Chapter 27
Chapter 27
The letter looks like it was
written hastily. I start reading it.
‘I will come to you soon. You
are safe. He won’t hurt you. He is too excited to have you back right now.‘
To have me back…then he
was telling the truth? Am I really that man’s daughter?
I continue to read the letter.
‘Cass, I will find a way to get
us out. Please, trust me.‘
And that is how the letter
ends.
“Trust him…of course, I trust
him.”
I don’t think I have ever
trusted anyone this much
besides Lauren and
James…Lauren and
James…oh how I wish to see
them right now.
I am afraid. I am scared. So
suddenly everything has changed.
The door abruptly opens and Poppy strides in. I
immediately hide the letter
in my jeans pocket.
“It’s time to go, princess,” she
says.
“Why are you calling me
that?” I ask.
“The Alpha told us to call you this and he has his own reasons. In his world, he is king and you are his
daughter, his successor to be Alpha of our pack.”
“Alpha? Female werewolves are not Alpha’s of packs even if they are of Alpha blood.”
“You will be the first then. He
will have no other taking
over the pack now.”
This is all so overwhelming.
Poppy sees my hesitation and she sighs. “Look, I get that suddenly everything is different. But…you need to be on your toes here. This pack is…a hard pack to be a part of and we do things differently. That is how the Alpha likes it.”
“The Alpha…my father…he is
cruel, isn’t he?”
“Beyond belief,” she says without any hesitation. “But
that is only if you are on his
bad side. Never be on his bad
side.”
I nod.
She continues. “But a word of advice for you…don’t just follow orders because you are afraid of him. Everyone
does that. I saw how he
looked at you when you
refused his command. He
seemed…intrigued. No one
ever refuses him and I don’t mean just because of his power.”
“Power, tell me about that. I keep hearing this but I don’t
understand this.” I say with
eagerness.
“I am sorry but the car is already waiting for you.”
She walks out and I follow
her. Three guards stand in the hall and as we pass by them, they follow us.
As we stand in front of the
elevator waiting for it to
come to us, I want to ask her
more but she doesn’t seem to
be in a chatty mood now.
When the elevator doors
open, Colt is there with
another man.
Goddess! All I want to do is
run into his arms and let
him hold me but I restrain
myself.
After seeing me, he averts his gaze and looks straight ahead. I stand right in front of him but we are very close
because now the elevator is
cramped.
As the elevator doors close
and the contraption starts to move, my hand pulls back and touches his hand. It is
impossible for anyone to see
this.
I honestly thought that he would pull away but he
doesn’t. He caresses my hand
back and it makes me feel so
much better. My b*dy completely relaxes and I am
sure he can see it.
I am forced to separate from him when the door opens
and we all have to move out.
We walk towards the
entrance and I am very
aware of Colt behind us.
Once outside, two black cars
stop in front of us. One of
the guards—a tall big guy
who looks more like one
with Alpha blood- opens
the door for me and I am
urged to get in. Poppy slides
next to me and then the
door is closed.
“We will ride alone?” I ask
looking back and seeing Colt get into the other car and
then I see Victor get into the
same car with him.
“Yes,” Poppy says. “Every member of the Alpha family rides separately in their own
car. This is in case there is an
attack. It makes it harder to
kill off the Alpha family.
Alpha Warrick already went on ahead.”
“I see.”
She suddenly points to the
guard that just got into the front passenger side. The one that opened my door.
“This is Serge, he will be guarding you for now.”
Serge looks back and gives me a nod. “Princess.” His
voice is so low and it almost
scares me but he doesn’t look mean. He is so big and on the chunky side that it
reminds me of a big bear
instead of a wolf.
“How long is it going to take us to get to the pack?” I ask
Poppy
“A few hours. By now the
house must have been
informed of your arrival and they will be out to greet you
when we arrive.”
The ride is longer than I thought it would be. I am quiet most of the time but that is because I am in my
head thinking about
everything that has
happened and wondering about what will happen now.
I take a look at Poppy who
seems distracted staring at
the scenery.
Such a pretty lady. She looks
so nice, poised, and calm.
“How did you end up as one of Warrick’s mates?” I gasp the moment that question leaves my lips. “I am sorry. I
shouldn’t have asked that.”
She smiles. “It’s quite alright. My real mate was a brute. He
would beat me, starve me, rape me. Alpha Warrick may be many things and a cruel man to most but he has
never mistreated his brides
in that kind of way. We may
be wall ornaments to him
but, it is better than the hell I
was living.”
Not once did she feel sorry
for herself as she said all this.
She was so open about it.
“So you willingly became
one of his mates…”
“Yes.”
“What about the others?”
“Lotus and Jasmin,” she says.
