11

ISBERLT.

I dab my palm against my cheek harshly; anger streaming through my veins as I look up to meet the stupefied face of Heather— The old woman— and the frantic face of Peter at the thought that he's been caught.

"What's happening here? Isberlt?"

Heather gazes over Peter's shoulder to glance at me, and I rise on my feet, clutching the dress to my chest as I wait for the bastard to say something.

"Nothing happened here. You saw nothing; do you understand?" I watch in skepticism as heather gazes at me, then back to Peter, a despicable look crossing her face as she gazes at me again than a frightened one covering it up as she gazes back at Peter.

You must be fucking kidding me! Don't tell me she's going to fucking agree to this? This motherfucker almost raped me! He fucking assaulted me!

"Do you understand me, Heather? For Evelyn's sake?"

He smiles at her— a warning smile— and Heather moves uncomfortably on her feet, before doing what I portended. She nods.

"I know you're smart enough to understand. "

He places a hand on her shoulder before looking back at me with a taunting smirk, and I meet him with a glare of mine. "You will fucking regret this! I promise you!"

I seethe, but he only laughs, shrugging. "You didn't have that mouth when I had you pressed against that wall, Slave. Say a word of this to anyone, and that will be the death of you. Not just you either. You will be taking Evelyn along with you, so think twice before you put the innocent soul in danger. "

He winks before removing his hand from her shoulder and walking out of the dungeon with his shoulders raised high while I bite down on my tongue as I gaze down anywhere but heathers.

"Please, " The sound of her soft cry lifts my gaze, and she shakes her head with eyes full of tears. "Please do not say anything to anyone. " Is she fucking kidding me? "I understand that you're hurt, and you want revenge for what's happened, but please, for Evelyn's sake, do not mutter a word of it. "

Is this woman shitting me? I'm supposed to be concerned about who the fuck is Evelyn when that bastard almost raped me?

"And why should I be concerned about whoever Evelyn is? Why should I listen to you? You are just like the rest of them, and all you've done since I've been here is throw insults at my face. Making me work my fucking ass off, harder than I have to. You have never done me any fucking favour..." He would have succeeded in raping me if she hadn't shown, but why should I care about that either? "So why should I do you any?"

I raise my brows at her, and she bows her head on what I assume should be a shame, sobbing quietly.

"Evelyn. She's the only one left. " She begins, with her head still bowed, and I look away from her; feeling my anger slip away.

I shouldn't give a damn about her, or whoever Evelyn is to her. But again; my fucking humanity!

"Okay, " I tell her, nodding my head, and her face lights up at that word only. "I won't say a thing. Because of Evelyn. "

She shakes her head as she grabs hold of my hands, pushing them to her chest before resting her head against my hands; sobbing. "I'm so sorry for how inadequately I've behaved toward you, Isberlt. I said words, and did horrible things. I judged you just like the rest of them, and still, you do this for me. I will never forget this, Isberlt. Thank you very much, thank you for saving my little pearl. I will forever be grateful for this. "

She cries, and I smile softly at her before pulling my hand away from her head and giving her one more smile. "I will never let a life be taken at the cost of my justice. It's nothing to be thanked for, it's just being human. " I shrug, and she nods— a genuine smile on her face.

And despite the trauma that I just went through minutes ago, the smile warms my heart.

Because this is the only genuine smile I've ever gotten from anyone here apart from Rio.

And she might only be doing this because I somehow saved her child, still— it's enough.

"I need to get to the party, I do not want the Alpha King's wrath. " I tell her, remembering the Alpha's promise of having his men go down on me if I fail to take to his orders. Although, that necessarily doesn't scare me because I just almost got raped by one of his men, I'll still rather have whatever is left of my dignity with me than to be shamed before the entire pack.

"Yes, of course. It's why I'm here in the first place. You just stay here, I'll go get you another dress. Will you be fine on your own?" Worry clouds over her features at the last part, and I chuckle, nodding, knowing she's referring to Peter.

He scares me. To the very core. I'm scared of the things he can, and will do to me if given the opportunity. And I'm scared that those things will forever have me impaired. I'm scared that even if I do manage to make it through this hell; the things that would have been done to me will make it hard for me to go back, and be the same person that I was. I'm scared that he will ruin me for myself which is why for once, I will listen to Rio, and stay the hell out of trouble. And if it finds me, then maybe I'm never making it out of here.

"I will be fine, " I tell her, and she nods, grabbing my hands in hers once more; her touch soft against my skin, and settling my troubled mind— reminding me how it feels to have a mother's affection, and almost bringing tears to my eyes.

"I will be back. " She tells me, and unable to form words, scared that I'll only end up crying— I hum, and watch as she detaches her hand from mine, and walk out of her penitentiary before her frame disappears through the darkness; leaving me a trembling mess with resurfacing memories of my horrendous past.

