Chapter 7

In one corner, a silent atmosphere filled the air as a family enjoyed their time together. Meanwhile, on the other side, the curious double bunny was persistently nagging her alpha fiancé.

Amethysta stood like a statue, lost in her thoughts, until her friend arrived with her poker-faced fiancé.

Elsewhere, a man excused himself from his family and headed to the washroom. Unbeknownst to him, two hooded men followed closely behind. These two men were none other than Icarus and Isaias.

Icarus taunted, "Seems like you're having a great time with your family after ruining someone else's. How heartless of you, Mr. Assistant, or should I say, Mr. Ex-Assistant?"

The man flinched at Icarus's words, then turned to see two young alphas confronting him.

"Who... Who are you two?" he stammered, clearly taken aback.

Isaias scoffed, saying, "Oh, come on, don't play dumb. You would have heard about us when you got the news about Jonathan."

David, still feigning ignorance, responded, "I don't know what you're talking about."

As he tried to walk away, Icarus blocked his path.

"You better tell us where we can find your pack leader, or else forget about your family. They won't leave here alive," Icarus threatened.

David Sang growled, "Don't you dare touch my family!"

Isaias chimed in, "Then come with us obediently, or else you'll witness something quite interesting."

Isaias forcefully dragged David out of the washroom and revealed a heartbreaking sight.

Two men were aiming their guns at children who were innocently playing with their mother.

"Please, don't do anything to my kids. I'll do anything you say. Just don't hurt them," David pleaded desperately. Isaias pushed him forward, guiding him towards the exit, all the while keeping an eye on the family still held at gunpoint.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Eira tapped Amethysta on the shoulder, bringing her back to reality.

"What are you doing here? And what are all these bags?" Eira inquired, clearly puzzled.

Amethysta hesitated before responding, "That's...uh..."

Amethysta hesitated, uncertain about how to respond. When she noticed Mateo, she decided to greet him.

"Hello, Mr. Nicolas," she said.

Mateo corrected her with a friendly smile, "Mateo is fine, Amethysta."

"Okay," she agreed, feeling slightly more at ease.

Eira, however, persisted in her questioning, "You still haven't answered me."

“Its... Icarus Mr. Icarus...” Amethysta stuttered, unable to find the right words. Just thinking about Icarus's actions sent a chill down her spine.

Eira pressed further, "Don't tell me he brought those bags for you."

Mateo, who was growing increasingly curious, asked, "Who is Icarus?"

Eira explained, "He's her bar date."

Mateo appeared puzzled. "Bar date?"

Mateo raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, as Amethysta shot an annoyed glare at Eira, who chuckled awkwardly.

Amethysta eventually replied, "He's Icarus Dempsey. Someone I know."

Mateo frowned at the name, suggesting that he might have some knowledge about the Dempsey family.

Amethysta's attention was then drawn to two hooded individuals walking nearby, and a sense of familiarity washed over her. One pair moved casually, while another person appeared to be in great distress.

Mateo offered some advice, saying, "Stay away from Dempsey. Don't get too close to alphas."

His words echoed her father's warnings, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

“Why are you saying that?” Amethysta questioned Mateo's warning, unsure of the reason behind it.

"Just take it as a warning," Mateo replied cryptically.

He then gave Eira a parting piece of advice, saying, "Then I'll take my leave. Make sure to take your friend with you and don't leave her alone like this. Understand?"

Mateo flicked Eira's forehead lightly, causing her to hiss in pain.

"Bastard," Eira muttered under her breath.

Mateo smirked and added, "I can hear you, troublemaker."

With that, he walked away, leaving Amethysta and Eira to contemplate his words and the strange encounters they had that day.

“Tell me what happened there on the way back home.” Eira's curiosity was insatiable.

Amethysta sighed, realizing that Eira wasn't about to drop the subject. "Fine," she relented.

As they exited the mall, a commotion erupted inside as someone was reported missing.

During their journey home, Eira couldn't contain her curiosity any longer.

"So, spill it. Did he buy these dresses for you?" she prodded.

Amethysta confessed, "Yeah... he selected the dresses, and I tried them on for him. But I didn't think he would actually buy them for me. It seemed too exaggerated. How could he purchase all these dresses that I just tried on?"

Eira couldn't help but tease her friend. "Aww... it's because he wanted to, Amethysta. I think this mixed-blooded alpha already had his eyes on you."

She continued with a playful tone, "Don't miss him, bae... or you'll regret it."

Amethysta sighed, trying to explain her conflicting feelings. "Don't joke around. We barely know each other, and sometimes I feel weird around him. He sometimes calls me an angel, but sometimes a princess."

She confessed, "I can't feel familiar with him sometimes. It's so frustrating, you know? Having him beside me is suffocating at times, but then it's blissful."

Her voice softened as she continued, "When he calls me Angel or Princess, I feel safe. I don't know why. My heart always races when he's near me, against my will."

Eira couldn't help but tease Amethysta further. "Damn, girl... don't tell me you've fallen for him."

Amethysta chuckled dryly at her friend's comment. "How can I, Eira? I'm a human girl, and he's a werewolf. No one would accept this pathetic human girl. At least betas are like werewolves. But what about me?"

She continued, her bitterness evident, "I can't dream about what's impossible."

Eira understood her friend's predicament and patted her shoulder reassuringly. Amethysta's words spoke of resignation, but Eira hoped that one day, her friend might find happiness, even if it defied convention.

“Don't worry, I am not sad. After all, I am used to it.” Amethysta smiled widely.

“Amethysta...” Eira couldn't help but worry about Amethysta.

Amethysta discreetly wiped away her tears and grinned while gazing at her friend.

"So, spill the beans... What'd you do to keep him hanging around you all the time? It's been a few days, hasn't it? You must've really charmed him, huh?"

“Don't tease me… I can't even get a good fuck, when he was all busy.” Eira pouted.

She sighed, going along with her friend's attempt to change the subject.

As a human, Amethysta struggled to make friends, always fearful of drawing the attention of the Werewolves. They were known to punish rule-breakers, and she couldn't bear to be the cause of her father's punishment.

Eira dropped Amethysta off at her house.

"Goodbye, Amethysta. Remember to come to college, okay? I don't want my friend to be heartbroken, got it?"

"I understand. Now go and save some energy for your wedding night."

“Fúck you,” Eira's angry gesture didn't faze Amethysta. She chuckled and walked inside, her thoughts consumed by the mysterious twins whose true identities remained unknown to her.

"Honey, you're back," Patrick called out to his daughter, noticing her smiling lips, though they held a secret related to someone else.

"Yeah, Dad," she replied.

"Girl, did you buy all of this? You didn't even use your card," Patrick questioned.

Amethysta hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Oh, Dad, Eira convinced me to get these dresses, and she paid for them."

She reluctantly fibbed, choosing not to reveal that the young alpha had been the one to buy everything. As her eyes wandered around the house, she spotted an unfamiliar face.