Chapter 8: HOW CAN THE WRONG BE THE RIGHT?

**Prince Sebastian**

"Has my gamma yet to arrive yet?" I bellowed at the guards.

It was not that I liked to raise my voice at the people who served me. It was just that I was angry, so angry that I shook. I was vexed and needed desperately something to vent out.

And those poor guards, fancy them being the unfortunate subjects of my unfair transfer of aggression.

"No my prince," one of them timidly answered after his colleges had obviously pushed him towards him to make him the some focus of my attention and the some receiver if my anger.

It seemed to me that this one was the brunt of the litter.

People did like to abuse power.

They were people like me and people like his supra ordinate who dared to display power afire me who was power.

Well, someone must bear my anger.

Probably my late gamma.

That was because this guard stood with shaky palms and knees before me.

He was not the best candidate.

But wait!

Who had employed such a weakling in to my palace to become an imperial guard?

Ah!

So people were now bribing their way through for the position!

Insolence!

I would definitely address that later.

"Get someone to go over and call him one more time. Shall I always have to see a display of his tardiness? Unpunctual bastard!"

"Did you miss me so much that you care if i am only but six minutes late?"

The voice of my gamma caused me to raise my head to look at the offending man.

Speak of the devil and he will appear. Only this devil was silly.

"Six minutes?" I demanded.

"Yes, my prince," he said mockingly with a smirk. "The minute hand is on six. That's six after the initially agreed time."

"That isn't six minutes you fool!" I yelled at him, my veins nearly popping out of my face as well as my eyes from the eye socket.

"Then what is it my prince?" He asked me with an annoying face like he didn't want to just piss me off to the heavens.

How vexing!

"You are thirty minutes late you moron! Tell me, when will you change?!"

"Ah my prince, I didn't realize," he joked as he made a fake bow. "Come on man, cheer up. It is not the end of the world you know."

"I am not an omega," I said to him. He nodded with a carefree stance.

"Yes man, I know. But whatever has happened has happened. There is no use for you to cry over spilt milk." I stared at him. For some reason his jokingly said words seemed to make me feel better.

"But why would someone do that to their sister, their own blood?" i asked.

"Do not think so much about it my prince for only a criminal would know the mind of a criminal. If you did know the reason for such atrocities committed, then you my prince may also be a potential criminal."

"I do not know if I will see the day when you will stop being a fool," I said as I shaked my head, disappointed.

He laughed.

"Let us go for a run, let us help you burn out all does anger radiating off you. Your wolf needs a really good sprint."

"I do not know about that. I shake with anger. Do you know what that little traitor said to me?" I told him as I sat up on my throne.

Yes, it was my throne.

Forget the fact that the majority called me a prince.

I was a king.

I have been ruling this pack for what now, four going on five years.

My father had died and left the throne to me. Therefore I had ascended without much preliminary.

Besides, I was ready.

I was prepared, having being trained for this all my life.

Despite my hurried ascension, I could only be addressed as king when I had a Luna.

I had found my mate, Elena who was to be my Luna soon.

The mating ceremony should have been four days away.

But, she ruined it.

That little slut!

And she, Ellen was not remorseful of her disgusting actions.

My mind wondered to my encounter with the unashamed traitor just the night before.

Despite the fact that she was lying still,trying too desperately to feign being asleep, I could smell her fear the moment the guard led me to the doors of her prison cell.

Was she that guilty that her heart would beat like it was about to burst at my appearance?

My wolf, Jaden came alive as her scent waft into my nose. The dinghy smell of rosebud wrapped around every of my senses as both me and my mate grew warm.

I remembered her in my hands that night, her body soft and warm against mine.

I remembered the tender kisses we shared, the delicate entanglement or our hot and bothered bodies.

Oh moon goddess!

Everything has felt so right, so real just until it wasn't anymore.

But now I greatly feared, was the wrong the right? Could it have been?

The fit of her body in my own. She had been so small and sweet, quite the opposite of all my big size and hardness.

There was the slender curves that I had felt with my large hands, the lush fullness of her breast, the flat expanse of her stomach, the thickness of her thighs, that sweet round butt. The one that I was currently staring at now.

I hardened, and I hated it.

Did I truly?

"Why did you do it?" I asked her. Her heart beat skyrocketed again and I felt my wolf's concern for her.

Yet, she said nothing. And I wondered why she was still pretending to have crossed to the other side.

"I know Ellen that you are not asleep. So tell me why you betrayed your sister?" She sat up at my question, so quick it smelt so much of guilt.

"I never said to you that I was," was her reply to me.

I stared at her.

Thanks to my wolf vision I could see her clearly, every inch of her.

Due to her sitting position I could only see the right half of her face which her falling black hair somehow managed to veil in a moment's time.

I wanted to see her, her expression, her face, those ebony eyes that had looked at me as I came inside of her tight wet pussy the day before.

"Look at me!" My wolf demanded through me catching me off guard. I hoped that it did not sound as needy as my wolf and I were at this moment.

How I wanted her!

"Prince Sebastian," she said, "I don't know what Elena told you, but I didn't plan all these. She did."

Then she looked at me.

My heart tightened at the gesture. She had indeed been weeping as the guard had said. Her eyes were red and puffy. She was crying, again, at this moment.

Another tear fell.

I should have known that she was crying because only then did I noticed her body slightly shook with her tears.

I had been too engrossed reminiscing about our night together.

"It was your mate's plan. I was only helping her."

Suddenly, my wolf roared to his senses in my head.

Had she just said she did all this because of my mate?

Was she calling my mate the instigator?

Wait! Had I been getting seduced by this little traitor all over again all along?! God I was stupid?!

I should be pining for my mate!

What on earth was I even doing here?!

"You traitor! You dare to pin the blame on Elena! You have no ounce of remorse for all the shameful things that you have done!" I said to her.

Jayden congratulated me.

"Prince Sebastian I-"

"Don't you dare call my name! You have no right to do that. It is my prince for you!"

"Pardon me my prince."

"A traitor like you does not even dare to greet me at my appearance with a bow or stand or kneel to acknowledge my presence. I now see how little you think of me! And I shall make you pay for all of your atrocities woman! Just you wait."

She began to cry again but I was not distracted by her seducing tears and sounds of fake sorrows.

She was no damsel in distress.

I turned my back in her and made my way out of the cell area even as I felt a slight pang of pain in my heart.

I didn't acknowledge it.

Because...

How can the wrong be the right?

"What did she say?" The voice of Miller, my gamma drew me back to reality again. I sighed at his words.

"She told me that Elena was the master mind."

"She has a full array of guts to say that to your face," Miller said, his voice carrying a slight ting of anger. He too could feel her blatant disrespect towards me.

"And she will die with all of it," I assured him. "Now, I need that sprint that you offered to me."

"Yes, gladly My Prince."