Longing For My Rejected Luna novel Chapter 43

*****Erika’s POV*****

"Here she is, Your Highness.” Tasyra is presented to me in the meeting room. I made sure to dress as the Alpha that I was meant to be. The exotic, formal black dress depicts just that picture.

"What are you doing, Your Highness? Why am I here?” She is on the verge of tears.

I hardened my glare.

Nobody will fool me anymore, this is the time to exercise my right and begin investigation. But I need a clue, either living or not.

I needed somewhere to start my investigation from. “Why did you send someone to kill me?”

Shock expressed itself on her pampered features. “W-what?! I… I…”

“Cat’s got your tongue?” I spat, refusing to take in her clueless, confused and scared expression. Everyone was a suspect, whoever their family might be.

“N-no, Your Highness but why would you think I would do such a thing?” She took a look at me. “Your hand is completely bandaged. What happened to you? Who attacked you?”

I rose myself from the throne. “Don’t test my patience, Tasyra. How did you know I was there? And who was that man you sent my way?”

She flinched at the fury laced in my words. “I’m sorry. I-I’m s-s-sorry, Your Highness.” She sobbed, going on her knees.

“What are you sorry for?” I could not believe it was her. How could she do such a thing? She would regret it, I would make sure she suffered what my dad, Kat, Paula and I had all suffered.

I did not care whose daughter she is. I still called the shots. I was the Alpha of this pack.

“For anything you think I have done, I am sorry. I was only trying to make you feel better. I swear, Your Highness.” She hiccupped, choking on her tears.

“What?!” I walked closer to her. “Guards, raise her to her feet.” The two guards stationed at the door came to pull her up, I flexed my hand as though I wanted to hit her.

She wailed louder, almost fainting. It was such a funny sight and on a different day, I would have laughed but today was not that day. “P-p-pleaseeeee” she cried, begging.

“Just tell me what I want to know.”

She wiped her nose. “What do you want to know?”

“Who is that guy? Where is he from? And where is his dead body?” I gave her my most stern look.

She shivered under my stoic glare. “Dead? Someone dead? Oh Mother of the Moon!” She exclaimed.

“That is not what I called you for, Tasyra. Don’t get on my nerves or I’ll thrown you in cell and leave you to languish there.” I bellowed.

“My father will come to save me.” She said, swiping at her eyes.

“Your father? Is that so?”

“Yes, Your Highness.” She replied ever so ignorantly and foolishly..

“Have you forgotten where you are? Who is the strongest and most powerful family in not just this pack, but the whole of Fangoria?” I quirk a stern brow.

“Blackwood family. Your family.” She responded.

“And you think your father. A mere Grigshade can stand up to a Blackwood?”