Chapter 4

• Arabella's point of view
• "Daphne, what are you doing here so early?" I asked, stopping on my tracks when I saw Daphne sitting at the dinning table.
• "Good morning to you too, as you can see I'm eating breakfast" she answered, nodding at her plate of steaks.
• I snorted and dragged my feet lazily towards the fridge, I reached for a yogurt before turning back to the dinning table.
• "Why did you come here to eat breakfast after ditching me yesterday?" I was referring to the detention and I know she understood what I meant.
• Daphne grinned widely.
• "I'm sorry about that, but I really had to look after my grandma because my mom wasn't around and my dad had to attend the pack meeting" she explained.
• "Hm" I hummed.
• "Anyways, how was the detention?" she asked.
• Arthur choked on his food at the mention of detention, he started coughing and I quickly reached for his glass of water and handed it to him, rubbing his back gently too.
• He took a few gulps and slammed the glass on the table, then gave me a mocking look.
• "Detention? Really? What are you? A high school student?" he asked, not even trying to hide his mockery.
• "Ha-ha, very funny"
• "I'm a high school student and I can't even recall the last time I was in detention" he smiled, giving me a thumbs up. "You impress me everyday, sister Ara."
• I leaned across the table and gave his shoulder a punch when I couldn't take his mockery anymore, he frowned.
• "How dare you hit the alpha's son?" he asked.
• "Alpha's son?" Daphne faced me, furrowing her eyebrows questioningly.
• "Don't listen to him, he's just daydreaming." I told her and she laughed.
• Arthur banged on the table lightly and faced Daphne.
• "I'm not daydreaming, Alpha Jarek has a crush on my mom" he said.
• I wanted to scold him, but my mom beat me to it.
• Mom dropped the bowl of cereal she was carrying and pulled Arthur's right ear, he grunt in pain and tried to escape from mom's grip which is obviously impossible -my mom is strangely stronger than most wolves.
• Maybe it's because she's from the Gamma's family.
• "What nonsense are you spouting, young man?" Mom asked, still pulling his ear.
• "I.. I was just joking" Arthur tried to defend himself.
• "Joking with something as serious as that?" Mom asked as she pulled harder, making Arthur howled in pain.
• Arthur quickly realized his mistake and shook his head desperately.
• "I shouldn't have said that... Mom, I'm sorry!" he blabbed.
• Mom finally let go of his ear, she pulled out a chair and sat next to me.
• "Mom, you almost cut off my ear" Arthur grumbled as he rub his ear to numb the pain.
• "You're lucky I didn't cut it off, you mustn't spread rumors next time. Eat your breakfast now!" mom warned him.
• "You were already asleep when I came back from the pack meeting last night, how was your night?" Mom asked me.
• "It was...ok."
• My night would have been ok if I had managed to see that guy's face, it's a pity I didn't see it -all thanks to Arthur.
• He stuck out his tongue at me when he caught me glaring at him, I gripped my fork tighter and sent him a quick mind-link.
• *Stick your tongue out at me one more time and I swear I'll cut it off*
• He quickly withdrew his tongue, but huffed at me before focusing on his food.
• "Right, mom, how was the meeting?" I asked.
• "Hmm, it's about the selection parade, it's been brought forward."
• "What?!" Daphne and I exclaimed at once, making Arthur jump slightly and spilling his milk.
• He glared at us through his eyelashes.
• "Can you ladies have mercy on this little pup? Don't you know I need this milk to grow healthy and strong?" he pointed at himself, but we ignored him.
• "Mrs Humphrey, why was it brought forward?" Daphne asked.
• Mom shook her head.
• "We weren't told why it was brought forward, Alpha Jarek said it was the king's decision"
• The King? Ugh, then I guess it's final say -no one can oppose it.
• "When is it now?" I asked.
• "In two days." Mom answered.
• "In two days? Isn't that next tomorrow?" I asked and mom nodded in reply.
• Daphne and i exchanged looks, I believe we both have the same thoughts running through our minds right now.
