Clentine:
It had all beco so awkward now, and more heartbreaking than awkward. Haiden was pacing back and forth, probably just unable to process what he had found out. As for Mrs. Fiona, she was scared now. The truth had surfaced to one of the victim’s family mbers. She also told us there had been many other girls and won. However, the only ti it was an alpha-related case was with Haiden’s mother. That saddened deeply, because Haiden’s father was my father’s best friend.
"Please, please don’t tell anyone I told you all that," Mrs. Fiona began to beg, her voice trembling as she looked at Haiden, after silently watching him lose his temper for the past five minutes.
"But you know what? We should not do anything for your daughter tonight. We should let her go through the sa pain, and then I will ask you—would you want justice or not?" Haiden stopped pacing and pointed at her, hissing in her face.
"What makes you think I will ask for justice for my daughter?" Mrs. Fiona asked. Haiden’s eyes widened, shocked that a mother would say that.
I was standing to the side. I wanted to blend in with the tree and stop existing. I could tell Haiden was avoiding looking at , probably because I was the daughter of that man. It didn’t matter whether I had done anything or not, but from his point of view, why would he treat soone else’s daughter well when his own sister hadn’t been?
I guess that’s how villains are born.
"So you are okay with your daughter walking around naked in the morning?" Haiden hissed, and Mrs. Fiona’s body shook.
"He wouldn’t do that. He just wants her to sleep with him, and as long as she does that, he will let her be," she began to explain, as if that made any sense.
"Like he did to my sister? Did he allow her to be her own person after that?" Haiden was almost yelling, and I was afraid of that mont, because the minute he started screaming, I didn’t know if I would be able to control him. He would see , and he would lose his mind.
I was silently standing to the side, making no movents so he wouldn’t realize I was still there, even though I was pretty sure he knew.
"What is going on?"
Thankfully, Troy and Yorick showed up. Yorick looked drunk, but their presence might help calm Haiden’s anger. The two walked briskly, with Yorick slightly behind. His shoulders were slouched and his eyes were on the ground.
"She told her everything," I said to Troy, who gave a very sad look before turning back to Haiden.
"So what is the plan now?" Troy asked.
"The plan is we will let her daughter sleep with the old man tonight, so she can walk around naked in the morning," Haiden hissed, pointing at Mrs. Fiona, who began to shake her head.
"Wait, I don’t understand," Troy said, confused.
"I don’t want my daughter to face the sa humiliation that your sister did." As soon as Mrs. Fiona said that, Troy and Yorick probably realized why Haiden was suggesting it. It was such a bizarre thing to imagine that soone wasn’t even allowed to cover her body.
My father was a disgusting man.
"I have a plan," I spoke up, and they all went silent, turning to . Although Haiden was very angry and I expected him to scream at and tell to stay out of it, he didn’t.
"What is it?" he asked, sounding aggressive, but not toward , more toward the situation.
"Let’s go. We need to prepare for it," I said.
Before walking past Yorick and Troy, I stopped and turned to look at Mrs. Fiona.
"We need to tie her up so she doesn’t go around exposing our plan or the fact that we’re here for this specific reason to anyone," I said, locking eyes with her.
"What about my daughter?" she uttered, while Troy had already approached her to drag her to the nearest cabin and tie her up there.
I began to walk away, slowing down to co level with Yorick.
"Are you done creating a scene?" I asked him, and he grunted. Since he didn’t respond, I kept walking forward. I didn’t care what these n thought of anymore, because when there was a ti they were supposed to sit down and ask if I had truly done the things I was accused of, they chose to punish instead.
I still rembered my first night in the dorm rooms, when they flushed my family photos, when they tied under the shower for hours. Then I was taken to the first test in a disheveled state. I could have failed because of how cold I was, or because I was starving.
So no, I was not going to forget any of it or act like I was fine. I was only getting along for the sake of justice and survival in the North.
Once we were in the mansion, I pointed in the direction of the second floor.
"Usually the guests stay according to their ranks," I said. "But I heard the guest alphas, betas, and even council mbers are staying on the second floor," I told Haiden.
"Even our rooms have been shifted to the second floor, which makes wonder why," he said.
All the guests were staying over for the night and would leave in the morning. Our pack house was extrely large, and now I knew why, so that Father could do whatever he wanted on the third floor, and nobody would even know what was happening in one of the rooms.
"Who is staying on the third floor, then?" Troy asked, while Yorick remained mostly silent.
"My father, and I guess so other royal beta. Which makes wonder if my father is planning tonight’s session with that man," I said. They looked disgusted.
"So what is your brilliant plan?" Haiden asked, his hands on his waist.
"I know which room they are taking her to," I said with the look of determination on my face.
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