I remember everything.

I remember her last words to me.

I remember her last smile.

I remember her last meal.

I remember her last shift.

I remember every single thing.

And most of all, I remember watching her die right before my fucking eyes.

I remember watching her take her last breath, unable to do anything, but cry like the fucking weak bitch I was, and remain.

And I remember losing everything right in that one moment.

And I remember promising myself to never having to go through that again.

I remember promising to be brave, and strong, and be the best version of myself that she's always told me to be.

And now as I lay in the dungeon with torn clothes, and a party booming above me; I realize— I am far from being everything I promised.

And everything she wanted me to be.

***

"Be safe, my dear. "

Heather pats my back with a smile on her face before turning around and walking in the opposite direction.

I let out a sigh as my eyes scan through the vicinity of the area with hundreds of wolves present; all dining, and wining with a big smile on their faces— the men dressed in suits, and the ladies in ball gowns that cascaded to the ground, giving the perfect sparkle to the elegant arrangement.

The famous moonball party that's arranged every year for wolves to find their mates, and for the Alpha's to have a one on one discussion about strengthening their packs, and how to guarantee further protection from intruders.

I remember that this used to be one of my favourite events as I love meeting new people, and watch the drama that unfolds as unmated wolves meet their mates.

But now as I stand amidst them in nothing but a slave's dress to clean up after them; I gaze as my favourite events become a nightmare.

I don't know what made me do it, but my eyes unconsciously move across the room in search of the one man that made it necessary for me to be here today, and when my gaze meets with his; my heart skips a beat at the realization that he's been staring at me.

Did he notice that I'm just arriving? I wonder, as his intense gaze remains on me, before he looks away to the man that's speaking before him.

I let out a tired sigh before taking slow strides towards them, watchful of the new faces amongst them, and once again; I find no familiar faces in reverence to my old pack. I'm starting to think maybe they have gone extinct or something.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. "

I say as I bump into someone, raising my gaze to be met by a pair of brown eyes.

"You're here, " Rio smiles at me, his eyes trailing down my dress, and I nod at him, giving him a small smile.

"I am. I hope you're enjoying the party so far?" I raise my brows at him, and he shrugs, turning around in his stand to stare back at the other wolves. I observe that many of them are with females beside them, while few remains without.

Amidst the unfamiliar faces, my gaze meets with one that I've met not too quite long, and my brows furrow as I watch her lift her glass of wine, taking a sip before turning away from my view.

What the fuck was that for?

"Isberlt, do you hear what I said even?" Rio laughs beside me, and I take my attention back to him with a shake of my head.

"I'm sorry, I got a little caught up. Who's that by the way? You never told me. "

I nod towards the direction of the woman's gaze, and Rio's eyes follow before he turns his attention back to me.

"The Alpha King's Mistress? I thought I told you already?" Oh right, yes he did. The one he was fucking when we were waiting outside his door. But why a mistress? Isn't he supposed to have a Luna by his side or something?

And why the fuck do I even care about that?

"Why did you ask?"

Rio questions as I start to move towards the rest of them, intending to get right into work.

"Nothing, she just stared at me strangely for a moment there. " I tell him, and he shakes his head.

"Don't attract her attention. " He says in a warning tone, and I stop in my tracks, lifting my brows at him.

"Katniss, just like Peter, " At the mention of his name, my body trembles, and I grip tightly to the edge of my dress as I bite down on my lips to stop myself from making any comment. "She's very dangerous, only more because she holds a higher position as the Alpha king's woman. You do not mess with her, Isberlt, " The fuck is he talking about? Mess with her? She's the one who looked at me, not the other way around. "And I don't know why she's gazing at you, but no matter what; do not pick her interest. Or you will regret it, I promise. " So much to not do, and so many people to avoid.

I want to tell him that I can do whatever the fuck I want, and he can go fuck off, but knowing he's only saying all these things to watch out for me, with the fact that he's kind of right after what happened with Peter— I bite down on my tongue and swallow those words. Nodding instead.

I will stay out of their way, but if she comes into me, then there's no fucking way I'm keeping my mouth shut.

"Stay out of trouble, Isberlt. I'll be off to meet with the others. "

He says with a smile, and I nod with one of mine as I watch him disappear through the crowd, before turning back to the view with a sigh.

With a few strides towards the crowd, I feel a gaze on my back, and my body shivers as I lift my gaze to meet with dark ones feet away from me; Peter.

I grit my teeth together as I watch the smirk etched on his face before turning my gaze away from him, and towards the ball.

Let's just get this fucking over already.

"Isberlt? Isberlt Queen?"

A voice calls behind me, and I freeze in my stand; recognizing that voice instantly.

***

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