Destiny

Chapter 8

Love is in every emotion

Yet, it is overlooked.

Nina

I growled at my phone ringing at...

It's three at night.

Why is the sister of Justice calling me?

I answered the call covering my face on the pillow.

" Nina?" She called out and I responded with a snort.

" Why did you force Krish into submitting to you?" She accused believing someone's else words without asking me.

" I didn't force him," I yawned cutting the call so I could go back to sleep.

Yet, she called again.

" Why did cut the call?" She barked sending pain to my ear and my brain breaking my sleepiness.

" So I could sleep. It's three at night, " I barked cutting the call again.

Throwing my head back to the pillow, I close my eyes so my dream can continue. But it didn't start, changing my position into a comfortable one. It didn't help.

My phone rings again.

I will block her after this.

" Speak," I barked.

" Are you going to therapy?" She asked with anger in her voice. She must be curling her fingers.

" No," I muttered and was about to cut when she mentioned Amma.

" What about Amma? " I question knowing well what she is doing.

" I will tell Amma," She repeated her words with confidence.

" Tell her then she will call me back to her. And I will go back without completing the mission," I muttered hearing a growling noise.

" You need therapy, Nina. Can't you understand it's for your own good?" She shouted making me flinched. I hated it.

" I don't need therapy," I shouted back cutting her call. Blocking her this time.

Flipping my phone on the bed, I rubbed my face. Because there is no way, I could sleep now.

Thank you, sister of justice.

"We care for you, Nina," Amma spoke caressing my hair.

" If it's not us then who will take care of you," Papa spoke next kissing my head.

I could feel their touch.

Distract. Distract..Distract...

Should I keep the mafia boss young like the rest of the writers do? Or the mafia boss is a middle-aged man.

Maybe that's why, he wanted to play around the main female character. Because of stealing from him, she bruised his old male ego.

Or he had an attraction towards her young beauty. Because after forty men go naughty.

But what about his family? Because a single forty-something mafia boss doesn't sound right to me.

I have to think about his family dynamic now.

Wait, what about the main female character's family dynamic?

I growled followed by my stomach growling. I got out of bed changing my clothes. There is no way I go out of the room with my pyjama. They belong inside the room only.

Looking at the white kitchen cabin, I couldn't help but think where snacks could be. Plus, the whole kitchen smells of 3Ps deepening my frown.

" Maybe, the most smelled cabin have snacks," Eve barked in hunger.

I followed her words, sniffing the most smelled cabin. Opening the cabin, the clear jars had biscuits, sweet bars and spicy snacks inside them.

Taking a jar full of spicy snacks, I went to the dining table to eat.

As I eat the first bite, the flavour of the snack is different. It's nothing like I had before. Where did they bring this?

Papa would have loved this.

My phone rings bringing me to the present. I answered the call noticing the jar was half empty.

It's Kush, the good cop.

" You are not pissed anymore?" I asked directly licking my fingers.

" I wasn't pissed in the first place," He muttered.

" Why aren't you going to therapy?" He questioned, It looked like the sister of Justice talked to him.

" He isn't human," I answered closing the jar and walking to the kitchen.

" But according to the report, he is," He believed me, unlike bad cop and sister of justice.

Keeping the jar back to the cabin, I responded,

" He is hiding his true nature,"

" I will look into this matter," The good cop has taken his duty.

" Okay... So how's the scene with your mate?" I asked leaning back to the counter.

" You were right. She isn't the one even though she is my soul mate," Khush answered making me have a victory smirk on my face.

" Technically, you have two mates out there. Rejecting one doesn't mean you will be alone," I muttered receiving a snort from him.

" Do you love her?" I question straightening up before walking to the fridge.

" No," He muttered as I leaned down to find something else to eat.

" Better reject her before your heart falls in love," I suggested.

" What's the matter with Luv?" I question after a while of silence.

" why don't you ask from him?" He chuckled.

" You know very well he won't spill a bean," I muttered seeing a box of ice cream.

As I placed the ice cream box on the counter, I yawned. My sleep is coming back so I kept the ice cream box back in the fridge.

" Aren't you sleeping?" I asked yawning again.

" No, I'm working with the council on the matter of the packs which pledge their loyalty to Disha," He answered.

What's the work?

" Okay, I'm sleepy now. Bye," I said before cutting the call.

I walked towards my room when I heard a singing voice coming from 3Ps' room.

Is he singing at four in the morning?

Good thing his voice can't be heard in my room. I could have shot fireballs or electric shock him.

Closing my door, I smiled at the silence and quickly changed into my pyjama. Then I jumped onto my bed making myself comfortable to sleep again. Without any interference this time.

I could feel my brain falling into sleep.

Then my door knocked.

I closed my eyes but the door knocked again.

With anger, I open the door. He looked scared at me.

" What happened?" I barked as my sleepiness went away.

" Did you eat the snacks?" He stammered.

" So what if I ate the snack, Ansh?" I growled at him making him step back in fear.

" No, it's just it was...,"

I barked at him again,

" I don't care,"

He flinched bowing down and apologizing.

" What's happening here?" 3P's poked his nose coming towards us.

I shut my door loudly. Leaning back on the door, I rub my forehead.

" I asked if she had the snacks you made for your sisters," Ansh mumbled in fear.

I leaned my ear to the door listening to their conversation.

" It's fine... She doesn't look like a morning bird," 3P's muttered a disappointment in his voice.

Why am I detecting emotions in his voice?

Or why am I hearing their conversation?

I went to bed praying to fall asleep.