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“I command you as your Princess to come back here right now,” Mitena said with anger. Since she came to the pack, she had not once raised her voice at anyone, just so that she would not be seen as arrogant or overbearing, but that was her past life. In her new life, she was going to raise her voice for anyone who needed it.
Keme instantly stopped, he turned around to face Mitena with a cold look in his eyes. He didn't bother to hide his hatred and his annoyance. He didn't bother to hide the fact that he wished he could hurt her at that moment.
He continued glaring at her as he returned to his former position in front of her. He stood by the slave but not for once did he stop glaring at her.
“I still think it is the best idea to tell the Alpha and your mate about this. I am only trying to keep my head out of trouble,” Keme said still glaring.
Mitena laughed bitterly. The anger in her gait and eyes was very evident. She was just clearly seeing how little the pack members thought of her. She was a princess and she didn't deserve that type of treatment from commoners like them.
“You dare stand there and glare at me? What madness is this? What type of attitude is this? I am the princess of this kingdom and your future Luna. Do you need to be taught how to respect your princess and your future Luna?” Mitena was livid, so she spoke in her top of her voice.
Keme must have realized the damage he had done because Mitena's behavior totally surprised him.
In her past life, if Keme had glared at her like that she would have just apologized and gone her way. Keme knew he had to proceed with caution.
“I am sorry my princess. I was only trying to protect your interests. I know that pack members will talk if they realize that you chose to have a personal male slave,” Keme said with his head and gaze lowered.
“That is none of your business. Now do as you are told,” Mitena hissed with her eyes drilling a hole in Keme's lowered head.
“Yes, my princess,” Keme said with his gaze still lowered, but he was not happy to do it. He still wished he could defy the order.
Keme went ahead to shrug off his coat and went near to the slave who had staggered to his feet. The slave's gaze was lowered, but the moment Keme approached him to drape the coat on him, he dodged it, and Keme almost fell, but he quickly righted himself.
Keme’s gaze burned with anger and hatred for the slave as he righted himself and glared at him. The slave too glared stubbornly at Keme, not for once backing down.
“You stupid slave, how dare you try to make me fall,” Keme boomed with anger as he picked his previously discarded whip to beat the slave.
“If you dare touch him, I will have you skinned alive,” Mitena glared at Keme's raised hand.
Keme angrily dropped the whip as he glared at both the slave and Mitena, but he dared not let his gaze stay too long on Mitena.
“Hand me the coat,” Mitena said to Keme. Keme handed the coat to her and she approached the slave unhurriedly.
“I just hope he doesn't lurch at you,” Keme grumbled under his breath.
Mitena approached the slave carefully with a gentle smile on her face to replace the harsh look she had on earlier.
“What is your name?” She asked but the slave only stared at her and said nothing.
“He is as stubborn as a mule,” Keme said but Mitena paid him no mind.
“I know you don't know me, and you are probably scared, but I am not going to hurt you. I only want to help you. You need to get your wound checked. I will take you to the pack doctor so that he can have a look at your wounds,” Mitena said in a gentle voice.
She had to lower her voice so that she wouldn't sound harsh or unfriendly. The slave was probably scared witless already and she didn't want to spook him further.
To Mitena's relief, the slave took the coat from her and placed it over his shoulders to cover his body.
“Follow me,” Mitena said to the slave and he nodded and followed her.
“You are really not doing this right?” Keme asked bewildered.
“I think you should mind your business and make yourself more useful around the pack. Don't you think Beta?” Mitena said before turning away to lead the wolf to the pack hospital.
He was bloodied and full of wounds on his body, so Mitena walked side by side with him just in case he might need help to walk, but he surprised her by walking on his own without her aid.
On the way to the hospital, they met pack members on the way and they soon began to gossip. Some stood there and waited for them to pass them so they could clearly see and confirm that it was really the princess and future Luna of their pack who was escorting a slave.
“I can't believe this. Why is the Princess escorting a slave? This is a disgrace to the throne,” a female said to another as they walked past them. They were just right behind them and the women knew that Mitena could hear them.
In her previous life, Mitena would have pretended not to hear them and just continue walking but the new Mitena would not do that. She turned back to stare at the females. She intentionally made sure that her aura consumed them.
The women turned away and walked briskly away from there as they felt the intensity of Mitena's gaze on them. Mitena hissed in anger as the females walked away as if there was something coming after them.
All the way to the hospital, Mitena kept meeting pack members on the way who thought they had an idea about the matter. She treated them the exact way she treated the first set of nosy females.
When she and the slave arrived at the pack hospital, glances came their way but Mitena was less concerned.
“Where is the doctor?” Mitena asked one of the attention nurses who was staring at her with surprise written all over her face.
“He is in his office,” the nurse stammered.
“Lead me there,” Mitena said arrogantly.
“Yes my Princess,” The nurse quickly led Mitena to the doctor's office.
The nurse knocked once before opening the door. The doctor was smiling as the door opened but the smile wiped off his face when he saw Mitena standing by the slave.
“My Princess, what are you doing here with a slave?” The doctor asked.
Mitena was unbothered about the doctor's tone. She simply placed a hand on the slave's arm while looking at the doctor with a condescending look on her face.
“Actually, I am here to tell you to treat his wounds,” Mitena said, then left the doctor, the slave, and the nurse standing while she took her seat at the doctor's table.
“My Princess but I …” The doctor started but Mitena cut him off.
“Are you saying you cannot follow my orders?” Mitena asked raising a brow.
“No, my Princess. I will get on it immediately,” the doctor said, but he was obviously not happy with it, but Mitena didn't give a damn.
“Good. Then get started. I don't have all day,” Mitena said.
“Sit here please,” the doctor said to the slave. The slave sat on the examination table and took the coat off. The doctor asked the nurse to get some things to disinfect the wound.
Mitena hissed when she saw the wounds. Why would anyone subject another person to that type of torture?
The nurse returned with the disinfectant and the doctor got to work. The slave hissed as the disinfectant stung his wounds.
Neither the nurse nor the doctor was happy about treating the slave. They kept grumbling under their breath, but they dared not say those words out loud.
Mitena smiled wickedly. She was suddenly enjoying the new her. In her previous life, she had kept a tight leash on her anger and temperament so that she didn't put her husband in a difficult position, but she no longer cares. Her husband had betrayed her and she was going to get everything back from them- every resource, every fund. Above all, they were going to enjoy what they had always painted her as.
She just couldn't wait to discuss her plan of revenge against her husband, his family, and the entire pack with her parents. She smiled again more wickedly. They had created a monster and they will feel the wrath.
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