Chapter Three
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KAYLA.
"Why Dad?" I yelled, as I barged into his study without caring to knock. He looked startled as he raised his head up from whatever document he was studying, to glance at me.
"What is the meaning of this Kayla?" He demanded, his eyes turning red in anger.
"Couldn't you knock?"
I ignored his questions, glaring at him as tears welled in my eyes, threatening to spill.
"Of all people, Dad? " I began, sniffling and he arched his eyeballs at me in confusion.
"You got me engaged to that brute? That monstrous, rogue Alpha?" I yelled angrily, clenching my fists before gritting my teeth in pain.
A look of realization crossed his face as he nodded his head.
"Oh that!" He exclaimed nonchalantly and I staggered back, my breath hitching. How could he be so indifferent?
"How did you find out, was about breaking the news to you tonight at dinner" He said and I clenched my fists, struggling to control my fury, speechless at how nonchalant he was.
I thought I was supposed to be the Alpha queen, why the marriage?
"Are you even listening to me?" I yelled, and Dad just stared at me blankly, looking as if he was fighting a yawn.
"I get you want to find the right husband for me, but not to Calvin Jones, not to that callous brute who has no freaking respect for women." I screamed right into his face, and his growl told me I had struck a nerve.
"Now hold it, I am doing all this to save the family and your....." He tried saying but I cut in with a laugh, letting my tears fall this time.
"You disgust me." I spat out, banging the door hard and feeling loath build up in me. My father gasped, all colors draining out of his face at my words, before I turned to leave.
"Kayla, Kayla." He called me but I ignored. Now I wish I didn't. Deep into the corridor, I remembered I forgot my favorite comb in Dad's office.
I was combing my hair when I overheard Dad's Beta who was passing along my corridor discussing my possible marriage so I barged into Dad's office to confirm if it was true and discovered sadly it was.
'How could he?' I thought, feeling my heart clench in pain as I burst into the study without knocking again and.....
"Father" I gasped, feeling my legs go numb, my hands shaking and my lips quivering at the unbelievable sight right In front of me.
My father was lying in his own pool of blood, a knife sticking out of his chest. The metallic scent of blood engulfed me, the air ominous.
Shock paralyzed me. My father wasn't just dead, he had been murdered, right here in his own palace.
Despite my trembling legs and widening eyes, I forced myself to move towards my father. Kneeling beside him, my heart shattered as tears blurred my vision.
'Didn't I just leave now, how did this happen, did father kill himself?' multiple thoughts I had no answers for ran through my mind.
I reached over and pulled the knife out, blood gushed out and sprayed onto me, while his body jerked, then his eyes bulged out before closing on its own.
I was just about to scream for help when the door burst open and my older sister, Layla walked with my father's young Beta, Henry.
I immediately stood up and rushed towards them, to my sister rather and gripped her by the shoulders.
"Sister, did anyone come in here before I did?" I questioned hastily, shaking her in the process but I noticed she remained frozen, all colors draining out of her face as she shook her head sideways.
She was just as shocked as I was.
"N-no, n-n-no." She stuttered and I pressed my lips together, trying to hold back my tears.
'Who could have done this, who could have been so cruel?' I wanted to scream but restrained myself and tried to focus on consoling her instead, whom a tear dropped from my eyes.
Just then;
"What have you done?" Henry growled angrily from behind me and I turned to see him hovering over me, trying to intimidate me with his height.
At first I was lost, as I furrowed my eyebrows at him. He gritted his teeth against one another, clenching his hands into fists.
"Why would you do this?" He snarled and I grew more confused, but then as I thought it through, it hit me and I gasped, taking a step backwards, my heart skipping a beat.
'He couldn't possibly be referring to me, right?' I pondered and soon got the answer to my question.
"Guards" He suddenly shouted and in no time, they barged into the library.
"W-w-what a-ar-are you do-doing?" I stuttered, while continuously moving backwards.
"Arrest this traitor" He ordered, pointing at me. The thin lines of my brows jumped in surprise, eyes slamming shut as if that would protect them.
"No." I yelled in distress and turned to face my sister, in hope she would say something to stop Henry but what I saw in her eyes made my hands drop down to my sides in resignation.
She glared at me, fury burning in her eyes as if she truly believed I killed our father.
"You don't believe Henry d-do you?" I questioned, my voice shaky as the feeling of dread sank into me.
We didn't really have the best of relationship but I was still her sister, she certainly wouldn't pick an outsider.
A chill ran up my spine as she c****d her head, a smirk curling up her lips. There was something dark in her eyes, something I had never noticed before.
"You seem to have forgotten you have blood all over you big sister.The proof is right here." She reminded me with a sly smile.
I gulped as I felt a huge lump at the back of my throat, shivers running down my spine as I suddenly couldn't recognize my sister anymore. She suddenly seemed like a monster to me.
'I sure hope she had nothing to do with this' I prayed within, not wanting to believe she was capable of hurting father.
"So tell me, what other proof do I need?" She asked calmly, folding her hands across her chest as she nodded to the guards.
The guards seized me, their grips unyielding as they dragged me away. My screams fell on deaf ears.
'Had they forgotten who I was? Or had I already been erased just like that?' I pondered, my heart tightening in pain.
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