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The beginning of revenge

Penulis: Gloriel
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-09-02 23:58:41

Tamara’s POV

"Marry me." Alpha Dante declared and I froze.

"What?"

"You really want to form an alliance with me Luna?"

"Yes," I said, my voice was no longer confident.

"Then leave that immature brat and marry me."

My breath caught in my throat. "What? W-why?”

If I remembered correctly, this man was supposed to hate me, and I was supposed to hate him, so why was he asking me to marry him?

I was shocked. "Marry you? But—"

"Think about it, Tamara," he said, his tone now cold and calculating. "If you're truly willing to do anything to make me believe you want this alliance, then this is the price. Marry me, submit to me and we will form an alliance so strong that it would be legendary."

I was speechless. The man who had killed my family, the man I had once ordered to be executed, was now offering to be my husband.

My mind raced, Could I really do this? Could I marry the ruthless Alpha Dante to protect my pack, save my parents and friends and stop the people who had betrayed me?

Yes? no? maybe?

"What's it going to be, Tamara?" Dante's voice broke through my thoughts. "Do we have a deal, or are you wasting my time little girl?" He rumbled.

Before I could even respond, another voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

"Tamara?" I looked up to see Jack looking at me with a frown and my heart sped up in panic. How long had he been there?

“Who are you talking too?” Jack suddenly asked and I nearly dropped my phone when he began to walk towards me, his eyes sharp and suspicious.

My heart began to race as I fumbled to cut the call, before forcing a smile that I hoped looked more natural than it felt.

“Who were you talking to?” Jack asked again but I thought I could hear suspicion in his voice and in the way he was looking at me.

I swallowed hard, trying to maintain my cool. “Oh, just my mum,” I lied. “She wanted to catch up and talk about the wedding.”

Jack’s eyes lingered on me, like he wasn’t fully convinced and my heart began to race then, because what if he’d heard any part of my conversation with King Dante? What if he truly became suspicious of me? He would kill me immediately.

Shit! I couldn’t let him find out I knew any of his plans yet before I got a chance to start my revenge. I had to distract him.

Without thinking, I moved closer to him and pressed my lips softly to his. His lips were warm, but I didn’t feel any of the comfort his kisses used to give me.

Still, I forced myself to suck on his tongue in the way I knew he liked and he let out a needy groan.

When I was sure he was distracted enough, I pulled back and smiled up at him, batting my eyelashes suggestively.

“You look so good darling, what's the occasion?” I asked, letting my fingers trail over the formal warrior attire I now noticed he was wearing.

My kiss seemed to have worked more than I expected because he stammered to gather his thoughts. “Oh uh, there’s a little meeting with the pack’s warriors,” he said dismissively, as if it were no big deal. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

I blinked, stunned. "There is a meeting with My own warriors? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jack sighed before pulling me into a hug as if I was a child he needed to comfort. “Tamara, such meetings are not a place for women. You wouldn’t even understand all our talks about war and strategies. Just stay here and focus on picking flowers and planning our wedding Ok? Let me handle the important things.” He said as if he was talking to a child.

I felt my temper flare up but I quickly restrained it and forced myself to smile up at him as if he was right. Like I hadn’t spent my whole life being trained to fight and lead my pack, only to be told by my back stabbing asshole of a fiancé that my role was to just pick flowers.

In my last life, Jack had done this to me over and over again. He had purposefully kept me away from every important meeting with my warriors, every gathering with my leaders, and every festival where the other Alphas of neighboring packs came together.

I later realized too late that he was doing this to make me look like a selfish, dumb, lazy girl who didn’t care about ruling the pack or give a damn about her own people. And unfortunately for me, they all believed it.

All my warriors, the other Alphas and my own people believed him and Kate over me.

I would never forget that final moment of my past life—when I was crying out for help to my guards as I lay dying on the floor, and even though they clearly heard me, they all chose to ignore me. Because by then, they didn't consider me as their loving Luna anymore. I was nothing to them.

But that would not happen again, not this time. This time, I would make it right, and I would show all of them the kind of Luna I could be. Starting now.

I forced a smile on my face and agreed with him. “You’re right sweetheart, I should focus on the wedding.”

Jack smiled down at me in approval, and I felt disgust in my throat. “That’s my baby girl.” He said. “So submissive, just like you should be. It’s what I love most about you.”

I found it very very hard not to just vomit then, but I managed to control myself. What he loved was how easy it was to control and kill the old me. But he had no idea that the old Tamara was long dead now.

“Don’t worry Tammie,” he continued. “I promise to take you to the annual harvest festival coming up soon. You can wear one of your pretty dresses and I’ll introduce you to the other alphas there. We’ll show them just how beautiful my wife is.” He said and my face lit up in a genuine smile.

'Oh yes! the harvest festival! The one place where all the surrounding Alphas would gather to celebrate. I absolutely needed to attend it if I was going to win over any Alpha's support to my side

In my past Life, Jack also took me to the festival, but then Kate came along, and Jack spent the whole night flaunting her off as the Luna while I was forced by shame to hide in the background.

But things would be different this time, I would go to the festival, and I would establish an alliance with the Alphas myself. Jack and Kate were not going to humiliate me this time.

With these thoughts in mind, I smiled and nodded like an obedient little doll, but the moment he walked out of the room, my smile dropped.

He had no idea what was coming to him, and I couldn’t wait to give him a piece of his own medicine.

It was time for step one of my plan.

Gloriel

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Interesting plot. I'm liking it!
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Good so far! But I need her to focus alittle more.
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