I look at her confused
because I thought Skye was one of his brides.
“I know, flower names. I don’t know why Alpha Warrick has a thing for
changing our names to the
names of flowers but I don’t
mind it to be honest.”
Oh! So one of these girls is
Skye. That’s an odd thing to
1. do.
“Lotus is nice and is the one
who has been the longest with Alpha Warrick. She is
also Victor’s mother.”
So then that means that
Jasmin must be Skye.
“Jasmin…she is young and
eager to please in all the
wrong ways.”
As she talked all this time,
she never ripped her eyes
from the scenery outside
until now when she turns to
1. me.
“I’ve heard of your mother. Dahlia…or Casseopea. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to meet her. She was Alpha
Warrick’s true mate. When
he felt her die…that is the
only time he acted out of
character. He retreated to his
room for weeks. He thought
you had died too.”
“You make it seem like he is
such a thoughtful man.”
“He is not. But he loved your
mother. And you are her
daughter…” she leans in and
whispers. “…use that to your
advantage.” As quickly as she
leaned in, she pulls back.
“We are here.”
I look out the window and I
am astounded.
“Uhm… what is this?”
There is a luxurious mansion
standing in front of us and
behind it, there is a field and
in the distance, there is what I am sure is a pack house.
“This is the main house.
Where the Alpha family, the
Beta family, the brides, and
the generals stay. Not the pack house.”
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“It is a modern mansion with
a hint of a Victorian style.”
Outside, I notice a bunch of
people standing and looking in our direction.
Serge opens the door for me and I step out where the people start greeting me. They lower their heads and
call me princess.
Warrick walks out of the
house with a big smile.
I take in a deep breath. I know I have to play this
game so I force a small smile on my lips.
“You’ve finally arrived.
Come. We are having dinner
now and tomorrow we will
have a celebration to honor
your return and to introduce you to the pack.”
He puts a hand on my back as we walk up the stairs that
lead to the front door. Once
inside, I can’t help but gape at the magnitude of this house. It is unlike anything I
have ever seen. The word
Luxurious comes short.
Two sets of stairs lead to the
upper floors, one on each
side of the wall, and in
between them, there is a hall.
“During this dinner, you will be meeting my brides, your brothers, the Beta, and my generals. Dress accordingly.” He turns to Poppy. “Show
her to her room.”
She nods at him and starts
walking up the stairs. As I
follow her, I look behind me
to where Colt now walks in.
He glances at me but quickly looks away. I am learning not
to take that personally. I
know he can’t react to me
but I still really don’t like it.
Suddenly a girl runs toward Colt and jumps on him, giving him a tight hug.
“You are back! I was so
scared! I thought I’d never see you again.” She leans back and cups his face with
her hands to look at him.
The last thing I am able to see before turning to a hall is Colt pulling back before she
almost k*sses him on the
lips.
Needless to say, I am
suddenly seething inside. I
feel like I am going to blow up like a volcano.
Poppy starts speaking bringing my attention back to her and I take this
moment to calm down as we
enter a hall on the left side of
the house. “The left wing is
the Alpha families wing and this is your room.” She stops
in front of a white door.
They are all white and they have beautiful carvings on them. It looks very regal.
She opens the door and I
have to stop for a moment to
take it all in. “This…is my
room?”
“Yes. It is your own suite.” She walks inside and goes through another door where she disappears. I start looking at everything. There is an area that is a living space with sofas and a TV and then on the other corner is my bed. Then on the wall
that is next to the door that
leads outside, there is a small
kitchenette. It is like a large studio apartment. It has soft pink sofas and white
curtains. Everything has light and pastel colors and it
looks so peaceful.
Poppy walks out with a dress in hand. It is ivory in color
and covered in rhinestones.
“This will do nicely. Put this on while I go get my makeup
kit.”
I blink at her a few times.
“Here,” she says putting the dress in my hands.
I take it and she immediately
leaves. I stare down at this
dress and then take a deep
breath. I take my clothes off and then carefully start
putting it on but I can’t seem
1. to. It has buttons on the back
and I can’t reach them so I
struggle but luckily, Poppy
comes back.
“Let me help you with that.” She moves me to the big
mirror in the corner and
buttons up my dress.
I am mesmerized as I look at
myself in the mirror. I have never seen my b*dy look so good before. Poppy moves the hair that covers my
shoulder as she also looks at
the mirror. “Perfect,” she
whispers. “A mermaid–style dress suits you just right.”
My scars are fully visible but somehow, they don’t bother
1. me. This dress looks too
good on me to make me care
about my scars.
I look up at her and see her looking into my eyes now. “It was your mothers.” She says. “The dress and this room
were your mothers.”