Chapter 4
842 Words
Brielle
I had no time to admire how beautiful the room was because as soon as Cole took his leave, maids made their way in.
They pounced on meand scrubbed every inch of my body in preparation for my dinner with the Queen. Unlike every other time, my wolf wasn’t settled about this. She felt it was going to go horribly wrong. For once we agree.
I mean, how would it go well if Zadyre was sitting just opposite me on the dinner table?
Oh, moon Goddess help me, give me patience.
Dressed in a green regal dinner dress and my hair done, I was led to th dinner room where I believed everyone waited judging from the power aura the room emitted. I swallowed sharply, then stepped into the dining area.
At the head of the table, the queen sat. Now I could see where Zadyre got his eyes, hair and composure from. Her icy eyes turned to me, and I felt them bore into my soul.
They stayed on me, as though peeling me layer by layer to see the things I had hidden. She had no expression on her face, leaving me to guess what she was thinking. I couldn’t.
Zadyre and another man who looked as old as my father sat on either sides of her, and Cole sat beside Zaydre, smiling at me.
I turned back to the queen then bowed, “Your highness.” I could feel her eyes access me and my skin prickled with fear. She hated me already. I could feel it.
The silence rang in my ear as her gaze burned through my bowed head, and I swallowed steadily, praying to the moon goddess who never answered my prayers to answer at least once.
I felt the ice in her voice before I heard it.
“Two days to make your choice and you still picked this.” Her icy voice prickled down my skin as soon as those words left her lips. Dread settled in the pit of my stomach. She hated me. Now I could see where the arrogance stemmed from.
Zadyre said nothing, and I could hear the sound of my heart beating. My wolf was awfully quiet, and I hoped it wasn’t obvious how nervous I felt.
She looked at me in disgust and I lowered my gaze to the floor, begging for it to swallow me up.
“Tomorrow, you would go back and pick another girl.” She declared and I felt my eyes sting with tears. Was I really as undesirable as my sisters said? And if I did return home, the punishment would be worse this time. Maybe, this time, they might…
I cannot go back.
I would run away before they make me go back. I rather take my chances with the rogues than go back to that house.
“I have made my choice mother.” Zadyre replied and the tension in the room tripled as they both glared at each other, neither backing down.
“Shes too weak to be queen.” The queen bit out and I swallowed at the sheer honesty in her voice.
“Then make her strong. Isnt that your responsibility?” Zadyre bit out back and I screamed at him to stop talking.
The queen stared at him, hard. The sound of laughter pierced through the heavy silence. The queen laughed so loudly, it sent chills down my skin.
She then stopped, usingher handkerchief to clean her eyes.
“You forget your place Zadyre.” She smirked at him, and he adverted his eyes.
The dread in my belly intensified as she got up from her seat and walked towards me like a predator to a prey.
I held my breathas she stopped right in front of me. My gaze was lowered until I felt her clawed hand hold my chin, raising my head to look her in the eye.
She was frightenly beautiful, but that wasn’t what I was focused on. The coldnesss in her eyes put my wolf in a panic frenzy.
I swallowed for the hundredth time.
“Weakling.” She spat, pushing me so hard I hit my back on the edge of the table.
I bit my lip, not wanting to prove her right by yelling in pain although I could feel a bruise coming.
She sneered at me, “You are nothing.”
She walked towards me, lowering her face to mine. I felt her hot breath and I braced myself for the next attack, but none came.
“You would never be Queen.” She said, maliciously. Then she turned on her heels, walking out of the dining room.
I felt the tears stream down my face. I had to run away. She hated me,and by tomorrow I would be back in that hell hole or worse. I could be dead.
Ignoring Cole’s calls I ran into my room to pack the things I needed. I don’t care if I don’t survive out there. But I had to leave.
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