Chapter 9 ( The Crazy )

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I smile friendly at her. "wow, Who knew my lovely mate had such a pretty mother".

She gonna be one of the first ones to go.

I hear dark a chuckle. "That is not my mother she is simply a replacement, never say anything so disrespectful against my mother again." I gasp looking at my mate who just made his grand entrance in the hospital-like room.

The pretty lady just sighs tiredly and gives me a warm simile not caring about Kings presence.

"I am his step-mom dear, what's your name" she says trying to lighten up the mood like I just did not get strangled by her step son who is certainly in the room.

As I go to speak my mate speaks up, frowning while pushing  his  eyes-brows together .

" None of your goddam business, Karen. Do you not have any other business to attend to. Go suck dry more of my dads money or pretend your my brothers mother, my affairs have nothing to do with a-" before he finished what he was saying a loud slap echoed off the walls.

She had slapped him.

" You ungrateful child, I thought all those beating I gave you as a child would have put some respect in you." she went on rambling as she stormed out the door, slamming it behind her.

Corny.

I sighed and looked at King.

His jaw was clenched for a second and I swear I saw his eyes watering. But all over the water and emotion was non existent when he blinked. His normal bored expression back on his face.

I cracked a taunting smile. "what is it? did your mommy make you cry. oh no, does my mate have mommy issues."

A dangerous glint lit up in his eyes and I knew I had hit a nerve.

King smiles, looking almost too friendly, like he does in his interviews.

"too bad you can't, both of your parents are dead."

My brain went stagnate, my body was paralyzed. I look at King to only see him checking his nails as if what he just said was casual talk.

I went to growl but stopped myself.

"that lady doesn't smell like you, where's your real mom?" I grab the glass of water talking casually to him.

I saw him freeze in the corner of my eye.

I smirked. "what? is she dead or something".

He clinched his fist.

I continued," maybe mommy decided to kill herself because she couldn't stand to raise a crazy piece of sh-"

"stop" i heard a faint voice call. My eyes widen.

" She loved me!" I stared at King in shock. He eyes look different less intense and more.......

child-like.

"Your- your just like everyone else, she was the only person who- " he mumbled to himself quietly, he sounded like he was on the verge of breaking down, still I didn't see a single tear on his pretty face.

Suddenly his face went blank, there was no trace of any type of emotion or humanity. Everything about him changed. He stood up straight, he looked back at me. Those dark eyes staring at me as if they had seen me for the very first time.

Then he started laughing. Again. For months, I had not felt nothing. I was the definition of numb but as soon as I heard him laughing my blood went cold.

This laugh sounded so raw and hazardous. When I saw the a crazy glint flash in his eyes and I knew...

I was scared.

.....

It has been three days in this hospital bed. The only people I have seen are doctors, giving me looks of pity but interest. I sat like a ginny pig as they poked me with needles and giving me painful fake smiles.

I wasn't stupid though. I knew he was planing and so was I.

The painted white walls were the only thing that kept my interest. Or thats what the doctors thought.

My wolf is always in the corner of my mind, staring endlessly at nothing. While I was scribbling franticly on the board implanted in my mind. I was planing. I was planing something big

and my wolf was too far gone to stop me.

. . .

I heard a fait knock . It looked like a maid of some sort. She had midnight dark hair and a young appearance. She had to be 13-16.

"excuse me miss, but you have been requested to go to the alpha kings headquarters"
I almost smirked, but I had a act to keep up.
My eyes widen in fear and I made sure my hands started to shake.

" Is he going kill me" I asked her, watching the look of pity fall onto her face.

Stupid people. So quick to pity, the helpless when they're helpless themselves.

"no, miss. He just wants to speak with you regarding the youngest prince, it's also time for you to leave the healing room."

I nod. Wincing once I stand up. Throughout the few days I have been here my brain has been so active, I guess I forgot my body required that has well.

I feel myself about to fall but before I could the young maid caught me.

"whoa, easy does it" she said her eyes caring as she grabbed my arm and walked me out of the room. She had very nice eyes.

Midnight Dark Eyes.

"Do I know you?"

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