Helanie:
"Welco to my ho," said a tall lady standing beside Kaye the minute we arrived. The guards had already prepared for our eting with the alpha queen of the Red Crown Pack.
I was guessing the woman beside Kaye was not only the alpha queen but also his mother. She was tall and broad, making it almost obvious that she was the mother to those tall and crazy rogue kings of the west, south, north, and east.
But that was for the future. They would be crowned accordingly. It made wonder where I would be in my own future.
"I am Darcy—," she said with a sleek smile, her red lipstick glistening, "this handso trainer’s’ mother."
The way she turned to talk about Kaye was odd. It seed forced, but Kaye’s reaction was even stranger. He looked shocked, as if he couldn’t believe his mother had spoken about him at all.
"I have opened my arms for your arrival and have prepared my guesthouse for you all. I hope your stay here is aningful and that you learn a lot about the grass and bushes," she said. However, that little ntion, which seed like a joke to everyone and caused them to chuckle, appeared to an much more to Kaye. His smile briefly faded before he forced it back and gulped.
What was he swallowing down?
Was it a defense chanism? Was it sothing he wanted to say about his passion for poisons and herbs?
I guess we would never know.
The warrior now gestured for us to move in the direction of the guesthouse, which was a little farther in the huge yard. The narrow alley leading to the guesthouse made the whispers louder.
"Umm, Helanie and Sydney—stay over there," Kaye called to us, making us both stay behind while the others marched ahead.
"Why did you have to wait with ?" Sydney muttered under her breath.
"That’s right. You should be in prison, not here waiting by my side," I snapped.
Ever since I had lost my baby, I realized sothing had changed in . The shift could be for better or worse, but it was definitely not for the better for those around . I had lost my sense of subtlety—the ability to not say things directly.
"I have been spared; I shouldn’t be punished again by words—," she turned to hiss at just as Kaye arrived.
"Sydney, back off. You are now a monitor; gain so class," he growled, stopping next to us. He was so tall, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, that I couldn’t help but admire his physique with one quick glance.
"But sir, she was talking about—" Sydney lowered her head when Kaye raised his hand to silence her.
"You know what, you should go back. I will only introduce Helanie as a monitor to my mother for now," he said, dismissing her with a hand gesture.
I saw the look of utter shock on her face. She seed offended, but what could she have done? Kaye wasn’t the type to listen to argunts.
She shot a deadly glare before turning to look at Kaye, then walked away. Once she was out of sight, I noticed Kaye smirk and lower his head toward .
"I wasn’t going to introduce her to my mother—or your future mother-in-law—anyway," he said in a flirtatious tone that made the hairs on my skin stand up.
"Why would you say that? What makes you—" I began to complain, but his narrowed eyes and the deep stare on my face confird there was nothing I could say to stop him.
"Let answer that for you. You’re my mate, and there’s no choice of rejection or wanting anyone else. So, in that case, you’ll have to end up with . Which ans my mother will beco your mother-in-law one day," he shrugged casually, gesturing for to follow him.
I didn’t know how his mother would react to . I was sure she wouldn’t like .
I walked behind Kaye, watching as his mother stood on the porch. He must have told her he was bringing the class monitor to introduce her.
"Mom, this is Helanie, our class monitor."
He stepped aside to let be seen, looking so proud as he did. His mother, however, wore a huge, fake smile. She sized up and down before raising an eyebrow in acknowledgnt.
"You’re Helanie. The daughter of my husband’s mistress?" she asked bluntly.
The way she jumped straight to the point was eerie, almost confrontational.
"I am—," I replied, my voice hesitant.
"She’s not like her. She’s actually the best student—" Kaye started, only to be silenced as his mother cut him off.
"The best student who is a rogue? I doubt that. Anyway, why on earth is she a class monitor when I’m certain she can’t even handle combat?" Her tone dripped with mockery, as if she was trying to provoke .
I didn’t need to read her mind to know she hated .
"I actually agree with her," I said calmly. "I didn’t deserve to be the class monitor. But I’m glad I passed the test and beca one. I promise not to disappoint Professor Kaye or any of my other professors."
As I looked at Kaye and said that, his face lit up with pride. But at the sa ti, his mother’s face darkened. She clearly didn’t like the way her son was smiling at .
"Sure, we’ll see about that. I’d love to ask Norman for your report," she said, the glint in her eyes sinking my heart into my chest.
I closed my eyes briefly and took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. Her words felt more like a threat than a concerned alpha queen simply checking on her son’s student.
"Like she said, she will not disappoint," Kaye declared loudly and resolutely this ti.
But I could tell—his support for only made her dislike more.
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