The Forgotten Princess & her Beta Mates
Werewolf and 101
A bFool /b
bDas/bb‘ /bbp.o.v. /b
bWe /bcan all hear the panic in Quin’s voice and I throw the door of our room open to see a very scantily clothed woman standing in the doorway of Quin’s room.
My jaw drops at Everett’s remark and the way he looks at her, but also feel his giddiness through our bond. That fucking Idiot is toying with her and she doesn’t know it yet.
“No, I am not lost. As the future King, your Brother needs a pretty Queen, who knows how to deal with Servants, organizing parties and entertaining guests.” She answers him.
“Is this how Mom entertains guests?” Everett asks Quin with a straight face and the horror on Quin’s face sends my Maes back into our room. For Everett’s sake, I hope that we are the only ones who heard his question.
I see Uncle Vaughn approaching with the former Beta and neither of them looks very pleased with this situation. The woman remains oblivious to the two approaching men, and I hope she incriminates herself before she bes aware of them.
“Your Highness, I have been trained by my Mother to be a Luna. Unfortunately, Alpha Jax disagreed with her and chose another as his Luna. I can be of service in more than one way.” She says.
“Stay away from the Crown Prince; he does not need a woman who has bedded more men than there are in this Pack. Darrion says, startling the woman, who falls t on her ass, because none of us respond in time.
Both Quin and Everett look at Darrion in shock and with disgust written all over their faces. I doubt anyone had expected the blunt words Darrion spoke and most definitely not the woman on the floor.
“You might be the former Beta, but that doesn’t give you the right to insult me.” She mumbles as she tries to get up off the floor.
Two of our Guardians pick the woman up and move toward the stairs. I know they will take her to the dungeons and we will deal with herter. First, we need to deal with the shitshow that Alpha bJax /bcaused.
“You have ten minutes.” Uncle Vaughn states. “Breakfast is almost done and then I want to deal with Alpha Jax and the mess he created.”
We only have a few minutes to spare as we race down the stairs, but one look from Uncle Vaughn makes us slow down and my Mates pout as we pass him.
“You’re not too old to be smacked on the head, Kiddos.” Uncle Vaughn says teasingly.
I bury my face in Daxton’s chest and he pulls me a little closer as we walk into the dining room. Someone clearing their throat has me looking up and I am a bit surprised to see all the windows and doors closed.
“Don’t your Pack–members eat in the dining room with you, Alpha Jax?” I ask. A man I haven’t met before looks at him, probably hoping that he will answer my question.
Alpha Jax refuses to answer my question and when I see a Pack–member walking by the patio, open the door. I repeat my question to the man and he shakes his head before he turns toward the dining room.
“Alpha Jax changed many things after his Father left and none of it was to better our lives, only theirs.” He states and he doesn’t have to point out who he means with theirs.
Jax’s Father is reading the file that led us to Dark Iron Pack and I can bfeel /bthe anger radiating from him. He doesn’t like what Jax did; not just to his Pack–members, but also to his fated Mate. I wonder how he will handle this.
“Jax, we raised you better than this. A fated Mate should be cherished and not tossed aside for whatever reason. Why did you allow the bond to form if you had no intention of honoring it?” His Father asks and I know that I am not the only one curious about the answer.
“Lilian is weak; she never trains andins when she is asked to do an extra task.” Jax answers. “You don’t want to know how often I have gotten reports on it and someone like that isn’t Lana material.”
Darius bwalks /baway from me and grabs Darrion on his way out. He bdoesn’t /bsay anythingb, /bbut bI /balready know where bhe /bbis /bbgoing /band what he will most likely find.
I walk out to the patio to bget /bsome fresh air and to my left, bI /bbspot /bLilian with a man who looks like Jaxb, /bbut I know it bisn’t /bbbecause /bJax is in the dining room. I slowly walk toward them to hear what they are saying and what I am hearing can cause another
shitshow.
“I don’t care if there is a connection. After what your Brother did, will never trust a man in your family again. No matter what today brings, I will never ept a connection to your family again. Lilian says before she storms off.
The unknown man wants to follow herb, /bbut I stop him by grabbing his arm and pushing him into the dining room.
“Jax, I hope you are happy with all the choices you made. You didn’t just ruin Lilian’s life, you also destroyed your own and that of your Brother. Your Brother is Lilian’s second connection and we all know how rare that is. Unfortunately, your actions have caused Lilian to refuse your Brother’s connection.” I have barely spoken the words and his Father lunges for him.
“Your Majesty, I have found the reports on Lilian’s behavior. They were all submitted by the Luna and her Father, which makes sense if you want that title for yourself.” Darius says as he walks into the dining room with a few files.
We quickly nce through them and what Darius said is correct. The woman Jax chose as his Mate and Luna was the one to file most of the reports, but when I look at what she asked Lilian to do, I understand why Lilian refused.
“Alpha, do you think it is fair to task someone with training children when they have no experience in that field?” I ask while I look at Jax’s Father.
“Of course not. You ensure that whoever is assigned a task is adequately trained to perform it. It would be like cing an Omega in the Alpha positionb; /bthey will fail because theyck the training for the job.” He answers.
“Darrion, was Lilian trained to instruct the children during their training?” I ask, but we already know the answer and it doesn’t surprise me when he confirms that she never received that kind of training.
It is clear that the current Luna yed Jax for a fool and seeded in it. Now all we can do is hope that the damage can be undone in some way.