Power of A Queen

After the table is set up, we get ready to eat. It is a tradition that the Alpha starts the meal, feeds some from his plate to his female and the pack begins. Deimos eats his share, whilst I wait for him to place some on my plate. The pack watches, but he gives me none. He just continues to fill his belly, while I wait for him to place some on my plate.

The pack watches, but he gives me none. He just continues to eat. He looks up "Eat." he commands. Everyone begins to pile their plates with food including me, my hands shaking. His way of saying he does not accept as his Luna, that I have no place on this table. He does not want me.

Trying to look strong in front of your pack when all you want to do is curl up and cry is difficult. But I do it to show my strength.

Unable to handle the embarassment fueled with the unwanted pain of my heart I stand up with a faltering abruptness my chair scraping the floor, the dining room turning quiet. I walk to the kitchen holding my head high placing my plate in the sink. I walk out trying to get to my room before my legs lose their strength before they see my lips wobble before they see my tears.

Closing the door to my room, screaming the pain of my heart, slowly sinking to the floor. The sun hides, giving birth to darkness and I still lie on the floor my screams turning to hiccups. Getting up to take a bath, my eyes swollen, my throat sore. Sinking into the tub feeling its warmth, my heart finally settles.

A knock interrupts my engrossed state with the book I was reading. "Come in," I answer looking towards the door, my back on the headboard of my bed. The petite wolf that showed me around bows down. "What is it?" She slowly stands straight looking at me.

"Alpha wanted me to fetch you for dinner." Dinner? Have I really spent that many hours mourning in this room because of him? The devil beckons I will not obey him this time. Never again will I have any meal with that male. He proved his point, now I will prove mine.

"Tell him, I am not neither hungry nor interested to have a meal with him." Her eyes widen to my answer her mouth opening to persuade me. "That is my final answer." She slowly bows and leaves probably wondering how to deliver my message.

A few minutes later, the loud bang of my door hitting the wall startles me. Deimos walks in his chest heaving up and down. Trying to reign his anger, his wolf accepting no disobedience even from his own mate. "I warned you, I do not do well with disobedience." He says calmly. It's quite surprising how he can be calm when his wolf wants to lash out.

"I did not disobey you, I merely don't want to share a meal with you ever again," I answer him, my tone cold.

I look at him straight in the eye. He growls, snarling his anger trying to overtake his calmness. In return my anger with him overflowing its cage. "You proved your point this afternoon, this is just my response to it. Now leave." I scream at him. He losses his fight, stalking towards me holding my jaw in his hands making me look at him.

"If you ever raise your voice at me again, I will make sure the pack hears your screams to my punishment. Do you understand?" He snarls. My mouth wants to defy him but looking into his eyes I know he speaks the truth.

"Yes." My voice trembles not with fear but my surging of rage that I control with all my might.

"Now you will get dressed and you will come down for dinner to eat with the pack. Do I make myself clear mate?" I just look at him not wanting to answer. "Answer me mate, my patience is running thin." I lick my lips his eyes looking at it.

"Okay," I reply not wanting to fuel his anger. I have no power against him now but I will definitely gain it in the near future.

"Good." He answers leaving me to get ready.

Sitting among the pack, he once again refuses to acknowledge me. It is a tradition that the Alpha commences the meal feeds some from his plate to his female and the pack begins. Deimos consumes his share whilst I wait for him to place some on my plate but he gives me none. He just continues to fill his belly blatantly humiliating me.

This is his way of saying he does not accept as his Luna that I have no place on this table. He does not want me.

"You will eat your three meals here with the pack every day." He says to me his domineering voice infiltrating through the stillness. My mouth aches to defy him but gazing into his eyes I know he addresses the truth. He has no tolerance for disobedience. The dining room is hushed their heads bowed in panic at this male's display of madness.

"Yes." My voice trembles not with fear but the surging anger that I constrain with all my might.

"You will eat your meals here with my pack. Do I make myself clear?" He repeats himself ensuring I register his words in the depths of my mind only to be met with my silence. "Answer me, my patience is running thin."

"Yes," I answer not wanting to feed his temper. I have no power against him now but I will unquestionably gain it shortly. Enough power to bring him to his knees.

"Tomorrow you will train with the pack. I wish to see your strength that rumours say you possess." I nod modestly in silence. "Use your words mate."

"Yes, Alpha." He grimaces apprehending the words that are spit out from my mouth but pays no attention to it.

They are not rumours and I shall make sure to prove to him that. A sense of determination fills me. He will see the true power of a Queen.