Reason

Aodhàn's pov;

No one offends me and gets away with it. Not even her. The only person who had managed to get under my skin so thoroughly.

I was to meet her today and I couldn't keep my smile to myself. Finally, it was time to exert the other part of my revenge.

Would she recognize me? Of course not. I was the chubby kid back then who she picked on for not having parents - who she mocked repeatedly for being an orphan.

How would she remember someone whose life she made miserable?

And of course, being the good person I was, paying back what I was paid tenfold. I waited for the right time to make her an orphan just like me- the beginning of my revenge against her.

Was I happy with it? Very much and now, I can't wait to show her exactly what it means to be bullied after she agrees to this alliance with me.

Thinking back to how I murdered her parents in cold blood, and her loud scream, to say I wasn't the least bit pleased was an understatement. To hear her scream and cry out just like she caused me to, in my closet when no one was around was a pat on my ego.

No, that had been only the beginning. Leading her to the useless rat, Dan, was all part of my carefully planned plan.

One I couldn't possibly miss for anything.

Now that we were here in this situation, you could say that I was pleased to the core, appreciating myself for the efforts I put into all of this.

But then, a part of me wanted to see, wanted to know if she'll be able to remember the fat kid she once used to bully.

The fat kid whose life she made miserable with nightmares, reminding him that he had no one there for him and was all by himself.

I looked at the gathering of people in front of me, most especially, her pack, chuckling to myself at how stupid they all were to have been fooled by me for years.

Their status decreasing? It was all part of my plan. The plan I had carefully thought of before executing.

Getting betrayed by Dan? Of course, that was my work too- a work I was so very well proud of.

Who wouldn't be? After years of getting mocked by her and her group of friends back when we were teenagers, with a five year age gap difference,me being the older one, I had taken it upon myself to change everything about me, including the heart to forgive.

Not that I had one before but just saying. At least, to add enough spice to my little story.

Now, it was finally time to get her to be mine and then hurt her right where she hurt me. To hurt her like she hurt the innocent kid I once was with her harsh words.

Murdering her parents had only been the beginning. Making her just like me was the first step which I executed three years ago and now, it could be said that I was having a blast.

A huge blast. How long had it been since I laid my eyes on her? Definitely been years back and I didn't know how much she had changed. Was she still the same? Of course not. Well, at least, I was here to see all for myself.

As I sat on the throne, looking relaxed, ignoring the subtle glances given to me by her pack members. No one had dared to come up to me to claim that the seat belonged to their pack leader.

If anything, they looked far too scared, like chickens pretending not to see things and even this was a show of cowardice, it was a rub on my ego to know that no one dared to challenge me.

After what seemed like hours of waiting, with me not even losing my patience for one second - which apparently was a great feat I've never achieved before, the sound of her making an appearance finally caused me to raise my eyelids just as the door was pushed open and she walked in in all her glory.

I have always been enthralled by Khaleesi's gorgeous eyes and this was also no exception.

There was something about the way she moved that called to every part of my body, screaming for me to just hold on to her and do as I wanted.

Patience demon, patience.

A few words to myself and I kept my eyes on her, not even turning away.

After what seemed like hours of waiting, she finally glanced at me, our eyes meeting.

The more I watched, the more I wanted to burst out laughing, knowing she didn't remember me. She didn't and was falling just right into my lap.

My lips curled in glee, and I relaxed more on the throne, enjoying the twitch in her expression that showed she was not only pissed but was seconds away from showing her true colours.

Enjoying every bit of it was what I had come here for and with my eyes still on hers finding the little girl that once used to mock me, she wasn't difficult to find in there but layered on top of it was a new version of her.

One that carried so much feistiness and power. A power that didn't used to be there but now, it looked to me like those powers were being chained back.

Hm, interesting. I thought to myself, noting to test that theory out and see for myself whether it was just as I thought.

I drank in the sight of her approaching me, along with the man I knew to be the Beta of her pack, her late parent's subordinate.

The look in her eyes showed me how unhappy she was about seeing me on this throne and it was exactly what I wanted.

"So, the fallen princess is finally here...," with a small smile I watched her expression harden while the hall was suddenly now quieter.