Stolen Bite

Chapter 5

Evelyn's POV

The whole night, I just could not sleep. I kept on stirring. I kept on forcing myself to sleep. I kept on counting numbers hoping it would eventually lead me to sleep. And I kept on staring at the Moon through my window.

I look at my palms. The burns are already healing. I held the silver handcuffs with my bare hands when capturing filth. I wonder if it is healing filth. Because he is still in silver cells.

I had the least amount of sleep. I slept at 4 o clock, early in the morning and woke up again at 8. Yes, that is the lowest hours of sleep I have got till now.

I am currently having breakfast with Liam and Celia. And the air is thick in between them. Why? I don't know. They usually have meals at their home but today, I invited them over because I had to talk about the captured Rogue Alpha.

"Okay. But what is happening between you two?" I ask them shoving a spoonful of scrambled eggs into my mouth.

Neither of them answer. Liam just looks at me, shakes his head with a smile indirectly saying that nothing is wrong.

But it is written all over Celia's face. That something is definitely not right. We might have stayed away from each other for an year and half, but I can still read her like a book. Staying away from each other for an year and half does not wipe out the past when we were so close for nineteen years. Not to me, at least.

"Celia?" I ask her.

She does not even raise her head. Okay. Something is more than wrong. But I don't know what is.

"Do you want to-"

"Princess Evelyn!" One of our maids walks to the dining hall and bows.

I nod my head and she raises on her feet again.

"You have someone waiting for you on the line. The main phone at the palace living room" she says.

A phone call? For me?? Never did that happen. I look at Celia and Liam. But their faces say that it is not a prank. And their confused faces says it all, not a prank.

"Did they tell you their name?" I ask the maid.

"No, Princess! Because it is an Alpha. And no one is supposed to ask the name of an Alpha" she says again.

"And how do you know it is an Alpha?" I ask her already standing up from my seat.

"The message read, The Alpha of Red Moon Pack is on the line and is requesting presence of Princess Evelyn through the Telephone" she slowly says.

My eyes go wide.

The Alpha of Red Moon Pack.!

I turn around to see Liam and Celia mirroring my reaction.

Freaking William Brown called me! He wants to talk to me. Holy s**t!!!

I just want to run and talk to him right now. But I cannot let anyone know. Let alone this maid. It reaches my father in no time. And that would raise suspicions.

"Okay. I am coming" I tell her trying to be cool when inside I am a mess.

When the maid turns around, I look at Liam and Celia. Liam throws his thumbs up in the air and Celia winks at me.

I blow air through my puffed cheeks and start walking to the palace living room. The walk to the living room today somehow feels like eternity. I am just walking. So robotic. Because I am trying my best not to show my real emotions out.

Once I reach, I hold the receiver and look around. There is no one in sight. But I know that just behind the wall, there are probably twenty guards all along the wall. Almost 100 guards are probably guarding just the outline of the palace right now.

"Hello?" I talk through the phone and what the heck is wrong with my voice!

"Good Morning, Princess Evelyn!" His voice fills my ear through the receiver.

My heart pounds out of my chest.

"Good Morning, Alpha William Brown!" I greet him.

And my voice sounds absolutely horrible right now. Is it because I am nervous? Because it has been probably three years since I talked to him.

"Oh no, Princess! It would be just William for you. Let us drop the formals please" he chuckles.

Oh My God! He is chuckling right now.

"I have received a message from the King yesterday, but I was busy with something so I just saw it. It reads that the reason your visit to our pack was cancelled, was because you are unwell. So I just thought to check on you" he says.

His speech is a mixture of respect, friendly and formal. He is always sending mixed signals. But they lean more towards being friendly.

"Uhm.. yes. My head felt heavy halfway through the journey. Maybe all the travellings the past few months were taking a toll on me" I smile awkwardly.

"It can happen. How are you feeling now, Princess? If you don't mind me asking" he asks.

"Yeah. Much better" I answer.

And silence fills the conversation. We absolutely don't know what to talk. Few seconds of heavy and thick silence passes by until he talks again.

"So.. ummm..." He fumbles with his words.

Is he nervous? Am I making him nervous?

