Scarlett
It was absurd to have no one on the packhouse ground. I waited until Greg called me to inform me that there won’t be any training today. While coming back, people stared at me and I didn't like this attention after being declared his mate.
Coming back home, I found no one in the house but a note that said, “sorry, honey. We’re leaving you alone for a while. Greg and I are going to visit the alpha and Sasha needed to help her friend with a project.”
Scoffing at the note, I entered the kitchen and took the water bottle out of the refrigerator, and gulped the water down directly from the bottle. My family had left me all alone on my own, they didn’t even bother to call me or check up on me though Layla, my previous pack’s doctor called me twice.
What Aunt Rachel and her husband were doing for me was far more than enough, I was truly grateful to them. Although the note seemed bizarre, my conscience cautioned me that something was amiss.
I was starving so I decided to cook spaghetti. Filling my stomach with spaghetti, chili cheese toast, and orange juice, I concluded to take a nap and later, ask Greg about the weird holiday from training.
There was no way someone could cancel the training or miss the training in my previous pack. Considering the Black Moonstone pack's lowest rank, it must be the lack of training and harmony in the pack.
“Letty, are you alright?” Marcus barged into the hall and shouted while breathing heavily as if he ran a marathon.
“Why wouldn’t I?” I shrugged, not getting the meaning of his words. “And why did the training get canceled today?”
He bit his lower lip, scratching the back of his neck and until now, I had figured out that he did it only when he felt guilty or confused. His composure told me that he ran for a good amount of time to reach here. He was sweating, his whole body drenched in sweat.
“Spill it, Marcus. I know there is something that I need to know and you should tell me,” I pronounced in a stubborn voice that challenged him to steal his gaze from me.
Folding my arms across my chest, I walked to where he stood and waited for him to open his mouth.
“Won’t you offer me some water or welcome me? So mean of you to treat me this way,” he pouted, changing the topic.
Nodding my head, I filled a glass of water and gave it to him which he gladly took, flashing me one of his best smiles and sipping slowly. “Where is Rachel?”
Shaking my head furiously, I closed my eyes before clearing my throat. “Look, I’m too smart to be fooled by you. I hope that everything is alright with Greg and Rachel, you’re scaring the shit out of me. Spill the beans, Marcus, before I go out to search for the truth myself.”
The way he asked about Rachel gave me just one hint that something happened to Greg.
“No, you’re overthinking, Letty. Everyone is fine, there is something that you deserve to know and since Klaus hasn’t told you this after accepting you as his mate, I doubt his intentions,” he began, his eyebrows shot up in perplexion. He struggled to explain what it was but the way he was concerned and hesitating, one thing I had presumed that whatever it was, it wasn’t good for me. It’ll probably break my heart.
After last night, the way he announced publicly that I was his mate, and the hot make-out session we shared, I was looking forward to happiness finally. Though I was conscious about each step, risking my heart and feelings for someone who didn’t treat me right in the past.
“Marcus, I count on you because you’re my only and first friend in this pack. I insist you tell me the truth, I’m doubtful of his intentions, too, and I don’t want to feel used or fooled,” my voice wavered as I spoke.
My vision got blurred as the tears were on the verge of falling, I was fighting back my tears. Even imagining that he was playing with my heart and feelings caused an ache in my heart.
He pulled me in a hug, patting my head and shoulders. “Don’t cry, Letty. It breaks my heart to see you like this, please, don’t cry.” He shushed me while the warmth of his body against me soothed me as if I had felt it before, too.
Pushing him away, I wiped my tears off. “No, I don’t need your sympathy,” I spat at him. “I need to know the truth and if you can’t tell because he’s your cousin, I’ll find it myself,” declaring this in a stern voice, I heaved a sigh of relief.
“I’ll tell you the truth Scarlett but it would be better if you would get to know this from Klaus,” he said with an uneasy expression on his face before inhaling deeply and nodding his head in approval. “I’ll have to tell you anyway. Klaus’s grandfather had fixed his engagement since he was a toddler but-”
I interrupted him, “what did you just say?” Probably I heard something wrong though my mind didn't agree with me. “Are you kidding me?” I started chuckling, not believing his words.
“I wish I would have been kidding,” his eyes glinted with guilt for breaking my heart though it wasn’t his mistake. “He is betrothed to the daughter of the Dark Moon pack’s Alpha, the Alpha King but-”
“But what, Marcus? What does that mean?” Screeching, I rubbed my head in distress. How could Klaus hide this thing from me?
Was he trying to use me to get the powers only because I was his mate?
Of course. That must be the only reason behind his sweet talks of last night. Whatever he told me, whatever he did to me was nothing but a lie.
The Moon Goddess must have been drunk when she made that stupid mating bond and mating powers. The werewolves could get powers from their mating bond and only the true mate of an Alpha could be a Luna and from their mating bond, they could get love, peace, and powers.
But it was always about the powers, never about the love.
Perhaps my sister had filled my head with some stupid stories of true mates that I started believing in this stupid love. "Everything was a lie, his promises, his love, his kiss-” I halted my words when I realized that I had said them aloud instead of in my mind.
Swallowing the insult, betrayal, and pride, I composed myself before saying, “everyone lied to me, everyone betrayed me including you, Marcus. I thought of you as my friend but,” I laughed sarcastically before continuing, “you were his cousin, after all. I was too stupid to trust you, to trust strangers.” I didn’t hide my contempt behind my words and nor did I bother with my loud voice.
That hall, that person standing in front of me, and all the memories suffocated me so without throwing a glance at Marcus, I headed to the woods where I could find some loneliness that was destined to be with me.
Perhaps I should get used to the solitude. At least it didn’t hurt me.
“Letty,” Marcus screamed while following me but I increased my speed of running. I was running from the truth, from everyone instead of facing them but I needed to be alone. I didn't want to see anyone or talk to anyone.
“Letty, please, stop,” he shouted, still following me and I had to stop.
“Don’t follow me, Marcus. Leave me alone,” I warned him, managing my wrath and pain.
“The half-truth is dangerous, you should know everything,” he insisted, pleading with me.
“And what’s the half-truth, cousin?” I heard his furious voice from behind me. Turning my head, I found him standing ten feet away from me.
Didn’t this day ask too much from me?
I was practically stuck between two guys who were shooting death glares in each other’s way, mind-linking to each other. The nerves of those guys still hide something from me!
“Enough,” shouting out aloud, I started taking deep breaths to restrain my anger before stepping towards the north so I could avoid seeing both of them but Klaus grabbed my hand. The fu-king ridiculous sparks that his touch sent down my body, I had realized that it was him.