Fauna:
I had spoken with my sister, and she suggested that I should confront Haiden about the feelings I had for him. Then I spoke with Ian too, and he seed like a nice man.
But I did not understand why Haiden was so harsh with . Everyone else was not that bad. They did not treat like I was a curse.
I an, Troy did, but that was because Haiden encouraged him. I could tell.
But when I finally spoke with Haiden, it was as if he broke every part of , every dream I had ever had. It took so much strength not to cry in front of him.
I walked out of the room and went down the hallway to where dinner was being served. Everybody was already there.
There was a huge table that could fit all the families together.
"What happened?" Mariana asked, gently holding my arm.
I looked up at her, and she noticed the tears in my eyes.
Excusing us with a hand gesture, she led aside so she could help feel better before I joined the dinner table.
There were many eyes on us today. We did not want a scandal.
"He rejected my advances," I whispered softly, looking down at the floor.
"I am so sorry. Maybe that is just how he feels," Mariana replied, slowly letting go of my arm.
"We are so unlucky," I said, not looking up from the ground because I knew that if I did, a tear would roll down my face and soone would notice.
"Everything will be better. Do not worry. We will be fine," my sister assured , gently patting my shoulder.
The truth was that my sister and I had been put against each other by our parents since we were children.
There were tis when we fought a lot, but in the end, we both grew tired of fighting. We had once been close to each other.
Neither of us wanted to think about marrying an alpha anymore. We just wanted soone we loved. Sadly, we were known as the two sisters from the troubled family.
My father was not well liked, and I understood why. He was a difficult man.
His behavior, his cunning nature, his hatred toward others, and all the toxic gas he played had left his daughters without mates.
"Co on, let’s go to dinner," my sister urged, reminding that our father was still waiting for us to join and act happy and cheerful like he told us to.
Our personalities were shaped by our parents. When we were children, my parents would bully if I did not smile enough, and they would beat my sister if she smiled too much.
My father said that we needed to have distinct personalities.
I walked with my sister and sat at the dining table, keeping my head as low as I could. The mont I lifted it, I saw Ian and Troy looking at . They quickly looked away when they realized I had noticed.
I kept staring at them until they looked back again, and I gave them the sa silly smile I always had. It was an impulse. I always did that.
It was how I had been taught. The two returned small, awkward smiles, probably realizing that their friend had rejected .
Then Haiden arrived. This ti, I did not look in his direction. I kept my eyes on my food.
"So boys, let’s say hypothetically, if the academy does shut down, what are you three planning on doing? I an, Ian has a pack to run, but what about you two?" my father began, addressing them.
He wanted to marry Haiden. If Haiden did not agree, my father’s decision would remain the sa, which was to hope he died. That was all my father wanted.
Either he chose or he died. This behavior from my father was what had pushed Haiden to the point where he looked at with disgust.
I noticed the alphas look at each other before responding.
"Haven’t thought about it yet," Troy replied, while Haiden smirked to himself. I had a feeling that was not the whole truth.
"Really? Well, I believe it is highly unlikely that the academy will shut down. What do you say, Headmaster?" my father continued.
"We will see about that," the headmaster responded sternly.
I could barely eat. I just wanted to go to my room and cry for hours, but doing that would anger my father, so I stayed calm and finished my al.
The three alphas were busy talking quietly among themselves.
There were monts when I noticed the Royal Beta and Royal Gamma trying to get their attention, reminding them that they had daughters too.
But Ian was loyal to his wife. Then there was Troy. I did not know what he wanted in his life.
As for Haiden, he would purposely talk about getting married and then look at , trying to cause more pain, and he succeeded.
Every so often, I looked at my father and saw him staring at as if he were watching get rejected over and over again.
Finally, once dinner ended, I was the first to stand.
"Um, excuse , I will go take a walk now," I said, avoiding all the eyes on .
As I quickly moved toward the exit, my sister joined .
"I will go with her," I heard Mariana say as she followed after .
I had just reached the exit when Mariana whispered, "Why are they coming after us?"
I turned my head and saw Ian, Troy, and Haiden walking out, heading down the sa path we were taking.
"Do you guys want to take a walk with us?" Mariana asked.
I noticed how everyone treated my sister with respect. I was not jealous, and I was happy for her.
I just did not understand what I could do to be treated that way. Even when she was rude and they responded to her, they kept a certain distance, as if she still deserved respect.
But with , even when I tried to be nice, I was treated like I did not deserve any respect.
"Yeah, sure. We also want to talk about so things," Troy murmured, gesturing for us to keep walking.
I understood that they needed our help.
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