Chapter 6
I quietly watched Trisha and supervisor Penelope leave.
After I could no longer see their backs, my grip around the mop tightened, as I gritted my teeth before letting out a heavy sigh.
I was tired. Too tired and exhausted.
But because I did not want to disobey supervisor Penelope, since that would only give her more reason to treat me badly, I decided to do as she had said without complaining.
I had no other choice but to comply with her orders. If not, she and Trisha were going to keep on getting into my throat.
I suffered hard to get this job, and I was not going to lose it because of them.
This job was basically my life, and was the thing keeping me alive.
At some point, I sighed in defeat.
If it were other werewolves in my shoes, they might have retaliated and would have dealt with supervisor Penelope and Trisha. After all, they were humans and could be crushed by us werewolves.
But like I had mentioned before, I did not come all the way to the human city to cause any sort of trouble.
If others trample on me, I should just endure their petty moves and move on.
'You are a big fool'. I froze upon hearing Lara's voice. It was harsh, cold, and sharp.
For the first time in 2 months, I had finally heard her voice. 2 months ago, she disappeared, refusing to reply to any of my words, or say anything to me.
But now, after 2 months, the first words she spoke were to insult me.
'Are you serious right now?'. I asked her through our mind link, patiently awaiting her reply, because she seemed to go silent again.
'Lara? Are you there?'. I called her gently.
'Of course I always am, Priya. Honestly, I am very disappointed in you and ashamed of you. Your talent is to allow people to trample on you like a door mat. Most of the time, I always regret being your wolf'.
'I should have been someone else's wolf. Someone who was more reasonable than you, because you are stupid. At least, someone who was not stupid like you. Do you think that because you can endure people's humiliation, I can endure it too? What gives you the right to decide for me?'. She asked me, sounding pissed off.
Since I was used to her throwing tantrums most of the time, I was easily able to ignore her. Though after remaining quiet for as long as two months, her angry words had gotten tougher and refined.
She won this round, because she was giving me a headache, and I could not focus on what I was doing no matter how much I tried.
'Quit it, Lara. You are noisy'.
'Don't you dare tell me what to do, Priya. Someone like you has no right to tell me what to do when you do not even have the courage to stand up against the ones who have always hurt you. You are painfully a disappointment to me. I hate you'. She roared at me, and after scoffing, she went silent and did not utter any word again.
Her words hit me so hard, no matter how much I tried to hide and deny it.
Compared to me, she was much stronger and had broken free from the chains of allowing others to mistreat her.
She was unlike me, who still seemed to be stuck, and had gotten used to the chains of allowing others to trample on me.
The reason why I had not given her control for such a long time was because I was afraid of what she might do if let out.
She might daringly attempt to pay back everyone for what they had done to us.
She dared, but I never dared, because I was afraid that retaliating against others was only going to cause more trouble on my own end.
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Hunter's pov,
"I know who my Luna is going to be. There is no single werewolf worthy of being my Luna except Felicia". I announced at the pack hall, and not a single werewolf opposed me, since they shared the same opinion as me.
Felicia was lovable. Sweet. Kind. Innocent.
She was the female every man desires, and I could not be happier to claim her as mine and keep her all to myself.
I am currently at my company, in my office, reviewing some files.
I needed to clear my schedule, in order to have a grand wedding ceremony with none other than Felicia. A knock on the door distracted me, making me frown.
Knowing that not just any werewolf would dare knock on my door, I said, "Come in".
The door opened, making my hand, which held a piece of a document, to halt. I lifted my head to stare at my beta werewolf who walked in.
"What is it?". I asked him.
"The Lycan King has arrived in the human city".
My brows furrowed upon hearing what he said.
The Lycan King is in the human city. Now that is troubling. What is he doing there?
I began thinking, and knew that I was not the only Alpha who was worried about this news.
The cold blooded Lycan King, who had brutally killed his family in cold blood and earned his alarming title, is there in the human city.
The same Lycan King who had never left his pack had stepped out of his pack.
Who wouldn't panic because of that?
What was he thinking?
"What about the Alphas? Did they agree to it?". I asked him, with my gaze sharp and calculative.
"Yes".
Hearing his reply, my hand tightened the piece of document in my hand in satisfaction. It has been five years since he took over as the Lycan King.
It has been five years since his very existence was the terror of everyone. Both werewolves and humans.
And now, it was time for his reign to end.
"Then it is time, Kingsley. He needs to disappear for peace to reign in the world. He needs to make that sacrifice". I declared, before my eyes darkened.
What my father failed to do.
What he feared greatly before his passing. I was going to help him accomplish it and make him proud of me and see for himself in the afterlife, that I had always been the best son who should have been the Alpha of Defanly pack all along.
I am going to show him that I am not a coward Alpha like him.
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