Fire And Ice

Chapter 75 - Questions of Fate

Natalia's P. O. V

The Werewolf who rejected me, who stood by as I was demeaned and abused, who had been born into greatness within their ranks while I was seen as nothing more than an anthill to kick on their path...

Callum stood before me, doing his best to contain the tremors of his outstretched hand, as he looked at me like I was an apparition with those stupid brown eyes of his.

From Kirstin's reports, he'd been demoted in every way but his title. Cheating on Brittany had garnered him not only her ire, but also that of Harry and anyone who would listen to them, hypocritical as it was. But to the wider Werewolf world, he was still the next Beta of the Lightwood Pack.

'Nat...' Candy said in a small voice, not daring to ask what she already knew the answer to. Whatever she still felt for him was dead in me and she knew it.

I let my eyes run down him, then back up to his apprehensive face with a not-at-all-forced look of disdain on my own. If anything, I had to work to make my distaste look light and vaguely dismissive, as opposed to advertising my hatred on my face for all to see.

"I'll have to decline." I said, then turned away, making my way straight for the Sunshine duo, who had taken a break from spinning around the dance floor and had stationed themselves across the room from Brittany, who was fuming to Harry. I picked up a champagne flute, swirling it in my fingers as I listened in.

"Who does she think she is, rejecting a Beta just cause she's an Alpha?" She fumed in whispers.

"I bet I could've gotten her to dance with me." Harry threw a drink back and gave her a look, "And I don't think you should speak like that about another Alpha."

The unspoken 'not here' passed between them and she rolled her eyes but seemed to get the message from her switching topics.

"Callum suddenly started begging for us to let him dance with her. I thought you would be a better choice to do it, but your Luna was against it."

She must have added something else in their mind link, because Harry suddenly whipped his head to her, his glare severe, while she shot back a smug look. Kylie, who stood next to him, shrank back, almost hiding behind him from Brittany's gaze.

I smiled into my glass.

"This discussion is over. I'll handle it, you go dance with your mate." He finally said out loud, after several seconds of intense looks and unspoken words.

"Fine." She shot back, then spun on her heel to join Callum in a dance.

'Looks like there's trouble in hell.' I told Timothy and Hailey through the connection Kaesha had set up for the three of us before we left..

Timothy replied, 'That means Kirstin was right.'

'What did he mean by he'll handle it?' Hailey asked, her curiosity painted on her face.

I glanced at Harry over the top of my glass, finding him staring at me, 'If I'm correct, it means we've got their full attention.'

I scanned the ballroom for which of my pack members was unoccupied. Through our pack mind link, I called to Daniella, 'I'm going to need you to leave the ballroom right after I do and go to the quiet room we were shown. If the window isn't open, I need you to pretend you're hot from all the dancing and open it. Make sure it stays open till I leave the balcony nearby.'

'Yes, Alpha.'

I placed my untouched glass on the tray of one of the passing servants, "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get some fresh air."