You Rejected Me. Remember?

Cassy pov

Days passed by and slowly I started to get more and more comfortable about the previous rogue attacks. We didn’t hear about any pack being attacked and didn’t face any threats in the kingdom. Perhaps Elliot was right after all. I was overthinking.

As weeks passed, I heard that Miles had shown signs of improvement in his behaviour. Well, good for him if he was truly changing. However, I still found it hard to believe that he might change just like that. Maybe he was just pretending to be good so that he could gain his father’s trust once again and then become alpha. I would be damned if I heard that he had mistreated any other wolf. He better treat all the members of his pack with dignity if he ever becomes alpha. I swear that I wouldn’t let him live peacefully if he repeated his previous actions. He better change for real.

As for me and Elliot, life had been nothing except perfect. The kingdom was peaceful, and our personal life was flourishing. We met the dukes of the five districts of the kingdom a couple of days after returning from our short escapade at the ski resort. It was heartwarming to know that they were here to give us their full support.

Three weeks passed and we received a phone call from the high alpha of the Dark Howl pack- Miles’ father, saying that he and mate would like to request permission to meet us with their son.

My first thought was that Miles had done something again. However, Izzy was wise. She had stopped me from saying anything stupid then and there. If he really did something stupid, his father would most probably punish him in the most humiliating way. He wouldn’t bring him here. He most probably will lock him up in the pack’s dungeon.

Anyway, I was not eager to see Miles’ face again. His name irritated me to no end and to think that I will have to sit and speak to them as if nothing had happened was just frustrating. However, I trusted his parents. They didn’t do anything for me to deny their request and hence I agreed to see them the following week. As soon as the call was cut I leaned back in my seat and g*****d as I covered my face.

“What happened?” Asked Elliot.

“They are coming to see us next week,” I muttered, still face covered with my hands. I sighed and leaned forward, with a deep frown on my face. I was not amused by what I had to face in the near future.

“Who?” He chuckled.

“Miles….. actually his parents. And they are coming with him.” I answered.

He chuckled, making me glare at him.

“Do you think it is funny?” I asked, scoffing.

“You look cute when you are irritated.” He laughed a little and I simply rolled my eyes.

“What if I think you are cute when you are jealous?” I smirked. “What if Miles’ has changed and I want to give him a chance?” I laughed internally as I waited for him to react.

The amusement on his face drastically changed to utter distaste.

“Oh f**k no! You are mine and only mine. I don’t share! I told you.” He grumbled.

“But we cannot deny that we were mated in the first place. I mean, do the rules say that the queen cannot choose two people as her mates?” I furrowed my eyebrows and started to pretend that I was trying to remember something. I wasn’t looking at him, purposely trying to get on his nerves.

All I heard was a growl and then before I knew it, I was picked up from my seat and held against the wall while Elliot pressed himself against me. He was furious. I could clearly see it. Fortunately, we were the only people in the office. I saw his jaws clench while he glared at me, so deeply that I could swear that he was staring right into my soul.

My heart raced and my lips parted. Oops. I guess I have pushed it a bit too far. Here is my husband going all possessive over me and I was simply fooling around.

“You are mine! Only mine! I will not share. Do you understand me? Never! And if you don’t want me to cause a b***d bath when my eyes land on his hideous face, stop taunting me like that. Stop indicating that you might choose another person. And especially someone who had thrown you away like a piece of trash. ” He growled and gritted his teeth.

“He better not touch you. I swear I will tear him apart if he does.” His growl resounded in the blocked office, making my breathing hitch.

I blinked. Never had he growled at me like that. My heart was pounding hysterically, though I managed to inhale deeply and gulp before I spoke.

“Babe …. I was just kidding.” I whispered meekly.

My frantic heart and the lump in my throat made it hard for me to speak. I was on the verge of tears as I struggled to form words.

“I…..I am sorry. I was just….I didn’t mean any of it. You are the only one for me. I love you and I already have vowed to be yours for life. I carry your mark. How can I even look at anyone else like that?” I told him honestly as tears slowly started to roll down from my eyes. His expression softened.

“I love you and only you,” I told him, strengthening my previous statement.

“Oh….” he mumbled, as he slowly let me down. I saw him take a deep breath and looked at my teary eyes, which I was desperately trying to hide.

“I’m sorry babe. I don’t know what came over me.” He sighed in his hands.

I giggled, dabbing the corners of my eyes with a tissue.

“No. You cannot get away with a simple sorry for scaring me like that.” I giggled, now feeling a little better.

“Oh my Queen, what should I do for you, your highness?” He smirked.

“So you want me to send my orders?” I smirked. “What if I ask you to sleep on the couch for the next two weeks?”

“Oh, you won’t do that.” He replied, scratching his head, chuckling nervously. “But if you do, I will make sure you shower with me.” He winked at me.

I chuckled. “No. No showers. That is part of my orders.”

“Oh come on. Don’t do this to me.” He protested, making me giggle.

“Yeah. I won’t. Just love me. That is all that I want from you.” I told him and hugged his torso, burying my face in his chest and inhaling his wonderful scent that could calm my nerves.

“Of course I will, my Queen.” He responded as he kissed the top of my head.

“And don’t address me as ‘your highness’.” I pouted. “Call me anything but that,” I mumbled as I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest.

“How about senorita?” I gasped and my eyes flew open. It had been a while since he last called me that.

I could literally feel him smirking. I looked at him to see his mischievous expression. His eyes twinkled. My heart fluttered as our eyes made contact.

I laughed. “Whatever.”

Unknown

My men handed me the envelope which carried the pictures I had ordered them to take. My men had started to attack, saying that they knew for sure that it was her. I wanted to make sure that they were attacking the right one. I didn’t want any mistakes and to exert a waste of effort and waste time. Narrowing my eyes at the brown paper envelopes I took them and took the pictures inside and studied the pictures.

They were pictures of a young girl who looked so familiar to me, surrounded by the ones which I knew were her family.

My lips slowly cured into an evil smirk. Oh, they were doing the right thing alright. They were attacking the right person. Or should I say the right group of wolves? They were telling the truth when they said that they weren’t mistaken.

I started to laugh. It started as a low toned menacing laugh that slowly increased in volume. Soon the sound of my delight was echoing in the whole place.

No one knows of my connection in the werewolf underworld. No one except my loyal men knows who I am. And I surely am going to use it to my advantage. I have been hiding my real identity for long enough and now, the time has come that I slowly show the whole world my true identity.

But first, I will get…….no, snatch away what was rightfully mine in the first place. I couldn’t have what I wanted and what I deserved to have the easy way. Now, I am going to take it away from them by force. I promise myself that I will have what I want.

But, if I cannot have what I deserve, then I will make sure that no one else enjoys the pleasure of what belonged to me in the first place…..

However, I don’t think I want to rush things. Why not make them wonder and give them a well-deserved headache first? I think I would have some fun with them. It would be extremely pleasurable for me to keep them guessing and if they would be in pain…..

Pain….yes. I would inflict them with pain.

I chuckled and took a small bottle of serum that I had kept solely for this purpose. I had it prepared by a witch who knew making different kinds of serums. And this particular serum would make whoever intakes it feel like they were losing their consciousness. It will make the person sick and if taken in high amounts, it could put the person in a mini coma.

“This will be perfect,” I mumbled and looked at the wolf in front of me.

“I think it is time to send a little tribute to the palace. Buy the best wine you can get your hands on. I don’t care about the price. I swear this is going to be worth it. Bring it to me. I need to do some experimenting with it first.”

I laughed and leaned against my seat. What a great day! I thought laughing loudly, to my heart’s content.