Chapter 4
Freya's POV
I do not know why my heart was breaking at the news I just heard but I knew better than to be tormented by the two-faced Sheila.
I could already guess that they were bound to take their relationship to the next level because they were able to get rid of me.
"A planner? I don't think she would be cut up for that..we don't want our guests being poisoned that day," Darren says and I scoffed inwardly hearing that.
I was surprised that Lana was not making any moves ever since I entered the room…maybe she has retracted to the bank of my mind not wanting to witness the commotion going on in the room.
"What you are so funny babe," Sheila says standing on her toes and she kisses Darren on his lips.
I watched as Sheila smiled as she rubbed Darren's chest down to his torso and she extended her hands into his trousers and I looked away not wanting to see their disgusting actions.
I heard Darren's shameful moan and my eyes glistened with tears hearing how those sounds could come out of his mouth.
'That shameful man! How can he do that in front of me? Is he even human!' I thought to myself and I kept my eyes to the side and it was only after I heard them exchanging their goodbye I only returned my sight to them.
I watched as Darren walked out of the room giving me a distasteful look and I wondered what wrong have I ever done to him.
"So what did you think of us?" I heard Sheila ask and I rolled my eyes wondering why she was asking me that.
I was so sure that she was just trying to rub it to my face that she had my mate and one thing I failed to do.
"I do not know what to think," I say nonchalantly, forgetting how vicious Sheila could be when she isn't in the presence of anyone.
"Did you just give me attitude?" She asked walking towards me and before I could register what was going on she gave me a resounding slap which stings so bad.
I touched my hot cheeks and I knew it was going to get swollen seeing how much force she used and with her strength, she really wanted to leave a bruise.
"I really don't need to get annoyed…I don't want to scare the baby," she says and my eyes widen in shock with the information.
What! The witch Sheila is pregnant with Darren's child! I panicked but I composed myself knowing the girl was trying to get me distracted.
"Why are you glaring at me like that? Are you trying to curse the baby?" She asked in a wronged voice and I shook my head knowing that the lady was going to take it the other way.
She has always found a way to make me feel like trash and always tries to suppress me and I noticed that was her power. Making me feel less of myself.
"I already told you not to reply to me with a head gesture…unless you really want to go deaf," she says and I shiver knowing she was capable of doing that. My recent encounter with her already told me what kind of scary person she was.
"Definitely ma'am," I say, even though I do not know what I was apologizing for. I watched as she swayed her hips out of the room after ordering me to make sure the room was sparkling clean.
I broke down immediately when Sheila left the room and my eyes were filled with so much pain. Why did the moon goddess have to get so cruel to me..I have no skills, no power and I am also a miserable orphan. Is that not too much to swallow?
"No matter what happens you are going to be fine," I encouraged myself and I stood up to clean the room knowing if the witch came back and the room was not tidy enough she was going to take it out on me.
I started cleaning the room but my actions stopped when I got to her closet..I looked at the beautiful clothes and jewelry that was in the room and an evil thought crossed my mind.
'Why can't I run away with this and go and leave a normal life elsewhere?' I thought but I shook my head at the risky thought.
There was no way I was going to get past the guards at the pack border and moreover, I do not want things like that.
"But I can try out one of the clothes, right?" I mumbled and I immediately dropped my cleaning equipment and licked up a shiny blue dinner gown that fit me perfectly and I wondered if I and Sheila were the same size.
I walked towards the mirror and I was wowed by the sight I saw.
"Is that me?" I asked, pointing at my reflection in the mirror and a smile hit my lips at the sight.
I was looking so pretty and I was sure that even if I cleaned up well I was going to look elegant like Luna.
"It's nice but I should take it off if I don't want Sheila to have my head," I say, trying to take off the dress but a scream from outside stopped my actions.
What's that noise? I wondered about hearing the faint voice echoing through the corridor but Andrea while it got clearer.
"The pack is under attack!" The guards yelled rushing into the room and my actions skipped hearing those words.
"What! What does he mean that the pack was under attack?" I wondered but the hurried footsteps of people in the room alerted me and I knew that it was no joke.
The pack was really under attack…what was going to happen to me? What is going to happen to all of us?