Greer
I could see the betrayal in my uncles eyes. It struck me I rarely saw him without my witch of an ex stepmother. I thought she might be here to revel in my sadness.
I straightened my back, I wasn’t going to let him know it affected me. That Jacob would choose Aurelia, and she would let him. I held onto the thought that they may be mates and couldn’t resist the pull but I knew neither of them knew yet. The three of us had been born within weeks of each other, it stung they couldn’t have waited a little longer, then I could have understood and while I would still be devastated at least it wouldn’t feel like they betrayed me.
The silence in the room was uncomfortable and I whatever it was I saw in Uncle Justin’s eyes dispersed as he trained his cool gaze on me.
“Greer. I’m glad you finally decided to grace me with your presence. Did it slip your mind I am your alpha? Many would have had your head for all your insolence.”
I knew it irritated him to no end that he couldn’t control me like the others. Little did he know his power had even less effect on me than he thought. If it weren’t for my wolf constantly reining me in I would probably be in even more trouble.
I knew better then to answer his question so I simply stood and waited for him to continue.
“As you know there was a request for Aurelia to become a chosen luna. However I have managed to convince them that you are a more appropriate choice.”
Of all the things I was expecting that was not it.
“You can’t do that. This is my pack. I am meant to lead here.” I fought to keep my voice from shaking.
“I’m afraid I can and I have.” The flick of guilt was back in his eye. He knew this was wrong.
“You can’t make me, I know the rule. I have to go willingly. And I won’t.” I crossed my arms in front of my chest in a effort to stop my heart trying to escape my chest.
“You have to Greer. Aurelia, she wouldn’t survive something like this. She isn’t tough like you. Now I know it was her they were after I can’t let them take her. I’m sorry I truly am, I tried to stall this as long as possible but I can’t lose my daughter.”
“What about me?“ I whispered. “What about the promised you made to Dad?”
He couldn’t hold my gaze when he answered this time. “I’ve upheld my end of the bargain. I can’t force Jacob to choose you. You have your wolf already, therefore you will fit the criteria.”
I knew I was unwanted but it still f***** hurt. The night my Dad was killed was the night I received my wolf. Aurelia and I were with luna Ashley in clearing, I had been upset as it was it was the anniversary of my mother’s death, or you could call it my birthday but as Dad was always sad it never felt like much of a celebration, so luna Ashley took us star gazing. I could only remember fragments of that what happened . A black wolf that was fixated on us, Ashley trying to shield us before Dad arrived, fighting and a blinding light.
Weeks later I woke up in the medical bay. Dad and Ashley were dead. Aurelia had been knocked out but her dad saved her and he found me unconscious nearby. There was no sign of the wolves that attacked us.
I was told that an alpha I had never heard of, who believed my dad had been responsible for an attack on his pack that killed his mate and father had attacked us in revenge. Despite all his efforts uncle Justin never got justice for my Dad and Ashley, there was just not enough evidence to prove it.
Apparently I was covered in wounds like I had fought someone or something of, which should have been impossible, but when I woke up I heard a voice in my head.
My wolf told me I had needed her so she was sent early. I don’t know how I would have got through the last few years without it her.
“Where am I to go ?” I hadn’t paid attention to who the request was from as I knew my uncle was ignoring it.
“Silver Oak.” He voice held a hatred I hadn’t heard before. “He will be here soon.”
I had to fight gravity now as well, as my legs threatened to buckle. He was sending me to my most hated enemy. I had swore when I was luna I would find the evidence to prove he took the last people who cared about me.
“You can’t be serious?” I finally gasped out. I Tasted blood again, I must have opened up the cut on my lip again in my desperation to hold it together.
“If you don’t agree, they will wait for Aurelia and I can’t let that happen. Please Greer.”
The mighty alpha was now begging me. My heart sank further if that was even possible. I considered Aurelia my sister. While we looked similar we were nothing alike. It would break her to be with the wolf who murdered her mother. Despite what I had just witnessed Aurelia had always been good to me, sharing her mother willingly until she was taken.
I had always carried the burden of blame from the night they were killed saving me, I thought it might lessen now I knew it was Aurelia they were after but for some reason it didn’t matter.
Justin had always said the wolves were after one of us, as revenge. It was clear now they had asked for Aurelia, they had or now at least wanted her, for whatever reason.
I never understood why they would have wanted one of us. We never went to balls or anything and it wasn’t the most welcoming pack so rarely did strangers appear. I struggled to comprehend how they would even know of us.
“I can’t do this.” I shook my head, in an effort to stop the tears that threatened to escape.
“You have to. Maybe you will meet you mate and you can get your revenge and take over his pack?”
Was this his hope all along, gamble on me extracting revenge for him. I didn’t want Silver Oak though. I wanted my dad’s pack. I wanted to prove to them all that I had survived for a reason. That I had a purpose. I wanted to be more than the girl who killed her mother and then lost her father defending her.
No matter how hard I tried to be perfect, it seemed I was never enough.
“You are so much more than you know Greer.”
“I’m sorry you got me Zorina. You know I have to do this don’t you ?”
“Yes, but she doesn’t deserve you to but I understand.”
Uncle Justin studied me for a moment.
“For what it’s worth, I stalled as long as I could. And I am truly sorry.” Someone must have mind linked him.
“They have arrived.”