Chapter 1 Maybe Death Was Easy
Penelope's POV
I fidgeted with my hands as I stood in front of the mirror while my maid worked on my dresses. I never thought I was going to be this nervous for something but here I am fearing that my wedding dress was not going to fit even though I have tried it on at different times.
“My lady, this is beautiful,” my maid complimented, and I smiled into the mirror knowing that she wasn't pulling my legs.
I was really looking beautiful!
“I think I am the most beautiful bride I have ever seen,” I complimented myself, and they all burst into laughter hearing my words.
Yes, today is my wedding day, and I am getting married to my mate who is the Alpha of the Red Sea Pack. We met each other when I went to a function with my father, who always takes it upon himself to see that I socialize and the meeting was fast forwarded to this.
“My lady, Alpha Brandon asked to see you,” one of my maids said, and I was surprised wondering why he wanted to see in some minutes before the wedding, but I took an excuse and went searching for him.
I got into his room, and I was surprised to find the room empty, but I noticed a note on the table that said he left quickly because my father called and that I should wait for him.
I looked at the drink on the table, and I decided to help myself to it since I was thirsty, and I had to wait for him.
“Maybe he wants me to get in the mood first,” I cooed, and a giggle escaped my mouth as I walked towards the table and poured myself a drink.
“Why does this taste different,” I mumbled, but I suddenly felt weird within the blink of an eye, I felt my tongue become numb and I could not form a word.
“Wh... I…” I was talking, but I struggled to say a word and I immediately stood up to call for help, only for me to fall to the floor.
My breathing felt constricted, and my eyes turned misty as I gasped for breath and I hoped someone would come to my rescue and the moon goddess answered my prayers as I saw a pair of legs and I decided to call for help.
“Help…” I mumbled, but I heard mocking laughter instead, and I raised my head to see who, but I was surprised to see my mate and my stepsister hand in hand.
“Looks like the poison is acting up,” Bianca, my step-sister says, and my eyes widen realizing what I just consumed.
It was a poisoned drink in my mate's room, is that a coincidence, but I was shocked when I found my stepsister pouring cold water on me which made my stiff body more painful.
I groaned in pain as my stepsister kicked my stomach as she burst into laughter going back into Brandon's embrace and my heart stings seeing them like that.
The pain from the poison was different from how my heart was hurting badly, and I decided to talk even though it was hard.
I wanted to ask them about the betrayal. Why did they have to betray me when I have been nothing but nice to them?
“Why…why are you doing this?” I asked with so much difficulty and I felt the poison burning my stomach even more and I wondered if I should even bother with asking, I feared their answer might hurt me even more.
“Are you still asking that absurd question? It's really like you are still curious even at the moment of death, but we are going to tell you anyway, my love and I are generous,” my stepsister says as she clung to Brandon's arms.
“It's because I hate your gut…you are completely useless and have I mentioned that you are weak, how could that kind of person be my mate, it was true that I wanted to be acquaintance with your father, but I never thought that his weak daughter was going to be my mate, but thankfully I was compensated,” he said, and I was surprised by how he could be so prude.
He hated me all this time but still tolerated me. Maybe they were both waiting for a day like today. A day to kill me off without having to worry about anything.
“The poison we gave you was going to make you numb for some time, but you will be able to say a few words soon, but I will implore you to say your farewell because after that…that's the end,” Bianca says waving at me, and it was just as she said I could feel my tongue felt light and fear gripped me, but my tongue was the only thing that was not numb my body is still not moveable.
I would rather not accept this, I refused to succumb to death. Memories of my losses and the cruel words of my tormentors, my stepsister, and my mate, echo in my ears, and I wish she could be given a chance to redeem her mistake.
“We are going to leave you to it,” they say and they both chuckle looking at my pathetic state.
“I cursed you both!” I yelled after them as I watched them leave the room, but I knew that I was going to need more than a curse.
“I don't need much…I just want to correct my mistakes,” I muttered slowly under my breath as I felt my eyes closing slowly welcoming darkness and I desperately wished that my wish was going to be granted. I wanted to seek revenge on those people and make them pay.
Not only that, but I just wanted to be reborn and even this injustice, and I hoped that the moon goddess was going to grant me that…but was she going to grant me…that was the last thought on my mind as I felt the lady bit of consciousness jerked away from me.
Maybe dying was this easy.
