Miranda's POV
I sighed acidly after watching Kyle walk out of my room, such a little liar. Little does she know that I have implanted spies all over the pack to keep an eye on her. My plan was for her to be followed should in case she decides to go see her mother.
I need something tangible to hold her down till she can get pregnant and give birth to the child that would make Richard become the greatest alpha ever known throughout the whole world, which also gives me the position of being the mother of the world's greatest alpha.
I can tell that she is quite stubborn and mischievous just like me when I was around her age, so I figured capturing her mother would be the best bait in taming her, but no thanks to the bastard, my plans have been ruined.
I have to do something before her closeness to the bastard becomes too difficult to handle, this is not the first time I will be hearing of her being seen with the bastard. If I am to go with anything I heard today, the witch and the bastard had some sort of confrontation which automatically strikes out the possibility that they might be mates.
Nevertheless, I am not going to sit back and watch both of them ruin the plan that I have been putting in place, I have to make sure that they both are separated for good.
The people are already beginning to see the bastard as a hero and a better leader than Richard. You can't blame them though, the bastard is super big, strong, and embellished with Greek God's body and facial features that would make any woman fall right into his arms.
I will not be surprised to know that kyle is throwing herself on him, I know I would if I was not much older than him and worst of all his stepmother.
As each day passes by, his presence around the pack is not helping my plan, I have been finally able to tag him as the bastard and everyone sees him as one, but I fear the longer he stays with us, the sooner everyone is going to know the bitter truth and as such, I need to do something fast to get rid of him.
I was not planning to use my ultimate plan just yet but with what is happening here I have no choice but to get the bastard son out of the way. a wise saying goes that a stone that one sees coming does not blind one. It's time for the bastard son to die.
The recent prophecies about him do not favor me and my plans, if Richard must become the alpha then the bastard has to die.
I was about to leave the room when the door suddenly opened and Peter walked in as if he owned the place. his posture shows that he is angry for some reason best known to him because honestly, I do not give a fuck.
“Where did you go to this morning?” he questioned as I felt his eyes pierce holes all over my body.
“you should be careful how you come into my room, you don't want people to start gossiping, that could tarnish our image,” I said in an irritated tone, while I walk away from him.
I was honestly tired of him bossing me around as if he owns me, yes we are indeed bonded by the mate bond which he never respected in the first place. which mate turns their soulmate into a harlot just so he could attain some political heights?
“you have not answered my question, where the hell did you go to this morning, he demanded in a tone a bit higher than appropriate to the extent that I think anyone close by would hear him talk.
“I took Richard for some spiritual cleaning,” I said grumbling disgustedly at the fact that he feels he can still push me around me.
“so why didn't you make me aware of it, don't forget that whatever that concerns Richard concerns me because he is my fucking son,” he said, between clenched teeth and I could imagine smoke puffing off his head.
What a waste of a man.
With his physical built, one would think he commands the world around him but little does anyone know that he is a coward that hides behind his mate to commit the worst type of atrocities.
“Shhhh. Bring down your voice” I cautioned as I felt my heartbeat pound uncontrollably for the fear of someone hearing him.
“I don't like the fact that you are keeping me in the dark, you wouldn't be here if I didn't make it happen, and as your mate I expect you to let me know all of your plans,” he said in what I might mistake to be an apologetic tune but be who he is it is useless expecting an apology from him.
“You need to leave, someone might see you here,” I said, hoping for the love of me that he leaves and not make an argument out of it.
“I need you,” he said as he take steady strands towards me, his every word laced with pure lust.
“I will come and see you in your place, here Is not the right place,” I said in a quieter tune.
I want you right here and now,” he said as his hands circled my waist I could feel that his wolf is taking over his mind, as his eyes darkened with unreleased passion.
I knew better than to argue with him, as I looked up into his eyes trying to keep a fake smile at the side of my lips.
His lips crashed on mine and within seconds our both tongues fought with themselves for supremacy, his hand roamed all my hair, boobs, and ass as the uneasy sound of our breath filled the room, even though I hated the man, my wolf can't help but enjoy all of his erotic advances.
He slammed my back against the wall and makes move to lift my dress when the doorbell rang. I quickly pushed him off while he made his way to the bathroom.
I adjusted my dress and cleared my throat before talking to the person on the other side of the door.
“Who is there? I asked as I frantically tried to style my hair properly with my bare hand.
“It's Jessica, your highness, I'm here for your foot massaged just as you instructed this afternoon,” she said.
I sighed relief as I unconsciously put my right hand on my forehead, I had forgotten that I asked her to come over.
“I will call you when I am ready,” I said, releasing a deep sigh of relief.
“Yes ma'am” she replied and soon the sound of her retracting steps faded. I turned around to see peter coming out of the bathroom and I quickly shot him the 'I told you to look'.
“One hour, I will be waiting for you in the house, do not keep me waiting,” he said before walking out of the room, not bothering to spare me another glance.
I fell on my back flat on the bed fixing my gaze on the mini chandelier that adore the ceiling while a million thoughts flooded through my mind. It's about time I take matters into my own hands and Peter unknowingly fits perfectly into the plan of making the bastard son disappear.
****
I soon got to Peter's house and as soon as I walked in I could sense the discomfort of his guards and servants.
He lives in one of our luxurious homes, which I persuaded the king to give him because he kept nagging that his old place could no longer match his new status.
I walked straight to his bedroom and as I got closer I started hearing sounds from the inside of his. My wolf was angry and restless about what she is soon to discover, out of anger, I pushed the door open to see my mate fucking the living day out of one of the female servants I assigned to him.
As soon as the servant sees me, she scrambles away from the room in fear covering her important parts with the pieces of dress I think Peter might have shredded in the heat of passion.
My mate didn't even flinch, he looked at me and smirked as his eyes landed on his long hard dick that was still throbbing for more actions. I looked at him and at that moment I realized that there was no going back on my plans, for me to have my peace of mind and so he does not give out any important information regarding our plans to take over the throne away.
He needs to die.
“I will be waiting for you in the garden,” I said as I stormed out of his room.