Sold To The Alpha Prince That Broke Me

Six

Chapter Six

I get dressed and decide to wear something else before wearing my dress as I go ahead and make breakfast for three of the princes. Prince Kane, being the older one and graduated from high school just the previous year, is still asleep in his bed and that is good news for me. I know he will want to eat as soon as he wakes up, so I gently place the food on his nightstand before walking out silently.

I would want nothing else but for him to stay asleep so I am being as quiet as possible. The next that I serve is a prince Axel and he just snatches the food away from me before tasting it and making me await to see if he likes it enough.

“ I don't like the eggs”, he says, and I am left with no other option but to question “what is wrong with the eggs.

My prince, I can fix it”, I say to him, as it is my duty to anyway.

“Not enough salt” he says placing the plate on his bed with a face of disgust on him.

“Should I bring you a salt shaker, my prince?” I ask as get my answer immediately.

“No, are you f*****g kidding? Get me a whole new plate”. He hands it over to me and I do one thing that will at least make me feel better about this. I take the food to my brother and at this point at least he has decent breakfast before having to do it all over again.

I know that the eggs have enough salt, but I know he just loves doing this every single day. I have to get him a second plate and he really does not know that he's doing me a favor, but he's also wasting my time. While he's at it. I get him his other plate and this time around he winks at me before letting me walk away. I am glad that he did not have yet another complaint because other days I have to get him three plates before he is satisfied and I know that he really does not mean anything that he says every single time he finds fault, but I just have to oblige anyway because it is my duty.

I head over to Brock's room next to bring him some food, but after knocking for several seconds, I finally decide that I will open the door and check if he is still asleep. But no, it just seems like he rolled out of bed, threw his blankets to the floor and left. Looks like he was angry about something and I just do not know what it would be that would make him mess the room up so much.

Just great. Now I have an even bigger mess to deal with before I have to go get ready. I do it as quickly as I can before walking away with the food. The last time that I left food in his room, he accused me of trying to make his food his room smell and it was all because he decided that he was not going to come home an entire weekend doing whatever that he likes to get up to that I do not know about, but indeed, I will not be letting that happen again.

It seems that I will be having a plate myself. I suppose. I eat the food and I'm glad that I'm finally able to get into my dress right as I head over to Stella's room so we can catch the bus on time, I meet Rebecca on the way.

“Where did you get that dress?” She asks me immediately, looking at me with so much hatred, eyeing me up and down like she is staring at a very smelly creature.

“Estella gave it to me for my birthday”, I respond to her and she just rolls her eyes.

“Oh, it's your birthday today, princess?. I hope it's the worst that you will ever have your entire life after doing what you did to me yesterday. I will make sure of it,” she says, and I just do not even want to know what she thinks she's going to do, what she has in mind, because I know that I'm going to really hate it. I know for a fact that she means it when she said that she's going to try to make my day a living nightmare.

“ Listen to me, this is my style that you're trying to steal and nobody can wear it better than me. You look hideous. You look ridiculous,” she says to me before walking away. Sometimes I hate seeing the resemblance that we have. Same brown hair, similar dark blue eyes. It just hurts to see a bit of myself in her because the personality that she has is absolutely rotten and I would never want to be associated with her. But she is my half sister, after all.

Our mother did give us a lot of her features. Unfortunately, she walks away and returns sooner than I would like her to.

“Where is Brock?” She asks me and I just shrug my shoulders.

“I do not know. By the time I made him his breakfast, he was already not there”. I say it to her and she just narrows her eyes at me.

“ If you know where he is, you better tell me right now. I do not know what you think you're going to gain from keeping my boyfriend”, , she emphasizes highly on that part “away from me. So just tell me where he went”, she says to me and I shrug my shoulders yet again.

“ I really do not know and I really should get going”, I say to her, holding on tightly to the strap of my backpack and going to Stella.

“ That witch already saw me today,” I say to her, and she furrows her brows.

“Are you talking about Rebecca?” She asks, and I I nod my head

“yes, precisely”, I say to her. And she just rolls her eyes.

“Don't let her get to you, okay? This is your birthday. You're finding your mate. Maybe he's not even from this pack. You should be happy for that. Actually, that's the best that could happen for you. That your mate is not within this pack and will soon find you and take you away from this nightmare. That is what I hoped for. But honestly, the connection I have with Steven is just too powerful for me to even complain”, she assures me, and there's almost a smile on my face. But I quickly stop it because I know what I was thinking about

. I was thinking about what it would be like to have exactly what she's talking about. But I do not ever want to think about it. I should not be thinking about it at all. And I'm going to make sure that I did not get excited by the idea, even slightly. I will live to avoid finding my mate because I already know that it is only going to be one more person added to the list who's going to hurt me. Well, honey, let's make sure that eyes are on you, she says before we take the bus and getting to school.

I can already feel the stares. Stella is happy that the dress that she got me is already working wonders. The way that she did my hair as well finally forced me to let it down and express just how long and healthy it is. Yes, I agree with her when she says I look pretty, but I do not like the eyes on me.

Everyone is looking at me with even greater hatred in their eyes, and some of the boys, I swear, are nearly drooling, but that does not mean they like me now. A far cry from it!

“Listen, I have to go submit something, so catch you at lunch?” I ask her and she shakes her head

“ no. We have biology together, remember?” She reminds me, and I am quite relieved. I will definitely need her by my side all day long. But even just one lesson will make all the difference for not having her in the other one. I really hate that we do not have a lot of classes together, just biology and math. That's all it is. And when it comes to Rebecca, I have to see her a lot more, and I really wish that was not the case.

I really wish they could just separate me from the rest of the students and just give me an education on the side. But I mean, that's honestly, ambition right there. It's already a miracle that I got into school in the first place instead of being told to stay at home cleaning all day and taking orders. Yes, it's really weird how my mother was able to convince him to do that, but was not able to convince them for my brother.

I did not even want to think about it too much at this point. I try to find Brock because I know he will be angry to know that I submitted the paper and not him. He did tell me after all that he will just be taking credit while I do all the work. And I know there will be some positives fir us if he Submits it before all the others. It helps to keep mrs stroker at least closer to hating me less. At least knowing that I am her best student makes her hate me less.

I struggle to find him, but what I do find is something I really do not want to find. A sensation, a weird feeling in my heart. And it is accompanied by something that just sets off alarm bells in my mind. I begin to smell cinnamon and Oakwood.

No!!!

Stella described this also clearly. A weird smell that smells weirdly appealing to you will suddenly be filling your nostrils up very potently. That is exactly what is happening to me right now and I hate to admit that I know exactly what that means for me!