Helanie:
"Everything has been prepared so well, especially the dinner," one of the ladies from Darcy’s side of the family complinted, making her proudly shrug her shoulders.
"Your sons look so handso. I can’t wait to see Norman," she added, making Darcy smirk in pride.
The lady had been everywhere. She had already checked out the nu and was now insisting on hearing speeches from everyone.
She seed ssy to .
"But where is your cousin? Is she and her family not invited? Isn’t she married to your ex husband’s brother?" As soon as the lady asked Darcy, I saw Darcy’s eyes turn to . Sadly, I had been standing right next to her. Actually, I was by the TV, sitting comfortably when she arrived and sat right on the couch beside this lady.
"Isn’t Roo doted on by your sons?" the lady added, giving a hint about who she was referring to. The hair on the back of my neck stood at the thought of Roo attending the rehearsal dinner. I would have never co here if he was coming.
But the brothers had promised that Roo wouldn’t be seen on the property, and they kept their promises.
However, I was still hoping Roo wouldn’t show up just to be ssy.
"So slut has stepped into my sons’ minds. But don’t worry, it won’t be long before they realize Roo is their true blood and the others are just opportunists," her tone turned so bitter, and I noticed her side-eyeing , which made the other woman look at and then nod as if she understood exactly who Lady Darcy was talking about.
"I’ve heard rumors that the missing Alpha had an ongoing feud with her. The Alphas don’t want their children to be associated with this girl. Yet, you have co ho and beco part of the family. Not only is she probably behind Alpha Zellu’s abduction, but she is also a wolfless creature," the lady continued, scoffing at .
"I’m sorry, but are you talking about ?" I snapped my fingers, watching the horror spread across their faces as if I had just stolen their kidneys.
"If so, then you need to use better words. You can’t just call a wolfless creature and then accuse of abducting an Alpha. Make it make sense," I hissed at her, grabbing the orange juice out of her hands—the one she hadn’t sipped from—and taking a sip right in front of her.
"You can have it. It lost its taste after you touched it."
With that, I shoved the glass back into her hand, spilling so of it on her dress.
She looked so shocked and disgusted, yet she couldn’t make a sound because she could tell Emt and Maximus were standing just at a distance, watching the interaction like hawks.
After a few seconds of staring them dead in the eyes, I decided to walk away. That’s when I saw Emt and Maximus give a proud smirk for standing up for myself. I also caught a glimpse of Darcy walking over to her sons to complain, but they simply watched her throw a tantrum silently—with those sa smirks still on their faces—likely pissing off their mother even more.
I did make a very victorious exit, but once in the hallway, I stared around in confusion.
I had left the living room like a hero, but... what now?
I was supposed to sit there and wait for the rehearsal to start. Since Jessica hadn’t arrived yet, everyone was pretty much just walking around and drinking casually. I hadn’t seen Norman around either.
However, as I ventured to the second floor, I heard so noises coming from Kaye’s room—it was the first one at the top of the stairs.
I hesitated. Should I stick around or leave? Kaye hated anyone outside his door.
Then, I saw Emma downstairs and made up my mind to stay.
Still, I began walking away from Kaye’s room to avoid getting caught. I would hate for him to think I was eavesdropping on his conversation.
But what if they were being loud? Would it be my fault if I accidentally overheard sothing?
"It’s okay. It’s normal to feel this way," I heard Kesha comforting Kaye inside his bedroom.
I frowned. What was going on with him?
Even with all the complaints I had about his recent change in behavior, I still cared about him. Deep down, I was grateful for the ti he had helped heal and taken care of . He was the first one to show interest in .
I didn’t stand too close to the door, yet I could still hear them from afar.
"You don’t get it. I feel suffocated—" Kaye complained, his voice rough as he coughed several tis, trying to clear his throat.
"Kaye, baby! It’s normal sotis. Your basic instincts are kicking in. You just need to go hunting soon," Kesha responded casually, as if it was nothing to worry about.
Maybe that was just her personality. I wasn’t one to judge.
"Hunting? That’s the solution to my problem?" He grunted at her. Even from outside, I could feel the tension in the room.
"What else can be done? Do you want to starve it until it unleashes and hurts the people you love? You need to accept the truth of who you are. That’s the only way you’ll ever be happy and not want to die," her tone turned sharper—bitter and sassy, probably exhausted with his complaints.
But I was lost.
What exactly were they talking about?
Who did Kaye need to go hunting for?
Werewolves didn’t just feel the urge to go out and hunt randomly.
"Ugh! Tonight is your brother’s night, let’s just focus on what drinks we’ll enjoy. And by the way, keep your feelings to yourself, rember! It’s Norman’s night," she dismissed his concerns, shifting the conversation to sothing else.
But sothing didn’t sit right with .
I didn’t know why, but it felt like Kaye was crying for help.
And sadly, she wasn’t the one who could save him.
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