Chapter 3

HAZEL

When the rest of the maids went inside the pack house, the Alpha of the pack came to lead us to the suite that had been prepared for the Kings. All of us had followed him silently and when he showed us to the suite, he left without a word as well.

Now, the two Kings who are in the same room with me have started arguing with each other.

“What do you mean she’s your mate?” King Ethan growls at his brother.

“Ethan, to tell you the truth, I don’t know how it happened. I just know that I felt myself being drawn to her when we first arrived and now, I can feel the mate bond between us,” King Arnold replied calmly.

“You can’t be serious. She is my mate. Hazel is mine!” King Ethan roars.

“She’s mine too. I can’t be lying to you about something like this,” King Arnold insists.

“Come off it, Arnold!”

“I want her to come with me to my Kingdom as my mate. She will be better off there, especially since she’s being bullied here. She can’t remain here any longer. My mansion will be the safest place for her,” King Arnold says.

“Do you even hear yourself? You want Hazel to go with you to your Kingdom? Well, I have to tell you that it’s not possible. She is mine and she is coming with me to my Kingdom to be my mistress where she will receive the best of care. I will certainly take care of her better than you can,” King Ethan opposes.

“That’s not possible. You don’t want her to be the only woman in your life, but I want her to be mine and mine only. I’m the one that deserves to have her because you don’t.”

“I will take good care of her. She has to come with me. I’m the one that found her first!”

They are both arguing with me in front of them, not caring if other people can hear them. Frankly, I would have left this room since, if not for the fact that I haven’t been asked to leave by either one of them. Since they are Kings, I can’t just leave without permission from them. It’s nothing short of sacrilege.

I do wish I’ve been given a choice in this matter, because I certainly don’t want to keep standing here while these two grown ass men argue between themselves, tossing the idea of keeping me between themselves as if I’m some sort of prized possession.

In all these, they haven’t even sought my opinion about the current issue for once. I’m the one being talked about, yet they think they can decide my future without any input from me. They must be joking. I’m upset about the whole situation unfolding in front of me, and I can’t help but wish I could do something about it. I just want them to snap out of it and quit the petty arguments.

Suddenly, the sound of the phone ringing cuts into their argument and I don’t think I’ve been grateful for anything in years the way I’m grateful for the phone ringing. It’s the phone in the suite which means it could be for either one of the twin brothers.

But my gratitude is short lived when King Ethan ends the call and continues the argument with his brother. How could he leave the call unanswered? He is a King and his duties should certainly come first. Who knows if the person calling is doing so for a very important reason?

They both keep arguing and I’m getting more and more upset by the minute, so I know that it’s now time to intervene. I can’t let them keep going on like this. Something has to be done.

“Can both of you just be calm for a moment? It won’t cost you both anything to just be silent for a while and quit arguing with each other,” I say in a high pitched voice, making sure to draw their attention away from each other to me.

My plan succeeds as they both look at me in shock, probably because they didn’t expect me to raise my voice at them since they are both Kings. But the thing is that I’m fed up with their attitude. They are surely not acting like the Kings they are right now.

“This argument between the both of you won’t accomplish anything,” I start. “You can’t just stand there, discussing me amongst yourselves just as though I’m a prize to be won, because I’m not. I’m human, and I deserve a choice.”

As I think about how best to present my next words, unknown to me, the group of maids who hate me are outside the door of the room, eavesdropping on the conversation between me and the two Kings, but I don’t know that at this time, so I just forge on with what I have to say.

“Both of you haven’t given me a choice in this whole situation but I will give myself one. The bottom point is that I don’t want either of you. So it’s best for you two to quit talking about me and just accept that fact,” I say, laying my thoughts bare before them.

Just as I expected, there is shock on their faces. They weren’t expecting such an answer from me and they weren’t expecting me to speak so bluntly like that. But I did. I just had to.

“What do you mean?” Arnold asks. “No, you can’t do this, Hazel. I’m your mate and I’m offering you a better life in my Kingdom, so please come with me so that I can take good care of you.”

There is a note of plea in King Arnold’s voice and I never thought a day would come when I would hear a King plead, much less plead with me, but that’s what’s happening right now. I still ignore it, because even though he seems sincere, I don’t want to go with him. I don’t want to be at the mercy of any man who will think he can do what he deems fit with me.

“Hazel!” King Ethan growls. “You have to come with me. I’m your mate.”

I can hear the note of authority in his voice as clear as day. He thinks he can just boss everyone around and order them to obey his commands because he’s the King. Well, unfortunately for him, that won’t work with me.

Going with King Ethan to his mansion would be a very bad idea. He is already controlling enough as it is, and I don’t know how far he is willing to go if I should eventually go with him. No, I can’t do that. He is too brash.

Now, my choice has been made and I know that I can’t go with either one of them. I have to remain in this pack and face my bullies. I have to face my fears too so that I can become a better version of myself.

“As I have said before, I’m not going anywhere with any one of you, so both of you should just leave me alone. My life was going just fine before you appeared,” I say rudely, turning around and heading for the door so that I can leave.

Immediately I walk out of the room, I see a group of maids standing just outside the door and it’s obvious that they have been eavesdropping on the conversation that was taking place inside the room.

Now, they all look at me and I can see the disgust on their faces. I know that the reason they are disgusted with me is because they have never come across a person with two mates. It’s a sacrilege in the werewolf community and here I am, a maid who has two powerful Kings as her mates. That’s too much for them to bear.

I do the best thing I can do in this situation, ignoring them as I turn to leave. As I walk away, I begin to regret talking to the Kings that way. Who knows what they are going to do to me now?