• Why was it suddenly brought forward? And here I was hoping the day would never come.
• "Hurry up, kids, you're running late." mom urged us.
• ★★★★★
• LEGENDS CREATION COLLEGE, BEVERLY HILLS.
• Daphne and I breathe heavily as we stopped right in front of our school gate, we missed the bus and had to race here -without our wolves strength.
• "I didn't know I'm good runner, I always thought my wolf has been one helping me everytime we race" she said.
• I nodded.
• "Yeah, I'll never race with you again without my wolf's strength" I told her. "I had to use up all my strength just to keep up with you" I complained.
• Daphne laughed at my misery.
• "Quit whining, your wolf is stronger than mine, so I think it's fair that I'm a better runner without our wolf's strength"
• I narrowed my eyes.
• "Are you saying I'm lazy?" I gritted out.
• "Of course, everyone knows that" she answered.
• I glared at her but didn't say anything, because she's right. My wolf is very strong, but my human (which is me) is very lazy.
• Daphne threw her arm around my shoulder and we started walking inside.
• "Hey, another body was found in the Wizardry Forest last night." Daphne whispered very lowly in my ear and I tensed.
• "Another body?" I asked.
• The image of that handsome stranger appeared on my mind, could it be he was killed by the beast King? Could it be that handsome face and godly body has gone to waste?
• She grabbed my shoulder and made me stand still.
• "It's the body of a vampire"
• I laughed at her, shrugged her hand off me and continued walking.
• "Now you're sounding ridiculous, what would the body of a vampire be doing in our Wizardry Forest?"
• "You don't believe me?" Daphne asked.
• "Of course, I don't." I answered.
• Actually I believe everything she said, because I heard heavy footsteps approaching us (the handsome stranger and I) last night, before I took off.
• I was just finding it hard to accept that, the handsome stranger was wasted just like that. And the fact that he's a vampire.
• I hope the handsome stranger managed to escape before the beast King arrive, I don't want that body they found to be his.
• "I'm kinda baffled by something, though" she said.
• "What?" I asked.
• "The beast king's palace is built on neutral lands, which is pretty far from our Wizardry Forest -but why does he always dumps the bodies in our Wizardry Forest after killing them?"
• "I don't know, maybe you should ask him when we visit his palace"
• She pushed me away from her and threw me a glare, I simply laughed at her expression.
• "I hate you" she said.
• "I love you too, baby" I replied and blew her a kiss, but she dodged it.
• "Don't talk to me." she ran off and I quickly chased after her.
• ★★★★★
• Third person's point of view.
• Wizardry Forest.
• It was still daytime, but it's very dark inside the Wizardry Forest and a mere human wouldn't find his or her way inside.
• The whole forest seem dead, the trees are all dead as their leaves has withered, even the birds singing echoed throughout the forest as if they're ghost birds -and they kept flying from one tree to another as though they're being chased by a force.
• No one in their right senses would step foot in the forest, it's just so lifeless.
• He stood in a very dark corner, his dark and emotionless eyes were fixed on the royal investigators who were busy moving a dead body -his fists were balled by his sides.
• “Your Majesty,” the adviser called out, jogging up from behind.
• He didn’t respond or even turn to face his adviser, but it was clear he was listening.
• “Your Majesty, it’s done. The date has been moved forward,” the adviser continued.
• “Hm,” he hummed in acknowledgment.
• “But I have a question,” the adviser added, pausing as if expecting a reply he knew wouldn’t come.
• “It was well past sunset when you crossed paths. Are you absolutely sure it was her?”
• At the question, his shoulders tensed imperceptibly, but he remained silent.
• “You can’t perceive your mate’s scent or feel the mate-bond after sunset. We can’t be certain it was her—can we?” the adviser pressed.
• There was no answer.
• “And likewise, your mate won’t be able to sense you or perceive you in the dark. I think we should hold off on conclusions and not get our hopes up just yet.”
• Finally, he shifted his gaze from the royal investigators to his adviser. Despite the movement, the darkness in his eyes remained.
• “We’ll see,” was his only reply.