Chapter 37: Chapter 37

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

KARA

I smiled to myself as I collected my parcel from the mailman. It was a long wait but it was worth it. Everything inside this box contained things that would help me in the future.

I turned around and was about to slip into the house the exact way I had come out when Fabiola blocked my way again. I sighed in exasperation.

Why did it feel like deja vu?

“Listen, since you've made it your specialty to block my path, would you at least help with the parcel. It's quite heavy, you know.”

She scoffed and eyed me. “Picking up the Alpha’s letter again, I presume?”

I beamed at her, “that's right. And if you'll excuse me I have to take this up to him.”

“By up to him you mean up to our room and under your bed yeah?” She asked, crossing her arms defensively on her chest.

My arms were growing heavy and I needed to get away because the guards appeared, I'll be dead. “Fabiola, you'll have to excuse me,” I said. “I need to get this to the Alpha.”

“You are such a godforsaken liar Kara,” she said and pushed me away.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked, trying desperately to get in.

“You say it's the Alpha’s letter right?”

“Of course.”

“Then why do you snoop when you go to get it?” She inquired.

I dropped the box on the floor and grabbed her by the dress. “It is none of your business so stay out of it. And also, if the guards come here I will kill you.”

“Now you sound guilty,” she said and twirled hair around her finger. “What if I told the Alpha that you lied about getting his ‘letters’

I gasped. “What are you saying?”

“The Alpha’s letters were delivered to him yesterday, kara,” she smiled slyly. “Now tell me what letter these are or preferably why you have the parcels under your bed.”

“You went through my things?” I ask in disbelief.

Fabiola shook her head then grinned. “Not on purpose.”

I swallowed. My heart beat loudly in my chest as I listened to her. How could I have not been more careful? This was the Alpha’s house and everyone was watching.

“What's going on here?”

We both turned around and saw Selina standing at the stairway and in her lingerie.

“It's nothing ma'am,” I said and lowered my head.

“I heard the noise, don't fool me,” she said and approached us.

“Actually there's something,” Fabiola said and grinned widely.

“Oh?” Selina said and eyed us with curiosity. “What is it?”

“Kara has been receiving parcels secretly ma'am. Yet she claims that they're the Alpha’s. Yesterday the Alpha’s parcel came and guess who has been keeping all his packages under her bed?” She muttered and turned to me. “Her.”

Kara smiled. “That's what had been causing all the fuss? What would I do with you two?”

I swallowed and picked up the parcel.

“Fabiola,” Selina said and patted her shoulders. “You've done well but try not to put your nose where it shouldn't be.”

“But ma'am—”

Selina placed a finger on her lips. “Not a word. Kara has been telling me of how you don't mind your business. And do you know what?”

Fabiola hesitated. How I loved the look on her face. She looked like the word ‘humiliation’

Fabiola shook her head and reluctantly turned to Selina. She looked as though she would fall apart at any moment.

“This is mine and I've been asking Kara to take my parcels. It saves time explaining to the guards who it belongs to. So I just say it's the Alpha’s.”

“Oh,” she said and swallowed.

Selina smiled. “What do you feel? Anger? Shame? All that time wasted looking into people's lives and forgetting yours.”

Fabiola bowed her head. “I'm sorry ma'am.”

“Apologise to her,” She said.

Fabiola went beet red in the face as she stared at me. “Sorry,” she said.

Selina grabbed her by the hair. “I don't tolerate nonchalance. Apologise like you mean it and not as though I'm asking a favour from you.”

Fabiola opened her mouth but was stopped by Selina who forced her to her knees. “Do it quickly and make it better.”

Tears glistened in Fabiola's eyes as she glanced up to look at me. Perhaps she was wondering what I had done to get the Alpha’s sister on my side.

Maybe when she learned to observe and say less, she could learn someone's secret and use it against them. As she bent to lick my shoes, she glanced up at me.

That was a look I would never erase from my memory.

The look of humiliation.

***

RYKER

“It's actually a perfect life you know. All by yourself. You don't have to consider someone else and the best part, you don't get to have babies.”

I punched the bag hard, ignoring the pain that ran through my veins.

“And the only reason I begged the moon goddess for my wolf was so I could find my mate and leave white moon. Not because I really wanted him.”

I punched harder and faster as I recalled everything she said.

“He should suit himself.”

One last punch and that was it. My shoulder was dislocated and I was sweating so much my body was drenched.

It was a rejection. She had no idea she had a mate already but she made it clear she didn't want one.

Opportunist.

I felt bad for her mate— oh, that was me. If I wasn't her mate, the poor boy would have felt really lucky to find a woman to spend the rest of the days with while she would spend her time on how to make it miserable for him.

Again, if I want the one who brought her out of White moon, I would have thought she had other intentions. But it was all me when I could have ignored her.

It was Dante, my stupid wolf.

If I was in my right senses, I never would have taken her with me because I never wanted a mate. But my wolf must have been so excited to finally have a partner that all he wanted was to stay close to her.

I pulled off the boxing gloves in anger and threw them at the corner of the room. I grabbed two bottles of water and drank it greedily. I was frustrated and the only way to let go of my anger was by fighting.

Get yourself together brother. You never wanted her so act like it. That's the only good you can do yourself. Remember in her life, food would always come first.

“Shut up Dante,” I warned.

Someone is getting an attitude because they would have to compete with so many things before they can get her to fall in love. But it's alright to wallow in sorrow. I'd be mad too. Actually I'm mad.

She had to leave. I had to make her leave one way or the other. I couldn't bear having her around anymore. She hated me already, so if ever she found out we were mates, she wouldn't want me.

I would never take no for an answer. I grabbed my things and stepped out of the gym room. I was going to make Zane accept his sister back or perhaps I was going to send her far away but where else could she go? Blue Moon?

They may see her as a threat if she goes crazy again and they won't be able to keep up with the madness. And white moon would only make it worse. They would exploit her.

I hated these one sided feelings. I didn't feel love towards Roxanne. She was a substitute for a male who just had to be stuck in the body of a female. But I didn't feel hate either. She said absurd things all the time but she did know how to get a smile out of me.

And she was really strong. Not physically but verbally. When she threatened, she made me think of death. She was dangerous in a way that excited me.

I walked into my room and shut the door behind me. It seemed as though I was getting my dream woman.

You have no dream woman brother. You've never even had a girlfriend.

That was correct. I didn't like being around women. I shouldn't but I saw them as distractions. Perhaps I was like Roxanne but the difference between us both is that she would say whatever comes to her mouth but me, I would rather strategise before saying things.

But with Roxanne. I lost control. She knew how to irritate me without trying hard. It was just a word of hers against mine and I was annoyed that she didn't fear me.

I didn't want her to cower in fear but if she was to become my Luna she had to submit. And for her to submit, she had to fear me— be vulnerable with me. But that asshole was always on her guard.

And she always talked back. But I liked it.

Make up your mind. You like her and not it. Or maybe you like how she turns you on when she's being stubborn.

That was another reason why I hated Dante. He did things I always had to regret. No one dared talk back at me but with Roxanne, it seemed as though she forgot what manners were.

I still doubted she was the exact Roxanne her pack members had described to me.