The Forgotten Child

Chapter Four

    For the passing weeks, Callan and his family have come and gone every chance they got. Callan and Claire were spending even more time together which only were confirming the rumors that were spread around the pack.

    "Please Callan, I am the most beautiful female in the whole pack," Claire said as she flipped the fake thing on her head that she calls hair. Today the servants were cleaning the ballroom, and Claire came through with the clicking of her heels echoing throughout. He looked at me as he spoke, "Yes you are," We both looked away, "What are you looking at baby?" She turned around to see, made a face, and then walked away. He started to follow her then stopped and looked at me for another second. I only caught another glimpse of him before my world fell apart.

*Later that day*

    The Alpha held a meeting once we were all done cleaning and rearranging the tables and chairs. "Tonight will mark the beginning of our unions coming together," the Alpha spat on about things he did not understand. Once he walked away, the whisperings began once more.

        "Do you think he is proposing?"

"Is that not the reason we cleaned?"

            "Only the best for Claire."

"God just shut up y'all, "I said as everyone became quiet, and then I knew. I became annoyed and sighed. "Marine?" I spun around on my heels. "Yes, Claire?"

    "Come with me," She said as she pointed out the door. The storage rooms. Can you guess what is about to happen? "I have seen the way he looks at you," Claire said as she shut the door behind us. "Did you bring me here just to tell me His Highness has eyes?" I said as I spun around to meet her hand on my cheek. She grabbed my wrist and drug me over to one of the chains. She then walked over to the other wall and I tried to follow and tried to throw a punch at her, but she moved too fast as the chains cut into my skin. "See Marine, I do not know why my family keeps you around. Or maybe I do." She cuffed the other chain to my wrist.

    I hung my head because I knew I was not escaping. "What do you want?" "What do I want? WHAT DO I WANT?!" She screamed and laughed like she had gone mad. She pulled a knife from one of the tables and held it to my neck. "I want you dead." She took a moment that seemed as if she were going to do it but then she pulled back. "But my family needs you alive." She started to rub her chin like she was thinking as she circled me. "But I can still do this," she said as she swung the knife into the side of my thigh. I bit my lip as hard as I could that I busted it. "No one said you couldn't be on the brink of death."

    It was hard for me to keep myself up on my legs. "I'll come back for you once Callan proposes to me." She waved as she walked out the door and locked it. I can only hope that she plunged the knife deep enough to allow me to bleed to death, then I can finally know peace. I have come to terms with dying in many cases. I have not known happiness in my entire life, so it was okay. I closed my eyes and could only hope for death to come.

*Nighttime*

Everyone gathered into the ballroom awaiting the entrance of The Alpha and Luna, then The King and Queen, and last Callan and Claire. Connor was not a child of favorites nor did he care for this, so he was already in the room along with the extra guests and servants.

    "Thank you all for coming. Now welcome our honored guests Our King and Queen." The applause began, and soon they entered. "Please welcome our son, and your prince Callan," the King said. "And our daughter Claire." The applause was not as great for them, but they still applaud because they were afraid of Claire.

    Everyone was soon seated while The Alpha and Luna, along with the King and Queen, Callan and Claire started the first dance. While everyone was contempt with watching the twirling and sparkle of their dances something was also happening outside the walls they were sitting next to.

*In the storage*

    Marine laid there kneeling with her arms still attached to the chains and her head touching the ground. She laid unconscious but she still was mumbling. "Mother...no, Father." *BOOM* The door to the storage room burst open. Marine tried to raise her head but could barely even open her eyes.

    "What...are you?" I said as I felt the wind blowing through the room and a faint purple mist. My eyes could not stay open. My body felt as if it were floating. I could hear water splashing, leaves crunching. "Where...where am... I?" I tried to ask. The purple mist was gone.

*Meanwhile*

    The dancing was off with a hit as everyone joined in. They were all laughing and having a great time. Then came time for an announcement. Claire and Callan were in the middle of the dance floor with the spotlight on them. Everyone created a giant circle for them. "Claire," Callan cleared his throat," I know we have not known each other for very long, but I was hoping to ask for your hand..." *BOOM* Everyone gasped in terror for the sound was horrible. Claire chuckled nervously. "My hand?" Callan looked back to Claire. "Um... yes. I was hoping to ask for your hand..."

    "Everyone! You have to come and check this out!" A servant yelled out. Everyone walked outside to see the night sky filled with a purple mist. It was the most magical thing they ever saw and that is when they could smell it. "Blood," Callan said. Claire chuckled to herself once again, for she thought she had messed up locking the storage before leaving. Callan and his family lead everyone to where the storage was that is when the Alpha tried to intervene. "That is our storage unit. It needs to be renovated; a lot of our staff tend to end up hurt by walking out of there." Callan glared at him. "I'm sure if it’s nothing but the storage you would not mind us checking it out," The King said, and the Alpha stepped down. The door was knocked out of its hinges. Callan tried to touch the door but hissed. "Sliver?! Are you mad why would you need this if it is just storage?" The Alpha was terrified. Then they finally stepped inside to see the horrifying sights of what we call a torture chamber. Callan turned towards The Alpha and as he was a few centimeters away from his mate he stopped. He sniffed the air and growled, "Mate!"