Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 19

Vivian

I looked at Laura, expecting her to speak, but her glaring eyes just stared hatefully at me, as if she wanted me to slump.

"I heard you're okay now?" she asked, putting her hand into her designer bag.

"Yes," I whispered, nodding.

"I want something from you," she said.

"What could that be?" I queried.

"I want you to leave my son and the apartment. Take this," she said, bringing out a brown envelope and threw it at my face.

My eyes blinked in shock. "What's that?" I asked.

"That's three thousand dollars, enough for months. Use it to take care of yourself," Laura uttered and got up.

She walked towards me and placed her lips against my ear, emitting soft whispers. "The moment your legs step into the Alpha's apartment, I swear, I'm chopping them off."

When she was done, she started to leave, but my voice stopped her quickly. "I'm sorry, but I'm not doing that. I can't leave yet."

"What? What do you mean?" she demanded, with her brows arching.

I sighed and crouched down, taking the envelope from the floor. "Sorry, but I can't take this. I'm rejecting your money."

"What?" she muttered and shook her head in disbelief. "Listen here, young lady. I'm not collecting that money back from you. Can't you see that I'm rejecting and threatening you to stay away from my place and family? You are nothing but a spy and liar," she spat.

"But I have nowhere to go," I said shakily, with a sad tone. "Please allow me to speak to The Lycan King first."

"Have you gone nuts or are you just acting oblivious? I'm trying to keep you away from my son, and you are telling me to make you meet up with him. Are you trying to say that all I've been telling you, you didn't understand a thing?" she asked, yelling loudly.

"Leave our lives, and that's it. Run back to your lousy and pathetic parents. I won't let you ruin my father," she hissed and wanted to head out, but once more, my loud voice stopped her.

"They are dead!"

"What?" she whispered, turning around.

I sniffed and wiped the tears from the sides of my eyes. "They are dead. Hence, I can't go to them."

Laura smirked. "You should be the reason they died then."

"Please don't say that," I said quickly, looking at her with a hardened gaze. "They were good people and died due to unfortunate circumstances."

"You have got one arrogant and blabbing mouth for a little lady like you. Probably, if I punish you, you will realize, but I can't do that because you are still recovering. What's that your name again?" she asked.

"Vivian Miller," I replied.

"Mi... Miller?" she stuttered.

"Yes," I replied, nodding.

Laura gulped hard and left the door, hurrying to me. "You said you aren't from this pack, right?"

I swallowed hard, nervously, wondering why she was suddenly questioning me.

"No, I'm not," I replied.