"Or maybe he is in LOVE!!" Tasha butts in and I swiftly push her aside.

"I will see you at your Coronation, then. If you want to visit the pack anytime soon, you are always welcomed, Princess!" He says.

And that I know is the end of the phone call.

"Yeah. Will see you at the Coronation. Take care" I greet him.

"Take your sweet time getting well" is all he says before hanging up.

I put the receiver back and stand there with a smile on my face. He just talked to me. And the last line. Take your sweet time getting well. Sweet time.

It is him who is sweet!

I must celebrate this moment.

So I turn around to go to Celia and Liam but they are already walking towards me. Maybe they are done with their breakfast.

Liam clears his throat and stands with his hands on his hips.

Celia smirks at me and her smirk literally says, "Details b***h!"

"He just called to make sure I am okay. Because, I did not meet him yesterday. Dad sent a message that I am unwell" I shrug.

"Aww! He called to check on you" Celia awes.

"Ah! Not that flattering, really" Liam shrugs earning a glare from Celia and I.

"So, what are your plans for today.? Shall we go for shopping??" Celia asks.

"I need to celebrate, Celia!!" I smirk.

Only she, out of everyone knows what I exactly mean when I say I need to celebrate. Earlier I used to kill a rogue whenever I felt like I needed to celebrate. And at this moment, I have the Rogue Alpha with me.

Maybe I will have some play time with him.

"Liam!! Follow me. Celia!! I will meet you later" I say and turn around already walking out.

Liam silently follows me to the silver cells. The guards bow and make way. Only the guards knows who is in there. Not even my pack members have an idea. About me capturing the Rogue Alpha.

The guard at the door hands the silver key to Liam and

"Want to come in and watch?" I ask Liam.

And he doesn't say anything. But I know he will be following me in and watch what I want to do when I say I need to celebrate.

"Good Morning!!" I greet the filth as soon as I enter the cell.

He looks better already. His healing power is almost same as a regular wolf. If someone meets him in a pack, no one would ever mistake him for a rogue.

"Morning, Princess!" He smirks.

"I see you are healing!" I say gripping his hair and yanking his head back examining the wounds and bruises he has from yesterday.

They are totally healing. My eyes then move from his bruises to his eyes. Green eyes staring back at me. And he still has a smirk plastered on his face. Something, I don't like it.

So I punch him in the jaw again. His head falling to the other side. The chair he is tied to, shakes with the impact. He laughs. And that irritates me to another level.

I look around for weapons. And I find few at the corner of the cell. All the silver weapons laid out to torture the traitors and rogues. We put them in each cell.

I wear gloves because I don't want to risk burning my hands again. My people would get suspicious. I choose a silver rod and walk to him again.

I examine his wrists. They are not healing because his wrists are tied to the chair using silver threaded ropes.

I smirk at him. And he is still smirking. I am about to wipe that smirk off of his face.

I place the rod on his arm. He does not flinch. He is still looking straight into my eyes. And the smirk is still plastered on his face.

I then press a little harder. It still does not show any impact on him. I see the skin underneath the silver rod burning and turning into a wound and there is still no reaction from him.

I throw the silver rod away and punch him again. His head jerks back and even the chair moves with him this time, leaning back but the wall behind stops from falling.

I grab his hair again and hit his head to the wall. He closes his eyes. And that is when I know, I finally earned a reaction. I am hurting him.

Before I hurt him again, Liam grabs me. Holds me and pulls me back.

"Ev!! Ev! Calm down!!" He whispers.

"Maybe you are hurting him more than you should" he whispers holding me from back as if he wants to stop me from reaching filth again.

I look at Liam. My eyes fierce. One look from me and he leaves me. He bows his head slightly and I walk to filth again. He is still closing his eyes.

I bend before him, so my face is against his close, and I take the support of the chair being careful not to touch the silver ropes.

He opens his eyes and they are bloodshot red. And he still has the audacity to smile. I bloody want to wipe this smile off! I raise my hand to hurt him again but a guard stops me from it.

"Princess! The King is asking for your presence!" He bows when he enters.

I turn around and raise my eyebrow asking him the reason.

"There is an uproar in one of the packs! They say they does not want you as their Queen!" He says.

What?