"Duncan,” another voice cut my mind off in a mind link. One I did not want nor need to hear at this time.“Hello, Father,” I mentally returned. “To what do I owe this little link between us?”“I heard your wife is finally out of prison. Why haven’t you said anything earlier?”I quickly grew disgusted by the question. For after all, if there was one person I could name from the top of my head who favors Susan so, it was unfortunately my own father, the previous Alpha, and the one who practically forced me to marry that bitch.“I did not think it was anything important. Not for you, at least,” I answered, as calmly as I could.“How can this not be important? We are talking about your wife! The woman you married who gave birth to your son, and is my daughter-in-law,” he exclaimed in my head, making it pound from his voice echoing in my mind, as I gradually seethed from his demand. “While I cannot deny that she has done a terrible misdeed for someone of her position, I don’t recall that t
“Is she with you now?” I heard him ask just then, snapping me out of my rage. “She is with you, right?”“Who do you mean?” I questioned him.“I am certainly not talking about that Omega you keep seeing. And yes, I do know you have been seeing her, more than you should be working on your duties.” My face twitched from the way he referred to Ashley, and what he was insinuating of her.“Ashley is not a burden,” I mentally retorted. “She is only hurt and is trying to recover her strength in the slow natural way possible. She needs my help and support to get through her pain! But of course you wouldn’t know that, would you? Not when you never cared to get to know her for who she is now.”“I know enough about her to know that she will never be the Luna this pack needs. That she will remain being an obstacle between you and what you must do. But of course, I am not contacting you to speak of that. And clearly, there is no use in simply talking to you about your wife. Bring her to me.”I was
Susan's POVI woke up, feeling quite refreshed for the first time in years. No chills from the prison, a soft sensation right under me, warm covers over me. I don't think I even slept this well back when I was living in Duncan's mansion.I opened my eyes to the darkness of the guest room looming over me. Unlike back in prison, though, there was nothing to worry about in this darkness. I slowly sat up and stretched my arms, wincing a bit in pain. It did not take me long to remember of what happened yesterday, the pain I had to go through. Adding along the many stress and worries for Justin, I had completely forgotten about my injuries during that time. I am only thankful that the pain was not too bad, thanks to the meds and herbs I was treated with.'Once I have control over my wolf, things will be even better for me,' I thought, a smile forming on my face just thinking about it.I looked down at Justin, only to see him missing from the bed. Panic filled me when I saw him gone, and I q
Pularis's POVWe sat at the table for dinner. ‘We’ being me, Grandmother, Susan, and Justin. As we ate, I couldn’t help sneak some glances at Susan and her son, noticing again how close they were to one another, as any mother and son would.I hastily veered my eyes away, not wanting to get any unwanted attention for staring. Least not by Susan. She I most especially don’t want to offend.“So Susan. I assume you remember of our plans for later today,” Grandmother asked her, getting Susan’s attention, as she turned to her with a hopeful expression.“We’re really going to have that training after this?” she asked.“But of course. That was the plan we agreed upon, was it not? Don’t tell me you had been so exhausted to the point that you forgotten that in your sleep?”Grandmother was normally a harsh woman, not one to make any sort of jokes, even towards children. To hear her take that light tone towards Susan, it came as a surprise to me. A suprrise that I hid, as I kept my attention on m
I remember it like it was yesterday, back when we were juveniles. Back then, one can say that I was born different from my siblings, in an unwanted way. Because of that, not only were there some... 'conflicts' between me and my pack- family included- I was sent away to Grandmother. The only person who was indifferent to me. Treated me like she would anyone else. For the most part, at least. Until an incident occurred that made her want to move me away from the pack.Not something I want to go into detail with.Long story short, one thing led to another during the trip away from home, and I met... 'her'. She was just a little girl, frightened out of her mind. Honestly speaking, I found her more annoying than I do pitiful. And yet, for one reason or another... I couldn't just leave her. I was tempted to, as there were no benefits to helping some kid, who was not even from my pack, nor seemed to be part of an Alpha family, but I didn't. Not when it left me with a bad taste in my mouth.I
I was snapped back to reality when I reached my office, where I found a guest standing by my desk."Greetings, Alpha," Crystal greeted with a bow."At ease, Beta Crystal," I greeted back, walking to my desk, as she straightened herself back up. "I assume the message has been properly delivered back to headquarters?""Yes, Alpha. Although..."I turned to her with a raised brow at her hesitant tone. "Do we have a problem?""It's not that we have a problem, Alpha. I am only wondering why you care so much."I raised an unamused brow at the statement. "I don't see what is so confusing about me doing my job as a councilman. The sooner we get rid of this pack- of the Alpha who has smeared our title through mud- the better it will be for the rest of us. Or do you wish for me to spare that disgraceful Alpha? And in turn indirectly have all packs know that it was fine for their Alphas to be criminals deep down? For all Alphas to assume that it was perfectly fine for them to slack off on their du
