Envy
All of this training and preparation to meet the Alpha Kings has already gone out the window. I quickly jumped through the shower and thought ‘fuck it’ as I grabbed my usual day attire. If I’m going to have my world thrown upside down and sideways all at once, I’m going to do it comfortably. I chucked my hair up into a simple pony, threw myself a half glance in the mirror and ran down the hallway to the formal dining room, where everyone is sitting patiently waiting for me. Fucking hell, so much attention. The Alpha Kings, or I guess, my brothers, stood from their seats when I burst through the doors, along with Mum, Dad, my mates, Aleisha and Tommy.
“Sorry. I really needed a shower.” I stand half embarrassed. Xavier walks to me, kisses my hand and leads me to a seat beside him.
“No need to apologise, you’ve been through a lot,” Malachi says softly with a look of sympathy. The food is brought in at Dad’s command, and my mates waste no second handling my plate between them as they load various foods onto my plate. By the time Xavier puts it back down in front of me, it’s a bloody mountain: two croissants, three muffins, a stack of bacon, eggs, beans, two slices of toast, blueberries, strawberries, a little yoghurt and a huge glass of orange juice. My eyes widen at the plate as I look between
my mates.
“Sorry…our wolves would really like to care for you, little one,” Xavier says quietly. I pat his hand in
understanding.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to finish all of this, but thank you.”
My stomach growls aggressively at the smell of all the food, and I immediately and ungracefully start shovelling food into my mouth. A loud, deep set of laughing pulls me out of my food. I look up to see every set of eyes on me. I quickly drop my knife and fork, placing my hands in my lap and lowering my head.
“Oh, I am so sorry.”
“Don’t apologise, Evelina, you eat like Malachi when no one is watching,” Arztec says mid laugh.
“Evelina?”
“That is what Mother wanted to call you. It’s fitting that you ended up with the name Envy.” Malachi
starts.
My mates all take turns using the name on their tongue.
“I like it, it suits you”, Levi says, brushing my hand under the table.
“So…I have a mother?” I ask softly.
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Chapter 41
“You do, and she is overwhelmed with joy to know she will meet you soon,” Malachi says with a smile.
“We called her before breakfast,” Julius adds in.
“I think she almost had a heart attack. If that were even possible for a Lycanthrope.” Arztec laughs again.
“Hold up. You’re Lycans?”
“We are,” Malachi states, stabbing a stack of bacon onto his fork. “We have a lot to discuss, and little time to do so with your upcoming shift.”
“Oh my gods, you know when my birthday is!”
He halts the bacon to his mouth. “Well, your…birth…” He visibly cringes.
Julius takes over when he notices Malachi’s discomfort with the situation.

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