Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Rhea
It’s been two nights now since they’ve been here. I’ve been trying my best to avoid them for the most part. I avoid sitting next to them during meals, mostly because they’re always too busy talking, and I end up feeling like I shouldn’t interrupt their conversations. However, Layla corners me one day in my bedroom.
“Can we talk?” She smiles politely. She reminds me of Aron a lot.
It makes my insides churn.
“Yes, come in,” I walk aside and let her in the room.
It feels weird. Having his sister walk inside this room, and not even having spoken a single word to each other before this, except a greeting. I still have no idea what she thinks of me.
I close the door, and as soon as I do, she turns and her smile falls, replaced by a snarl instead.
“So, you’re dating my brother, eh?” Her accent isn’t like Aron’s, it’s more refined and better. “What exactly are your plans? Get married?”
Is this something siblings normally ask?
“Sorry, I have no idea–what do you mean?”
She huffs out a laugh, crossing her arms, “You’re probably wondering why I’m interrogating you.” She pauses and tilts her head a little. “My brother is probably hiding from you, but in reality, our pack is big in politics, and we’ve never had anyone involved in our lives who hasn’t been a werewolf. Not even once,” She stresses it out. “And now, to know that there’s a human girl is just absurd.” She finishes in a whisper.
I nod.
She doesn’t like that.
“What do you plan with my brother?” She snaps sharply.
This takes me aback, I don’t really know the answer myself. I stumble over my words as I begin. “I don’t–I don’t have plans -I’m just here. That’s all–there isn’t any ulterior motive or anything if that’s what you’re thinking,”
I start off by saying this. Then I pause for a moment, realizing how idiotic it sounds, and correct myself, “I mean, he wants to get to know me, so I guess we are just working through our relationship slowly.”
There isn’t much I know myself.
She’s not convinced, though. Instead, she looks like I offended her.
“I just don’t understand what it is about you that’s keeping him on his toes. You look like an ordinary girl, you’re one. We know nothing of your family. You have no money, not even your own home, so what is it about you?” She asks this while she looks me over. Her expression hardens the longer she watches.
I don’t answer. How am I supposed to? This isn’t something I can reply to.
When I don’t, she takes the silence as a response itself and then leaves the room. I stand there, still as ever.
I’m not sure how long I can keep playing this game of pretend. I’m not his girlfriend, nor anything else. I was his mate,
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that bond was broken, and I wouldn’t have found any harm if he had told that to his family.
Why wasn’t he telling them that? It would make things simpler for us both. He wouldn’t need to pretend around them.
By evening, after dinner, I’m back in my room again, changing out of the clothes I’ve been forced to wear all day. I try to be on my best behavior around everyone, as Marcella told me to be, and I also make sure that I’m dressed in fine clothes all the time.
As I’m slipping into my pajamas, there’s a knock on the door. I pause midway in, putting my shirt over myself, and glance at the door.
There’s a good chance it’s Aron, but I doubt that.
Maybe I should just ignore it.
Shouldn’t I?
No.
I head to the door anyway, hoping it is him. When I open it, I find Mrs. Alena standing in front of my door, looking straight ahead with her shoulders squared and her spine straightened like she owns this place.
In some ways, maybe she does.
“May I?” She gestures towards the inside of the room. Without another word, I step aside and allow her in.
She strides in with confidence but doesn’t settles anywhere, instead choosing to walk about the length of the room. She circles around before turning her body towards me.
“Nice room,” She remarks before sighing softly.
I shut the door behind myself.
“There were some rumors that reached me earlier today and before I went to my son, I wanted to have a word with you,” She
pauses, “I don’t mind.”
“Yes?”
“A pack in the south, BlackFang Pack, did you belong to that one?”
I bite the inside of my cheek. I look away from her eyes and glance at the floor. She sees the hesitancy in my posture, and she steps forward.
“Answer me. Were you a member before it was taken by my son?”
I swallow hard and look “Yes.”
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“But you’re not a wolf. How?” Her voice is calm, despite the confusion written over her features. She stares at me intently, searching for the answers.
“I–I was poisoned. It killed my wolf.”
“How unfortunate,” She whispers to herself. “So, this all is a facade?” She doesn’t wait for me to reply. “Or is there something else that I still don’t know? Something you’d like to enlighten me with? Look, Rhea, you can lie to me, or you can tell me the truth, but trust me when I say this that, I will get to the bottom of this, and when I do, you don’t want to get on my bad side. Tell me, what’s going on?”
I stay silent, and for a second, I see her jaw clench. Her eyes narrow at me as she waits. As seconds go by, it looks like she’s losing patience quickly.
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“He was my mate.”
“Was?”
“I made him reject me.” 1 blurt out.
“Why?”
There’s too much in her questions. And I don’t know if answering them would be alright or if I’m only complicating the situation further. Aron will kill me if he knows that I told all of this to his mother.
“I was a runt before my wolf died, and I didn’t want to be mated to anyone. Especially not to Aron” I admit the words.
“And now? Do you regret it?”
A simple ‘yes‘ won’t answer all those questions of mine and won’t satisfy her. I don’t tell her that. I remain quiet. And I think she takes that as some kind of response. Maybe it is an answer.
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“There’s one thing I can’t understand,” She looks around the room once before she glances back at me again. “That I feel like I need to know–if he rejected you–what are you doing here?”
That is something I ask myself too often.
“I don’t know,” I whisper quietly.
“You must have some idea.” She prods
I sigh deeply, “He bought me from my Alpha before he attacked my old pack.”
“Bought you?” There’s a hint of distaste in her voice. And something tells me she didn’t take those words the way I intended
- to.
“Well, to keep me safe,” I say quickly before she thinks something else. “To help me.”
I don’t tell her about the chaos that happened with Alpha Elias and Catelyn. All of that. I don’t tell her. My stomach churns each time I even think of it, of that night, the terror, the dread that seized me. It chills me to this day.
She sits down after that and rests her arm on the armrest. Her leg crosses over the other, and she studies me for a few moments. I’m standing awkwardly near the bedpost, waiting for this to be over, for her to be gone. Because once she’s gone, Aron will be here, having my head for this.
“I believe it’s for the best if you distance yourself from my son,” She begins, calmly and carefully. “It is not because I have a grudge against you. It is not. It would be a different case if you were still his mate, and well–a werewolf, but you’re not that. And right now, I don’t see a point for you to remain here.”
My lips part in surprise at her words. They are unexpected. Completely so.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I quickly say, my voice wavers a little. Nerves build within me as my hands shake.
“I know where you’re coming from, Rhea. I understand that. But you’re human now. You don’t belong in this world. It’s unfortunate, but it’s true. Aron has a responsibility and a future ahead of him, and you cannot possibly be a part of it. You won’t fit.” Her words aren’t hurtful, but they stab my heart like glass shards. I wince as she speaks as if she’s making me bleed all over again.
“Aron won’t let me leave,” I whisper before looking at her. “What are you asking from me?” I wonder out loud. A part of me already knows but the other one needs confirmation. I need to know clearly. Perhaps she’ll say it in different words.
“To leave from here, with or without his knowledge, Rhea. You’re a human, you don’t need a pack, you don’t need an alpha to guide you, to lead you, and to protect you. So, perhaps, you won’t even have difficulty leaving. You can blend in with
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“Take some time to think, Rhes. Make the right choice. I won’t speak to Aron about this yet, but if I feel like you’re still undecided, I will intervene? She gets up from her seat. Her expression is soft, and her features are gentle. Yet her words are daggers, “Good night, She smiles and moves to the door. Once she opens it, she gives me a final look, glancing up and down, before stepping out. It shuts behind her.
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