Blackheart

.VIII.

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We sat waiting for him to arrive.

“He doesn’t want me, Mom! And neither does Atto!”

“Hush, child! You will be Atto’s Luna! That mutt has no right to reject you!”

“Mom, give it a rest. Zaria lost the Battle for Mating Rights, and Alpha Atto has all rights. Ororo is his fated mate.” Rebecca said as she sat on the crates away from her mother and sister.

“You shut your mouth!” she yelled at her. “Your sister will be an alpha’s luna!” Zaria looked down at the floor to avoid her mother seeing her cry. Rebecca looked on and shook her head, feeling sorry for her older sister.

“So, you finally decided to show your face, huh, Helion,” she said

“Hello, Zion,” said the figure coming from the shadows.

“Why reject my daughter? Why not accept Zaria as your Dark Luna? Forget that w***e of a she-wolf.” she said, earning a growl from me.

“You watch your mouth, mutt! That she-wolf is my mate and queen.” I growled. “Okay. You want the girl, but what I don’t understand is why. Why her and not Zaria, who is your fated mate?” she replied.

“Okay, I shall humor you for a few minutes.” I replied, “It’s because you are power-hungry, and she knows nothing of boundaries and has no limit. Your son has no sense of morality, and your last child seems to be the only one with a brain of her own, tho she supports her big sister with undying love. Shall I continue?” She looks at me, glaring daggers and seething with anger. Rebecca looks on from her seat up on top of the crates in the far corner, tho she seems utterly uninterested, there is pity and sorrow in her eyes as she looks at Zaria.

“I can’t take this anymore!” Zaria says as she bursts into tears, collapsing on the floor, Rebecca jumps down and rushes to her side, “I was rejected by my mate, but he wants to keep me as his concubine and I was rejected by the man I wanted as my chosen mate, tried to get him back by challenging his mate to a mating rights battle and still lost! I’m the absolute worst possible mate, daughter, and sister in existence!” she wailed into Rebecca’s shoulder. Rebecca pats her back and consoles her with kind words and praises. She then raises, Zaria still on her shoulder, and lifts Zaria off the floor as her legs gave away beneath her body. I laugh maniacally as Zaria is carried out of the room by her sister and turns to her mother, my eyes becoming dark with anger,

“Either you get me the girl, or you die and I make Zaria’s life even more painful than it already is, I know she can feel it when I f**k with the she-wolves that come to my bed at night, and I know how it cripples her. She is not fit to be my queen. Get me the girl, or Zachary dies.”

“You leave my baby alone!” she yelled at me as I blended back into the shadows of the dark room. She screamed into the darkness, unaware that she was being watched.

“That Helion! Who does he think he is!?” she yelled