Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Two days had passed and I was on the eve of D-Day. The stage fright that had invaded my heart was such that I could not put anything in my mouth and my sleep was also altered.

** If we consider that eating half as much as usual when we eat like 4 is a problem or sleeping 8 hours a day compared to the normal 10 hours demonstrates a state of nervousness **

A vein appeared on my forehead as I held myself back from exploding in front of several people.

Indeed, while the tavern was much more crowded than usual, I had decided to help a little with the service and Tom had gladly accepted.

Jessy wasn't there, in fact since this morning I haven't seen him and I wonder where he went again. Could he be looking for someone else? I frowned as I wondered if I had gone crazy for condoning this.

Down with the excuse that I have no choice because they're the only people who can really help me in this town, but damn what they're doing is illegal.

No it's downright criminal so as a citizen of honorable character, I really should go to the police - if I find myself on his whereabouts in this huge unknown city - and report them in order to put an end to their trafficking network .

Even if it will only be a drop in the bucket, it would already be a step towards dismantling the traffic and saving the poor innocents; yes I really should but I can't either.

My feelings are so mixed that I wonder if I ever had a sense of morals.

All my life, I have only ever lived being the center of attention, admired and envied, I have always had everything others dream of having and I have never thought that the existence of people who did not occupy a place in my entourage even deserved that I take care of it.

**You were just narcissistic**

I didn't ask you anything.

Either I know that I've always had a sucking behavior, even when Chad and his gang bullied the poor nerds in high school or those who weren't in the popular clan, I wasn't interested in intervening. For me, it was quite normal since in my eyes this is how things should be, we were in a caste society.

The fact that I had never bullied anyone does not mean that I was fair to those who suffered abuse from "my friends".

What could I have done? I just tell myself that my intervention would have been useless, or at most to make me strange in the eyes of my friends and jeopardize my title of queen of high school, so I closed my eyes for my own image and I have not looked at the misfortunes of others.

So what is happening to me now that makes me want to consider what these people

that I don't know feel? I shouldn't care at the risk of offending my saviors Jessy and Tom who have a miserable life.

I don't have to lecture them because I don't know anything about them, even if their actions are deplorable, it's not up to me to make a judgment to that effect.

I sighed before continuing to serve customers.

** Yesterday like today you have not changed. You think of yourself first without worrying about what others may suffer**

And how is that wrong? Life itself isn't fair, so it's not up to me to play sentimentalism and establish myself as a saint in the service of others.

**I didn't say it's a bad thing. This guarantees you to survive and that is a good thing. What I denounce on the contrary is this false self-criticism of you, you pretend to feel guilty when deep down, you tell yourself that what can happen to them has nothing to do with you and therefore you don't have to worry about these people you don't even know**

I missed a beat before I pursed my lips

**I'm the only one you can't cheat because I know you better than anyone**

I sighed in defeat, indeed everything my wolf said about me is true. I'm not altruistic even for a tad so instead of risking my own interests by showing a generosity that is not mine, I just have to think about tomorrow.

I continued to serve like this until quite late at night when Jessy returned. He seemed preoccupied with something so Tom immediately decided to inquire.

Jessy looked at me meaningfully before sighing, he seemed like he didn't want me to know so I apologized understanding the hidden message.

" I'll take a shower. I'm exhausted."

" Well you have to rest enough for tomorrow."

I nodded before leaving, with Jessy's head shooting I'm sure it's still their business, unless it's something else.

He didn't hesitate to talk to me about it lately even if the circumstances had forced him to do so since he took me for a target. So unless he's an idiot, he must know that I'm perfectly aware of everything and that he's even becoming stupid to hide it from me.

What if it had to do with me? What if it really concerns me? I bit my lip deciding to feed my curiosity. I pretended to go upstairs slamming the door before coming back down quietly afterwards. I stood in the doorway deciding to follow their conversation and I heard Jessy talking.

" I met the pack of Dark shadows, you know they watch over the business and are therefore aware of new faces arriving in Capital City, well one of them approached me today. leading to their Alpha. You know him, since he and his pack swore allegiance to the Alpha of Soul Moon, he does everything to curry his good graces. He thinks it's his duty to always go overboard if it's going to draw this man's attention to himself."

" So?"

I opened the door slightly, glancing at it. Tom had his back to Jessy casually smoking his cigarette while Jessy had uncapped a beer.

" Well this asshole asks that we deliver the commissions related to the sale on Sophia by tomorrow if we don't deliver her, otherwise he will come and get her himself."

I shivered in my hiding place, why this guy wants to take me? Plus Why in case of misfortune in my life Soul Moon is always around? Is it a curse for me?

I frowned as I waited for Tom's response, from what I heard the Soul Moons are a very powerful pack, the biggest in town, all the others owe them allegiance so Tom would be stupid to not obey.

But if he does, what will happen to me? In addition tomorrow is a very important day for me.

Tom huffed before stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray.

" So let him come if he dares and we'll see how far goes his courage"