Susan's POVAfter dinner, I went with Patricia to the backyard to do my training for my wolf. There was so much space back here, Justin was running about, having the time of his life. Originally, I had planned for him to stay in the mansion, as I did not know how the training would go, but Patricia assured me that there was nothing to fear for him to be nearby. Of course, as neither of us would be able to watch over Justin while we train, so Ayla was assigned to keep watch over him. She who, thankfully, seemed to have forgiven me for what I did to her last night.“Okay, Susan. Before we get started on our training, I want to ask some questions,” Patricia spoke.“Sure. What about?” I asked, wondering if the questions she would be asking would have anything to do with our training."To start, your wolf. Has it never awakened at all, or did it happen at one point that you don't seem to remember?"I became confused with the question she asked me. "Why would that be important?""Just answe
"I cannot believe how stupid the mutts in this pack are,” Patricia groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose in disappointment.I had just finished explaining my little story about my wolf’s awakening, and what happened after. Both in terms of the poison incident, and how I was unable to shift into my wolf form after that. Patricia was silent the whole time I was telling her my story, her expression unreadable. Halfway through the explanation, I was starting to think that she didn’t believe a word I said, until she finally spoke.“I have heard enough of how blind they are to not say or do anything more to question that Alpha of theirs. For them to go along with his claim about you on top of that without question? Even a pup would find something suspicious about this!” she exclaimed, her face looking quite frightening, as I shifted back a bit. Noticing my action, Patricia took in a breath to calm herself down. “Deep breaths, myself. It is not good for an old soul to get her blood boilin
Not long after he made the promise to make me pay, Duncan had me bound- hand behind my back- and dragged me straight to the car, driving me to some place. While he didn't say exactly where to, something told me it couldn't be anywhere good."You're just getting even more ridiculous by the second!" I exclaimed. "You say this is a punishment, but for what, exactly? For saying things as they are? As if you aren't irresponsible enough!""Silence!" Duncan shouted. "I have had enough of all that nonsense coming out of that mouth!""My nonsense? Well, isn't that rich, coming from you," I retorted.My words seemed to have struck hard on him, for I could feel a sudden boost in the speed, pushing me back in my seat.A little while into the ride, as I looked out the window, I noticed a familiar scenery, and realized where we’re going. Dread filled me upon the realization.‘Don’t tell me…’ I thought. ‘Is he really going to kill me? Dump me in with my adopted parents?’The route to the cemetery… I
Days passed since my chat with Pularis and Patricia. And if I may say…“How many times must it be told until you get it in that stupid head of yours?!”Nothing has changed. No improvements, no news or updates, nothing. Just more abuse by the hands of one Duncan, who for example was currently dumping hot stew all over me in the dining room. Stew, that was made by the head chef, for lunch. Sometimes, his little entourage- aka Dylan, Ashley, and lesser times Spencer lately- would occasionally jump in whenever they can to get in on the ‘fun’, much to my annoyance and dismay. In fact, his son and soon-to-be new wife were both watching now from the dining table. Enjoying every bit of my silent suffering.“I had told you plenty of times already! Ashley can’t handle hot stuff! And yet, what the hell do you think you’re feeding her?! You’re having fun mocking her for her frail state, aren’t you? The state you put her in!” Duncan demanded.I glared at him, having it up to here with his immaturi
I didn't know how many times I had thought Duncan wouldn't surprise me anymore with his nonsense, and I didn't know how many times I was proven wrong. That mindset of his? It went way past the level of 'crazy'. As much as I wanted to even push him off me, slap him silly, with how hard he was pressing his foot against my heart and lung, I found it difficult to breathe. My difficulty to breathe started to affect my overall condition, as I tried to push against him, only to feel something else instead. Something painful. I refused to let it show, though. Refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me hurt, and continued to glare at him. Thankfully, he only scoffed at me in disgust, and finally moved his foot away from me, giving me yet another kick to the ribs."Hmph... Worthless," he huffed, taking his leave. "You won't keep that act up for long. I'll see to it that you pay for everything."With that, he left the attic, to my slight relief. One that turned into frustration. Towards
