“Alondra, you incompetent child get down here this minute!’’ The loud echoing voice of my stepmother rang through the house, making me jolt out of bed in a hurry. My mind replayed the last minutes of yesterday before I went to sleep, trying to remember whether there was something I had forgotten to do.
I had been so tired and held up with the preparations of the party. It was my chance to prove to my stepmother that I deserved to attend. I had promised to do all the chores she had given to me before the day came.
Well, now, the day has arrived, and I'll be damned if she comes up with new chores.
Suddenly, my bedroom door swings open, Bethany walks in with a scroll on her face.
“Mother has been calling you for the past 20 minutes, is it really that difficult for you to get your lazy self downstairs?’’
My eyebrows furrow, as I stare at her.
“What does she want?’’ I ask as I pace around my bedroom, picking up a cardigan and draping it over my body. I open the bedroom windows and stare outside, noticing that the sun had not yet come out.
“Alondra!’’ my stepmother's voice echoes through the house again. This time, I jolted past Bethany, pushing her out of the way and rushing down the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, my eyes grow wide as I notice Mrs Pierce standing in the middle of the room.
“Luna!’’ I call out as I bow my head, and fold my knees. I could feel the diminishing stare of my stepmother and Weston’s mother falling on my head. I felt little in their presence.
Utterly worthless.
“I wish I could say that it is a delight to see you, Alondra, but it isn't.’’ she says, with a scowl on her face.
My stepmother watches me through gritted teeth. Bethany and Zoe stand at the other side of the kitchen but watch through the doorway as everything unfolds.
My heart beats drastically. Questions fill my mind. I can't help but wonder why she's here and what she wants. The Alpha's mother had never stepped feet into this home - any citizen wolf’s home in particular. She always stayed at the packhouse. Where she was served the kind of luxury that loyalty deserves. Where she was protected by the guards and the Warriors of the pack.
“What can I do for you today, Luna?’’ my voice trembles, as I manage to utter those words.
“Come here, child,’’ she says with utmost politeness.
Mrs Pierce brings herself towards the large chair in the middle of the room and she sits at the edge of it before patting the empty space next to her. I glanced at my stepmother who nodded vigorously. looking back at Bethany and Zoe as they stare at me, with fear in Their Eyes.
At least I'm not the only one afraid of what the situation brings.
I drag my feet towards the Alpha's mother and sit uncomfortably next to her.
“Today is a very important day for Weston,’’ she speaks up. "As such, very many important people are going to be here. I'm sure you've heard the rumors. My son is now the most eligible wolf in the Kingdom. He needs a mate. And if he doesn't meet his true soulmate, then he will be required to select one.’’
A sense of dread washes over me. I know exactly where the situation is going now. I know exactly what she wants to say and I cannot stop the quiet beating of my heart. She stretches her hand and places it on my shoulder. The way her fingers graze my bones makes me feel uncomfortable, like she could just snap my neck any moment. She may be the queen but she was a warrior before. Mrs Pierce was the daughter of the most powerful and ruthless Alpha. Before being mated to the Alpha, as the stories go, she was the best and most powerful warrior in her pack. She was ruthless and dangerous.
“There have been several questions raised about the woman who spends her time stuck on my son's hip, like a parasite. Might you have any idea who I'm talking about, Alondra.’’ I gulp, looking at her for a split second.
“It is important that a parasite like this learns its place. It is important that order is restored in this Pack. Commoners remain with commoners. Alphas interact with people of equal royalty and status. Now that Weston will be named the official alpha of this pack, several duties will fall on his shoulders - duties that normal people cannot understand. He will need the best guidance. He needs good friendship around him. You are a wonderful girl, Alondra. I'm sure there's a lot of great gentlemen in this Pack who wouldn't mind getting to know you better." she paused for a moment. "Why don't you focus on them?’’
I remain quiet.
Looking at my stepmother, she does not say anything. Yet I can not tell if she had something to do with this.
There was a sadistic smile on Bethany's face now.
“I'm sorry, My queen..’’
“No need to apologize, Alondra. I'm just glad that the both of us will come to an understanding. You're more mature than I thought, and you easily understand when to step away. You are a nice young woman, Alondra, and I do hope you find the best the world can give you. I hope you find good friends - friends who are of the same status as you are.’’
She stands up from the chair and walks towards my stepmother. The both of them share a weird look before nodding and turning back to me. My fingers are clenched in a fist. I fight the tears that threaten to spill. My heart breaks a thousand times as her words keep echoing in my head.
'A parasite'.
That's what she saw me as. That is how they all saw me.
“Don't you think it would be best if you refrain from attending today's inauguration? Weston would highly appreciate it if you kept yourself out of his way from now on. Keep to yourself, Alondra Greene, and you will be a true patriot of this Pack.’’
I wanted to leave this room. I wanted to ditch my clothes and return to my wolf. I wanted to run as fast as I could and as much as I could. I wanted those words to disappear from my head. Hell… I even wanted the memories erased. Weston wants me out of his way. Is this how much of a coward he could be now? My best friend. Abandoning me. Wanting nothing to do with me. My best friend rising into power and choosing to cast me away.
