Chapter 31
PRISCA'S POV
Pure embarrassment! How did I let that happen? What just happened? Never in my life have I ever let a man touch me like that. I’ve never done anything like that. How was I ever going to face him again? The pleasure, the sparks, and his touch were the most beautiful, addicting feelings in the world. How did it all come to this in such a short amount of time? It only feels like yesterday when we hated each other's guts, but now we’re all over each other. Is that how the mate bond works, or am I the bipolar one now?
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before stepping into the shower. I touched my neck and winced at the sharp, stinging pain. My whole body was still sensitive to his touch, and it was so weird...in a good way. I recalled Catherine’s little speech about how Alphas were so dominant and quick with the whole mating process. Was I ready to lose my virginity to that bipolar jerk? What if we do it and he starts acting up? It’s pretty clear he doesn’t love me. It’s all probably just lust. I’ll have to avoid him...somehow.
After my shower, I quickly ate my breakfast. I couldn’t wait to find Cathy and interrogate her about last night. I mean, her and the damn King! That’s huge, and I had to ask her for help on how to avoid Alpha Jake. I got up from the kitchen chair and headed out of the house.
On my way to the first floor, I caught sight of Rebecca. I quickly tried to avoid her by pretending I didn’t even notice her, but unfortunately, she was heading right toward me. I rolled my eyes. What did she want now?
"Hey, Prisca! I was just about to come over to your place!" she said with a huge smile, as if we were actually friends. Maybe she has BPD or something.
"Why?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. "If you’re going to give me another speech about me not being fit to be Luna and all that, I don’t want to hear it."
She sighed, looking a bit defeated, and bowed her head in guilt. I raised my eyebrows at her sudden change in behavior. What the hell was going on?
"Listen, I was actually coming over to...apologize. You didn’t deserve everything I did to you. It’s just that I have trust issues, and it’s kind of hard for me to let anyone in, especially after..." She breathed in deeply, her eyes glassy and filling with tears that threatened to spill. "After my own family betrayed me. So, I hope you can forgive me... Luna."
That’s exactly what Jake told me last night. I wondered what really happened with her family. I wanted to ask her so badly, but I also didn’t want to seem like I was prying into her business. Should I forgive her already? I mean, she only caused a little damage, and I guess after everything she’s been through, I can’t really blame her for acting up.
"What you did was really selfish and uncalled for. I know I’m not physically strong yet, but I’m learning, and I’m trying to be the best. You can’t expect me to be great at it all in one day. After all, Rome wasn’t built in a day. I will be the best Luna, and I will try my best to build a relationship with my pack...starting with you," I said with a smile, and she returned it with a huge smile of her own.
"Thank you. So, where are you going?"
I smiled at her. She wasn’t so bad after all. "I’m going to look for Catherine, the girl I was with yesterday at the party."
She looked as if she were deep in thought for a moment, trying to remember who I was talking about. "Oh, the King’s new mate! She’s locked up in the guest house, a few houses after the pack house, down the road. I heard she tried to run away. Come on, I’ll take you there."
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"You tried to run away? Why would you do that?" I asked Cathy in total disbelief. I didn’t understand why she would try to run away from the King. He seemed so nice and reserved...oh, and really hot. He was the whole package. We had been arguing about her trying to run away for the past 30 minutes now, while Rebecca sat on a stool, tapping away on her iPhone.
Cathy sighed. "I told you already, I don’t want to be some Queen to some big-headed, egotistical King who locks me up like a caged animal," she said, throwing herself onto the large king-sized bed. "What is she doing here again?"
"Oh, Rebecca is the one who showed me where you’re being kept. She’s with me. Stop trying to change the topic. I’m sure you’re just being overdramatic. He can’t be worse than Jake," I said, sitting beside her.
She laughed sarcastically. "Oh, trust me, he’s the worst of them all. Jake is an angel compared to him. So, why did you really come here? I know it wasn’t just to interrogate me about King Fuckface."
We both laughed, but stopped when Becca cleared her throat. "Uh, I have to attend to some pack business now. I’ll catch you guys later," she said, walking out quickly.
"Something’s just not right with that blonde," Cathy said, narrowing her eyes at the door after Becca left.
I laughed. "Ugh, it’s a long story for another day. So, I need your help on how to avoid your mate. Is there a way?"
"If there was, I wouldn’t be locked up in this room right now," she said bluntly. "But I think you knew that—what happened this time?"
I rolled my eyes at her answer, but she was right. I knew there was no way I was going to avoid Jake while living under the same roof.
"Nothing really, just the same old stuff. So you’re really leaving me! My only best friend..." I said, attacking her with a huge bear hug.
"Well, that’s if you don’t suffocate me to death first," she coughed out, and I laughed, letting her go.
"I really wish you didn’t have to go, though," I said after a moment of silence.
She sighed, putting her head in my lap. "Me too. I really don’t want to be a Queen, Priscilla. I can’t. I wasn’t born to be Queen. I’m just an omega, you know."
I stroked her hair softly—I knew how she felt. I didn’t want to be Luna or a hidden witch either, but here I am. "You can do it, Cathy. Omega or not, this is your destiny now. There’s no other way around this for us. Fate brought us here, and now we have to live with it."
"Well, fate is a bitch. I hate her."
I laughed at her comment when someone walked in. We both looked up, and I tensed—it was His Royal Handsomeness. Cathy rolled her eyes and sat up straight with a frown.
Do I bow or what? "Uh, hello..." I greeted him almost silently.
He smiled. "Hi, Priscilla. You know, someone’s looking all over for you, and he’s not very happy about your sudden disappearance from the pack house."
"Oh shit, I have to go." I quickly hugged Cathy.
"Already? Are you kidding me? This is our last day together!" she whined, but I was already running out the door.
"I’ll come visit!" I shouted back, slamming the door behind me.
How did I spend 9 full hours with Cathy without noticing it? It was already 6 p.m., but why was he angry? It’s not like I actually ran away, I just visited a friend a few blocks away. He was obviously just looking for a reason to punish me. As I was walking briskly back to the pack house, I heard something rustling behind me, so I looked back. There was nothing.
It was starting to get dark, and hearing weird noises always freaked me out. Maybe I should have called Becca or Sophie to pick me up, but that would be ridiculous considering how close the pack house was. I quickened my pace, but the rustling sound got louder, so I panicked and started to run. Something or someone was definitely following me.
I reached the pack house and stood by the door, looking back. I saw it—a shadow with glowing red eyes, staring right at me. I screamed when something grabbed my waist.
"Where the fuck did you go?" Jake said, turning me around to face him.
Oh, it was just Jake. But what was that thing? I looked back, but it was gone. "Red... eyes," I stammered, pointing behind me.
Jake pulled me behind him and looked where I was pointing. There was nothing—it had just disappeared. He dragged me inside and locked the door behind us. Chris, his Beta, was leaning on the staircase in front of us.
"Is she okay?" he asked, folding his arms. He looked relieved. So whenever I step out for a few hours, this is how it’s going to be? Ridiculous.
I smiled. "Yes, I’m okay. I just went to see a friend nearby for a few hours. Nobody died."
"Chris, I need you to come up to my office now. We have a problem."