I watched, nervous and soaked in trepidation, when our King climbed up the elevated podium and commanded the attention of everyone in the hall a few minutes later.
Naomi’s hands grasped mine and held, and I turned and looked at her, appreciation in my eyes to her for being my friend.
"Good evening everyone. I am glad that y’all honored the invitation to be here tonight...as you all know, we have gathered here for the sake of one of ours..."
The king kept up with talks on how he was sorry about the misconduct of his sons, and how I would be taken absolutely care of outside the pack, in the city of humans.
I turned to Adam then, to see his reaction when his father ntioned that a car would be coming next tomorrow to take to the city of humans.
His face was contorted in sadness, even as he redirected his gaze to stare at as well, as if he had known that I had been staring all this ti.
He gave a sad smile, and I wondered what that ant. Did it an that he had given up or that he couldn’t help the string of fate?
Either way, I turned away, busying myself with the sling purse which Naomi had lent too. It was empty, save for a lipstick and a small scarf.
"...Now, Maya Holins, we care for you and we are sorry for what the pack has done, and how we have mistreated you. We also believe that you have forgiven us..." The King was saying, dragging my attention to him again.
He was staring at now, his blue eyes cold as ever.
From my angle, it was as if the man was anything but sorry. I darted my eyes to his wife, she was looking at with a sorrowful look on her face.
That was until she assimilated that I was staring at her, and then her face returned back to its normal aloofness, a faux smile plastered on her lips as if nothing was going on.
What exactly was happening? What is going on here? Why was the Queen sorrowful about this? Was I really going to be taken to the city of humans?
I regarded the King now. He was beckoning to climb up to the podium.
I glanced at my mother. She was unsure of the request, knowing how shy and nervous I could be. But I couldn’t turn down the order of the Lycan King. That was treason.
Taking in a deep breath, I stood up shakily from the chair, sighing in relief, when Adam walked over to , not minding the stares that we were attracting now.
He held by the waist, and whispered comfort into my ear.
"Everything will be fine. I am here with you and for you." He said, before marching us forward.
My nervous ticks died down imdiately.
I looked up to his father when we got to the podium, and for a second, I saw his jaw tick in anger. I thought as much.
The man was not happy about this recent developnt. I hope it wouldn’t push him to do sothing that would be fatal to . I reasoned, rembering the sorrowful look I had seen on his mate’s face.
Adam and I walked up to the podium, he not flinching at all when his father glared at both of us, before turning to look at the pack mbers.
"Well, here is Maya Holins. Dear child, do you have anything to say to us?" He asked, and I shook my head imdiately, not trusting myself to address the crowd.
There was a hesitation on his part, during which I prayed he didn’t order to say sothing. Instead, he gestured with his hand that we leave the stage. But before we marched on the last step, he called out to again.
"Holins, do you agree with our decision to leave the pack and only return at tis of visit?" He asked, and for a second I was dumb in Adam’s overwhelming presence, swiveling to face the King, even as I felt Adam flinch then, his body tightening in part anger, and part anticipation.
Did he expect to say no in front of the whole crowd? Was that his way of tackling the issue? He must be joking.
"Yes, my king. I agree with the decision to leave next tomorrow, and stay away except on the scheduled days for visit. Thank you.’’ I answered the king, bowing a bit to the man, before swiftly turning around and walking down the remaining step, startling Adam a bit who hadn’t bargained for my swift movents.
But he was faster of course. Within seconds, we fell in step with each other, walking to our seats, as the party continued at the king’s order.
Noah called Adam after the dude refused to leave my side since the address at the podium. Noami was still with the familiar dude.
He looked at as if asking for permission, and I shrugged, indicating that it was okay.
After he had left, so minutes later, a little girl walked up to . She should be around twelve years old. I guessed. She had long wavy blond hair, and was quite pretty.
"Hi Maya," She greeted, before waving at Naomi who furrowed her eyebrows at the girl before waving at her back.
"Do you have a minute?" The girl asked , and I cocked my head to the side, trying to understand what in the world I might share in common with a twelve year old.
"Sure, I have." I answered after a few beats. Is there a problem" I asked her, and she shook her head.
"Not at all. I just want to talk about sothing important. It’s about Claire. She is..." The girl was whispering now, and she had obviously gotten the attention of I and Naomi, just by ntioning the na, Claire.
"What about Claire?" Naomi asked the girl when she noticed that the latter had stopped talking and was looking around now, as if afraid that soone would catch her snitching.
"She is..I can’t say it here. Can I talk with you outside? I swear it will just be for a minute. I wouldn’t take your ti." The girl pleaded, still looking around her.
I looked at Naomi, who shrugged, not seeing anything wrong with the matter.
"Let’s go then." I said , motioning to the door, and the girl nodded, her lips pouting in a second as she looked at Naomi who was right beside , gearing to follow us outside.
"No, not with her. Just you alone." she said, causing us to stop in our tracks.
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