My eyes widened when I heard those words from Pularis. A response came from his peers? Now?!“W-What did they say?!” I questioned, shooting up to a sitting position.“Classified.”All hope I had was brought down when he gave that response, confusion filling me. “What do you mean ‘classified’?”“Exactly as I mean it. You are not a member of the Council in any way. Even if this investigation involves you somehow, you are not under any obligation to know of the progress. I had been nice enough to inform you of what we do and how progress went, but from here onwards, outsiders like you are not to know of what happens next. Especially not when said outsider is close to the person in question. I’m sorry.”I opened my mouth, trying to reason with him to let me know what was said, but I knew he was right. Even Alphas and Lunas are not to give away any classified information to others so easily. Whether they are connected to the people in question or not. Not only that, but given how I had hid
Days passed since my divorce with Duncan, and my new life as his slave began. And as to be expected…“You damn slut! Are you trying to hurt her more?!” … It was absolute hell, as Duncan punched me in the face and knocked me down, as well as tossed a mug of hot coffee at me. The mug broke on contact, leaving me with a few light scratches, drenched in the scalding hot beverage, in which I bit back a pained hiss for.“I only gave her what she wanted, and she said she wanted freshly brewed coffee,” I explained, holding back my rage against him.Sadly, my retort did nothing to appease him. Not that I planned on it, as he kicked me down. “You dare talk back to me?! With something as hot as that, you’d scald any dog’s taste buds right out of them!” he scolded. “Moreover, you gave her the coffee black! You should know how she takes her coffee by now, you stupid, outrageous dog!”I clenched my hands in rage at his shout, my blood boiling with each scolds and insults he dared to hit me with. Ju
"What did you say?!" I flinched at Pularis’s gasp, after I had told him what happened earlier, and my real reason in attending this meeting. “Your new circumstance aside, your reason for meeting with Dingo is very different from what you claimed earlier. And I know you were telling the truth back then.”“I know. And I’m sorry I hid my true intentions from you,” I apologized. “I was just hoping that he would be on my side.”“Because you thought his reason for not visiting you is similar to your friend’s case? From what she has told me, she didn’t know what became of you the past four years. Much less the day you were unjustly arrested.”I sighed as I recalled when I saw Caitlyn again back in the hospital, where I met Pularis. “She never was one for politics,” I mentally pointed out. “Would it matter?” Pularis countered. “Last I recall, you are not just that disgraceful Alpha’s wife; you are the pack’s Luna. Such news would have gotten out, especially if the father really did treasure
Six months… I have six months left to live in this cruel world. Maybe not even at this point.This was revealed to me before I found out about Dylan. After I woke up, returned to the real world from that mental trip in the Spirit World and reconciled with my wolf, my body felt unbelievable weak and painful. At first, I had thought it was some kind of additional side effect to taking that trip, in which Patricia confirmed that it was anything but. That I shouldn’t be feeling any sort of pain after I reconnected with my wolf, much less visit the Spirit World. Concerned that this could be caused by something else, she informed Pularis, who contacted the hospital to send a doctor to the mansion to give me a thorough check up. At first, I was confused why he didn’t just have me sent there for the check up, when he reasoned that it was safer having the checkup done at his place, in case if Duncan or anyone on his side sees me at the hospital. A risk I also didn’t want to take.After waitin
That night, I lied on the floor of the attic. Not on a bed, or even in the guest room. Not even given a comforter of any kind to sleep through the night peacefully. Or as peacefully as possible. ‘How could this have happened?’ I wondered.Now that it became apparent and known that Dylan was not my son, so to say, both Dingo and Lorelei insisted Duncan and I get divorced. Well, Lorelei was insisting on it, as well as insisted that Duncan should marry Ashley. Pass the Luna title to a ‘more fitting werewolf’. Dingo only suggested that I break things off with Duncan, as there was no further reason for me to remain in the family. Nothing more than that. No thanks for helping out around the pack, no apologies for having to deal with all the pain his son had put me through, nothing else. Not even offer me a safe leave from the pack. Why, he didn’t even object to Duncan’s demand of making a slave out of me. If anything, he seemed disappointed when he told me to get a divorce with his son. Fo
I paled more at this revelation. “You… what?” I breathed out, unable to process the words. “You swapped my child with Ashley’s?! How?! She wasn’t even in the pack at the time!”“Not to public knowledge,” Duncan answered. “Me and Ashley? We reunited just before meeting you. And when it was found out that you were pregnant with my child, Ashley was devastated. I had told her that I had no intention of truly loving you, as Father intended it, and made up for letting my guard down that night. For letting some loose dog get the jump on me. You have no idea how happy I was to learn that she had gotten pregnant after that. And then it hit me. I have children between two different women. One who is nothing more than a bitch, and the other the love of my life. Father wants me to marry the one who has his grandchild. Yet, no matter what I say or do, he will never agree to my marriage with Ashley. So how about the next best thing? Drop your child, and keep Ashley’s. Have Father Dearest bond with