It wasn't the betrayal that hurt me the most, it was the fact that he chose to use his mother, a woman who has hated me since she set her eyes on me. It was the fact that he chose to be a coward. But I can't bring myself to tell him all these.
I am in love with western Pierce, and he wants nothing to do with me…?
Like, from now on?
He stared at me before pulling his hands away from mine. my heartbeat rapidly as I watched his actions. He got up from the bed before he began pacing around the room. He was quiet and I didn't dare speak up. whatever was going on in his mind or something only he could deal with. All I wanted was to be told what he felt. I knew that this was unexpected but I hope that it will be considered good news. “I am three months pregnant.’’ I spoke again this time specifying it. he turned to look back at me. there were tears in his eyes. I got up from bed before bringing my hands over his beautiful face. caressing his cheeks. wiping the tears on his face. He slid down from my hands and slowly dropped to his knees. I stared at him with confusion. He brought his hands over my stomach and then lay his head on it. and he listened. It was the strangest thing I had ever felt. having his hands wrapped around my waist and his head on my tummy was weird. not the kind of bad weird but the welcoming wei
“Whenever I come to the Pack house I always know I'm coming here to clean or prepare some food for the rest of you before you wake up. It feels so weird now.’’ I said to Aria, as we walked the Halls of the packhouse together. The truth is that it did feel weird. Whenever I'm here I am a servant. I'm either cleaning the rooms or preparing food. I was either on kitchen duty or storage Duty. But to walk these holes as the Queen wasn't a difference I expected. I felt overwhelmed. I felt like this always had been changed. Like the colors kept sucking me in.“ What if I cannot do this? What if I cannot be the Queen that they expect me to be? I'm not like all of you. I haven't lived my entire life being trained on how to lead and how to be a royal. I understand nothing about the etiquettes of dealing with other royals on how to be in your circles.’’ Aria rubbed my shoulders as she spoke. “ We all learn. and we all have a starting point. For us our starting point has always been bad. and for
“Did she accept?’’ Weston asked, his arms around my waist as he kissed me deeply. my lips were planted on his as my arms were around his shoulders. I loved him. for the first time in a long time I could say that without feeling guilty. without feeling like it was a grave mistake and that I wasn't allowed to. For the first time in a long time I had the freedom to love who I love. without judgment. Without the fear of Execution.“ I love you.’’ saying it out loud felt more filling than anything I've ever felt. It felt like I had always been chained and those shackles were just broken. It felt like I had been drowning and someone had just pulled me out of the water. it felt like I had been sinking in quicksand and my head and finally made it up at the surface for a breath of fresh air. I was free. I was happy. The love of my life was my mate. And finally all the love that I had for him was not misplaced. it was rightfully their. he was my mate. Our mate bond had been so strong that even
“Patricia is a lot of things. and over the past few weeks I was confused as to why she treated me the way she did. but I believed that it had to be the pregnancy. maybe the hormones or something. but this? this betrayal against her own family and the Pack itself is unbelievable.’’ I said as I sat beside Aria, rubbing my hand on her shoulder. “ I know. when I heard about it I couldn't believe it.’’ “ I still can't believe it.’’ I answered with a chuckle. “ I mean it feels so unreal. everything around me doesn't feel like it's real. everything is crumbling so fast and there are so many secrets are spilling out.’’ I pose for a moment. my mates words ring inside my head causing my emotions to feel like a storm inside me. I feel stupid. I feel foolish. I keep on wondering why I have not figured it out. why I have not seen it from the start. how is it that my step mother had been a witch all this time and I couldn't even know it. what would cause a person to hit another so much that the
“Everything is going to be alright.’’ I whispered as I held him in my arms. I could tell that he was distraught. He was not okay and I was only trying my best to comfort him. my heart broke for him. While the Queen had been a horrible person towards me, she was still a person. And she did her job diligently. She was a wonderful Queen. She has raised and trained my mate to be a great Alpha.“ She was found dead in her chambers. Poisoned.’’“ Patricia killed your mother?’’ the words flew out of my mouth before I had the chance to stop them. and I was afraid of the impact that they would have on my mate. He lay his head on my lap as he cried. and I couldn't help but want to comfort him. but I didn't know how. All I could do was play with his hair and tell him that everything is going to be alright. this was the first time that I had seen him vulnerable. it was also the first time that he had let himself cry in my presence. I sympathize with him. what had happened to him is traumatizing.
“What do you mean?’’ My voice felt heavy and drowning, I felt dizzy. “Alondra, listen to me. my sister was working with…’’“ That's impossible. She's your sister for crying out loud. I would understand when you didn't believe me but how can you not believe your own sister?’’“ She confessed.’’ Those words were heavy and damning. like a testament I couldn't quite stand. working with Adrian? That's impossible. all of this had happened because of me. there is no way that she was working with him.“ Listen to me, Adrian is good at manipulating. He's good at twisting things. heat against those who seem weak and he exploits them. you did the same with me so I believe that your sister's confession means nothing. Adrian must be manipulating her in some way or forcing her to confess. have you look into the Marshall questionmark he must be blackmailing her anyway. investigate and check if…’’“ It's true.’’ he interrupted as he placed a hand on my shoulder. When I looked into his eyes I could s