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Chapter Two- My enemy
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2025-10-06 22:14:52QUEENETH'S POV.
I decided to stop at Reuben’s place before heading to the training ground. I was so surprised when I saw Success standing in the living room as I walked in.
Success is Reuben's classmate and friend. They are of the same age. She is also Alpha Collins' friend. Reuben and Alpha Collins were good friends, and that made them join hands to take care of me after my parents' death. She loves Alpha Collins so much and clings to him as though he were a lifeboat. She was devastated when she learned that Alpha Collins was not her mate. And ever since then, she has been trying everything possible to convince Alpha Collins that she will make a good mate and Luna.
Werewolves always do that. If their mates die or they don't find their true mate, they can choose one. And that was exactly what Success wanted to do to Alpha Collins. I'm very sure Collins has not dictated this and sees every act of her as that of a kind-hearted and stronger wolf that has the progress of the pack at heart.
Success was tall and beautiful. Her makeup was always on point. Every male in our pack admires her so well and wants her to be by their side, but she destroys everything with her bad character. She was very mean, hard, hardened, and very disrespectful. Because I was close to the Alpha, she hated me so much and treated me like trash. I only know what I face whenever I’m with her. Whenever we are together, Alpha Collins, Reuben, and I are together, she pretends to be a sweet soul, but anytime we’re alone, she always threatens me. She threatens to send me out of the pack if she becomes Luna.
“As an orphan, nobody will cough.” She will always say.
She sees me as an obstruction between her and Alpha Collins and I don't know why she feels that way.
“Success Good Morning.” I said coldly and tried getting the remote.
“Good morning brat.” She said and smirked
“What are you doing here?”
“Maybe I should ask you that.” I said as I turned on my favourite channels to check the newest update.
“I know you're not afraid of me. But listen, I’ll soon become Luna and I’ll exile you and nobody will stop me.
I wanted to reply l when I heard the entrance door open and Reuben walked into the living room fully dressed for training. Success quickly put on a fake smile. The reason she is close to Reuben is because Reuben is Alpha Collins's good friend and he listens to him. He wants Reuben to position her well in the eyes of Alpha Collins so that he can choose her. Success is very intentional, if nobody knows, I am very sure of that.
I rolled my eyes. How possible is it that Reuben did not pick the signal of how fake Success is? Is it because he's of the opposite gender and I’m of the same gender as her? I remember how he always talks good about her and her beauty including how intelligent and kind hearted she is.
Each time he says this, I always swallow hard, still looking for a perfect time to tell him that Success is fake.
“Good morning, my pretty.” Reuben said and touched my hair.
That was the favourite name he gave me and he's the only one that calls me that. He always tells me that I am the prettiest in the pack and he does not hide saying it. He says anywhere and everywhere. That alone makes Success very angry. I always see her expression each time Reuben calls me my pet name. Reuben is not aware of this. If I want her heart to break more, I’ll be blushing and the pain in her heart can be seen in her face.
“Good morning, Ben.” I said and smiled.
Because he calls me by a sweet pet name, I decided to reciprocate by calling him “BEN.”
Success doesn't like it when I call him that name. She gave me a “I will kill you” look over his shoulders.
“You're already dressed, what are your plans for today.?” Reuben asked as he sits on his favourite couch.
“Nothing much” I responded. “I have a training session in a few minutes time and I decided to check up on you so that we can go together.”
“Tommorrow will be your first shift. Are you excited?” Reuben asked as he reduced the volume of the television.
“Yes,” I said and smiled brightly. “I can't wait to meet my wolf.”
“Maybe you’ll find your mate, Queeneth,” Success said coldly, her face filled with pretense and hatred. “And that will be the end of us meeting together.”
Reuben's countenance changed immediately, then he let out a smile. Reuben is of the melancholy temperament and one thing about their temperament is mood swing. They can be laughing now and the next minute they are crying and the next minute they don't feel like talking to anybody.
“My pretty, don't worry, no mate will take you away from us.”
“I'm very happy that after your shift you can start at a pack house right?” Reuben asked.
I gave a quick nod without saying a word.
“Congratulations, if you check all around you, you’ll find out that all things are working for your good.”
“Yes, they are.”
Reuben quickly dipped his inside the bag he was carrying and brought out a package.
“My pretty, this is for you. It's not your birthday gift, I bought it to encourage you for your first shift by tomorrow. Your birthday gift is coming. I wanted to give it to you at the training but since you're here, have.” He handed the package over to me and I was so excited.
“Thank you so much Reuben. I'm grateful.” I appreciated him.
I looked at Success and she was already panting as though she ran a race.
“Reuben, both of us are here and you gave only Success a package. What about mine?” She said rudely.
Just then, the door creaked open.
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