Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 15

Vivian

I decided not to watch TV and instead sat quietly. I kept replaying Oregon's words in my head, and they stung as much as they had before. Tears welled up in my eyes.

Just then, the door opened. I heard the hinges creak, but I didn't turn to look. I couldn't bear to see Oregon's face after the way he'd spoken to me.

"Get up!" Oregon said, his voice cold and sharp. I froze for a moment, then slowly turned around. There he was, standing in the doorway, his mother by his side. Her arms were crossed, and her eyes were narrowed. My heart pounded in my chest.

"Tell me who you are, and where you're from," Oregon said, a furious look on his face. "You're not my breeder, that's for sure."

My heart pounded so hard that I thought it would burst through my chest.

"Didn't you hear him? Answer his questions," his mother demanded, glaring at me. "Who are you? Where are you from? And how dare you lie to us?"

"Mom, please, let me handle this," he said, his voice firm. "I'll take care of it."

She looked at him, her expression hard. "Fine," she muttered. But her anger was still plain to see on her face.

"Please, let me explain," I said in a small voice. Tears began to well in my eyes, but the two of them didn't seem to care.

After a moment, I gathered my thoughts and said, "My name is Vivian Miller, and I'm not from this pack."

His mother's eyes widened. "I knew it! I knew something was off about you from the start. You're a spy, aren't you?"

"Laura!" Oregon growled, his voice low and dangerous. His mother's eyes filled with sadness, and she looked away.

"Did you just call your mother by her first name?" She asked, her voice trembling. "Please, tell me I misheard you."

"You didn't mishear anything," he said, his voice hard and unforgiving. "You brought this on yourself, Mother. I told you to back off, but you wouldn't listen. You left me with no choice."

"This is all your fault!" Laura yelled. She was standing in front of me, her eyes flashing with rage. "You tricked my son, and everyone else. And now you've made him turn against me. I'll make you regret ever coming here. We will meet again." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.

I kept my eyes down as she left, not wanting to look at her.

When she was finally gone, I looked up to see Oregon's angry eyes on me. I quickly looked down again, feeling ashamed.

"You did a terrible thing, and I can't just forgive you for it," he said, his voice stern. "I will have to punish you for this."

Tears streamed down my face, and I wanted to beg for forgiveness. But my throat felt frozen, and I couldn't get the words out. All I could manage was a quiet sobbing.

"Are you from the Silver Moon pack?" he asked, his eyes fixed on me.