Two days passed and I was finally discharged from the hospital. I begged Dr. Froebel to keep the information about my dormant wolf as a secret, which he agreed to.
A convoy of black sedans pulled up at the hospital and escorted me back to the palace. Getting into the palace’s great hall, I heard snickers, followed by loud giggling sounds and my stomach churned in anger.
My jaw hung low when I walked in and met Linda seated comfortably on my throne seat, her hands linked with Alex's as they discussed heartily.
“Alex!” I shouted, unable to contain the volcano of rage within me.
“Oh, Camille, you're back?” Alex said casually, ignoring my outburst. “Dr. Froebel told me that you sustained minor scratches. Do you feel better now?”
My face scrunched in disgust at Alex's audacity. “I stayed at the hospital for three days and you didn't care to come visit your wife? Are you really this heartless and shameless? Or has this whore bewitched your thinking that you no longer have a sense of your own!”
“Camille, don't you dare refer to Linda as a whore!” Alex fired back, standing up from the throne, and walking menacingly towards me. “Linda came down with a cold yesterday and I couldn't leave her. She's a guest and should be treated as such!”
“And I am a maid, huh?” I glared at Alex daringly. “And you scheming whore, don't you have an iota of shame? Leaving your husband and pack?”
“Camille, what have I done to you to deserve such harsh words,” Linda sniffed, faking an innocent look and blinking erratically till a drop of tears rolled down her face.
“Linda stop crying,” Alex turned, hugging Linda tightly— a mocking smile suddenly replacing her innocent mask.
“Just reject me, if you're going to be this shameless,” I muttered under my breath as a fresh wave of pain hit my core. Dabbing my reddened eyes, I turned and fled up the flight of stairs.
I was done with putting up with the hurt and betrayal. Alex is never going to love me again now that Linda is back in his life. I have lost everything. My mate. My wolf. My Luna position.
But there's one thing that I can't stand to lose— my pack.
Retrieving my phone from my pocket, I dialed my best friend's number. On the third ring, she picked the call, her familiar voice soothing my frayed nerves.
“Hey, Camille,” Kendra's voice squealed gleefully over the receiver. “It's been like ages since I heard from you, girl.”
“Kendra,” I began, skipping the pleasantries. “Can you set up an appointment with your brother for me? I want to meet with Alpha Kennedy.”
“What?!”
“Are you being serious right now?” Kendra exclaimed. I had to tilt the phone away from my ears to avoid my ear drums bursting open.
“Yes, I want to sever my mate's bond with Alex.” My resolve grew even stronger as I bared my broken heart to my best friend.
“Are you sure about this?” Kendra asked for the umpteenth time.
“Yes. Alpha Kennedy is the Lycan King and the only one powerful enough to save my pack from Alex's grip.”
“Alright, I'll talk to him about it and give you feedback.” Kendra replied and the line went dead.
I knew I was threading on a dangerous path, but desperate situations called for desperate solutions. Alpha Kennedy is the Lycan King of the seven packs in North Wales and he has quite a reputation for being a notorious playboy. He was ruthless and detached, but his delicate and handsome features made up for his terrible personality. He was like a walking god amongst men and most women would kill for a silver of his attention.
If only I could get to have a meeting with him and tell him about my petition to separate the Blood moon pack from Vandi pack, then I can sever the mate bond I have with Alex.
I spent the rest of the day drafting my thoughts into words. Alpha Kennedy is renowned for his terrible temper and I wouldn't want to waste his time, so I decided to write down my petition.
The sun was beginning to sink beneath the horizon when the loud ringing of my phone distracted me from my thoughts. It was Kendra calling.
“Hey, girl, how are you feeling now?” Her warm voice filled my ear.
“Worse,” I mumbled. “Alex hasn't even been to our room ever since Linda showed up. He's not even cared to check up on me ever since I came back from the hospital.”
“That scheming bitch,” Kendra seethed. “She's definitely up to something evil.”
“I don't care anymore,” I sighed, walking towards the window and staring down at the perfectly manicured garden. “I just want my pack and then I can sever the mate bond with Alex.”
“Yes, about that… Alpha Kennedy agreed to meet with you in the next two days.”
My eyes bulged in surprise and my jaw dropped. “No way!”
“I know right,” Kendra chuckled. “I found it surprising too. Well, according to the Lycan King, he'd be visiting Vandi pack for his annual pack tour, so I guess that's your best shot to meet with him.”
“Oh, thank you so much,” I squealed and Kendra hung up. My excitement knew no bounds as I skittered into the bathroom to freshen up.
As soon as I was done, a soft knock rapped on the door. It was Wendy, my maidservant.
“Good evening, my lady, dinner is served in the royal dining,” she curtsied.
“I'm not coming,” I replied flatly, swiping through my social media.
Wendy simply nodded, bowed slightly and walked out of the room. Frustration and hunger gnawed at my intestines, making my stomach growl. The thought of seeing Linda and Alex at the dining table caused a rush of anger to boil in my throat.
After a minute of contemplation, I decided to head down to the dining table and true to my suspicions, Linda sat at the side of the table where I usually sat during meals. Alex was so engrossed with wiping Linda's lips that he didn't register my presence till I coughed.
“Camille, how are you feeling now?” Linda cooed, smiling at me.
I simply eyed her narrowly and took a seat across the table. I promised myself that I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me hurt.
“She's asking you a question, Camille, don't be so brash on the poor girl,” Alex's voice boomed.
“And am I obligated to answer her?” I fired back. And then turning to Linda, I said, “I am the Luna of Vandi pack and you must address me as such.”
Linda's face scrunched into a scowl and she stabbed the pork rib on her plate with so much force that the sauce splashed recklessly on the dining table.
“Linda, don't mind Camille,” Alex cooed, placing his hand over Linda's in a comforting manner.
Anger spilled over my body, and I bit down hard on the sausage so much that I drew blood from my inner lips.
Turning to me, Alex shot deadly looks at my direction. “Camille, can't you be nice to Linda? Talking harshly is bad for the baby.”
I felt like a punch was thrown to my gut and I choked on my food. My eyes bulged in shock. “What… What baby?”
A smirk plastered across Linda's face as she rubbed her tummy. “Luna Camille,” she began, her voice dripping with mockery. “I am pregnant with the Alpha's pup.”
I scoffed, unbelief tugging in my heart as I dragged my gaze to meet Alex’s, but he seemed to be avoiding my eyes. “That's not true. There's no way you're pregnant for the Alpha overnight.”
Linda let out a voracious laughter, her voice mocking all my feeble attempts to refute her claim. “Don't be naive, Camille. All it takes is one sexual intercourse to get pregnant.”
My eyes rested on Alex's, silent tears pooling in my orbs— begging him to tell me that whatever Linda was spouting was a big lie. But my world crumbled to nothing when Alex simply shrugged and said, “Well, Camille, what Linda said is true. She is pregnant with my pup and you should accord her some respect.”
