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“Maybe she’ll find something that’ll help us.” I tried to keep my tone positive, but I knew the chances were slim.
“I’ll keep you updated in case she does.” Breyona nodded, “Now, where did you want Mason and I tonight?”
I pursed my lips, “Hang around the training grounds, but stay out of sight. Head to the back of the building, no one should see you over there. That way you’re close enough in case I need you.”
“Got it.” Breyona nodded, the worry still clear in her eyes. “Be safe out there, Daisy.”
“I will.” I smiled at her, “We both know I can handle myself against Scott.”
“Scott isn’t what I’m worried about.” She chuckled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes.
The two of us headed to the kitchen after our long conversation, munching on some baked goods
Grandma had made.
Breyona left early, heading back home to sleep while she had the chance. I had the feeling the three of us were definitely going to be lacking sleep tonight. I was too on edge to even think about taking a nap.
Midnight was awhile away, and the minutes ticked by excruciatingly slow.
“Where’d Dad go?” I turned to Grandma, nibbling on my third cookie.
Grandma was washing some dishes, her eyes trained out the little window. I must’ve pulled her from her thoughts, and I watched the haze leave her eyes.
“Picking up a few things from the grocery store.” Grandma smiled softly, turning the sink off and facing me. “I haven’t asked how you’re fairing with everything.”
“No need to ask.” I forced a smile at my Grandmother, knowing she could see right through it. “I’m dealing with it. The way I see it, I can’t change who I am.”
“You’re right, you can’t.” Grandma frowned, “I know you keep things to yourself, and deal with them on your own but you don’t have to. Your Dad made a mistake not telling you sooner.”
“He did.” I agreed but when I thought about it, what would be the right time to explain that? “Have you ever met my Mom’s mate before?”
Some small part of me wanted to resent my Mom. She cheated on Dad, and ended up pregnant with a
Vampire’s child. My resentment faded as I remembered Mom and Dad were never mates to begin with.
I couldn’t imagine the struggle she went through, loving someone and knowing she could never have them.
Grandma’s face went dark, her eyebrows turning down in a grimace. I had never seen Grandma look that way before. The expression on her face haunted me, and made me wonder what type of man my
Father actually was.
“Once.” Grandma nodded, “It was not a pleasant experience. Your Father is the reason I learned to shield my mind.”
Maya’s ears perked up; She was all too eager to learn how to protect our mind. She wouldn’t admit it, but the thought of her being locked away and forgotten terrified her. We were two halves of a whole, and she feared what would happen to me in her absence.
“He messed with your head?” I frowned, “SoHe was a pure-blood?”
Grandma nodded, “He messed with my head alright.”
“Could you teach me?” I leaned forward, my eyes burning with interest. “Could we start now?”
Grandma’s stern face softened, “We can try. It takes time to master. You must learn to control yourself and your emotions to block other influences out.”
“How do I begin?” I grinned up at her.
If only I had known what I was getting myself into.
Unknown P.o.v
I had known from the beginning; trusting Scott Vail was a f**king mistake. The pampered mutt had come scrambling to us, his b***h in tow. He was frantic, reeking with the fear that made me want to retch.
His proposition was intriguing to say the least.
G******g; Odds, were my forte. Betting was something I enjoyed, something I excelled in. Reading the emotions on a person’s face was child’s play, but if you did it right it could reveal the things they wish to keep secret.
Revenge, his motivation; as it typically is. His beloved pack was taken, due to his own ignorance and foolishness. Now he needed aid, help to destroy the enemies that threatened his way of life.
Looking at Scott Vail, it was clear to see he was a weak excuse for a werewolf. He lacked the pulsating power that surrounded an Alpha. His b***h clung to his side, reeking of fear. I had not met a Luna in this lifetime, but I was knowledgeable about their way of life. She lacked confidence, conviction and from the looks of it her loyalty to her mate was faulty.
They had come to us knowing they would never survive on their own. They needed us.
We could care less for the pampered mutts, living in their pristine packs. Happiness, love and respect for all as a f**king motto. The weakness was pathetic. Their civilized pack-life left them with their guard down, and ripe for the picking.
I was born; destined to become second-in-command. The title had ran in my family for many generations.
The pampered mutts would call my group a “pack”, but that is not something we wish to go by. Life in my “pack” was cold and cruel, the only thing that mattered was surviving and pleasing the King. We have no Alpha, we have a King.
I had been raised to praise our King above all else; to serve him and his purpose until the end of my life. I had spent my childhood elated with that fact, my heart full of purpose and determination.
Everything had been perfect; Until I met her.
Scott Vail and his b***h had managed an audience with our King. I was sure the two of them would not leave the room alive; in fact, I was eager for it. Scott Vail had a sense of arrogance that followed him, a slimy sense of entitlement. If only he knew how fragile his position truly was. Alpha’s come and go,
King’s remain.
“Alpha Nolan Desmond.” The name left Scott Vail’s thin lips; and I knew our fate was sealed.
Alpha Nolan Desmond, Alpha to the largest pack in the world. An enemy to all who refused to adapt to his lifestyle. In a world full of many species, not all werecut out, for the “pack-life”.
Scott Vail had our King’s attention; something that was rare. It was easy to see the hatred in Scott Vail’s eyes. He detested our way of life, disagreed with it wholeheartedly.
With our King’s interest peaked, I and the rest of his men were ushered into another room. Everyone took a seat around a large table, Scott Vail and his b***h were off to the side. Scott Vail contained his hatred and fear behind a mask, his b***h did not have the skill to do the same. Her beady little eyes darted around the room, her disdain thick in the air.
An hour passedfollowed by two hours. A deal was finally struck.
Scott Vail wanted Alpha Nolan Desmond out of the way; wiped from History permanently. Our King was more than willing to provide his assistance, the young Alpha posed a threat to many. It was time the power shifted, handed to another.
Scott Vail and his b***hwho apparently does not enjoy being called that, requested some form of protection. Our King was not a generous man, nor was he forgiving. I was struck with surprise when he offered a handful of men to be at their disposal. The men were of lower ranks, but they were able bodies capable of action.
Once the pampered mutt’s left, our King turned and faced us. We were his inner circle, the men he trusted with the most information.
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