The Betrayed Luna's Revenge

Chapter 3

The time for the giving of prizes came, and I could swear I collected more than 10 prizes, but those were the least on my mind. All I thought about was revenge and how to go about it, and also how to take back my father's throne from the claws of our self acclaimed beta.

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After the party, I was back in my old apartment, ready to pack and go live in the palace, but this time around, my aim for going there is to ask for what I'm entitled to.

If I wanted to serve my revenge cold, I would need power, and that power was to become the Luna of this pack. Another reason I want the throne is to get rid of the bad eggs that called themselves my father's employees and elders of the council. These people have been eating off my father's wealth since he and my mother died mysteriously in the palace.

Yeah, they died mysteriously, but I was too stupid to investigate their death. I'm going to do that now and make sure whoever is responsible for their deaths is punished severely.

My phone rang again. It was Zora, I rolled my eyes. I could remember how she called that day to know if I had gotten home safely. I had shone my stupid teeth and thanked her, oblivious of her motives. I rejected the call and dropped the phone in my pocket.

I sighed and continued to pull the luggage, but that unique scent came again. I closed my eyes and inhaled every bit of it.

“Are you done gawking?”

My eyes snapped open. “Damon!” I snapped and facepalmed.

“Hey,” He flashed me a smile, but I frowned.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I was in the neighborhood and realized I haven't congratulated my mate for all the prizes she got today.” He smiled.

“Don't call me that. Besides, you collected some prizes too. You're just as intelligent as I am.” I spurted out without even realizing it.

He smiled widely. “First time you ever complimented me. I certainly am going to cherish this day.” 

“Damn it! You're so annoying.” I started leaving.

“Let me help with your luggage.” He reached out, but I pushed his hand away. 

“I can help myself, thanks.” I said calmly and without sparing him a glance, I hurriedly walked away.

“I'll come see you at the palace tomorrow.” He shouted to my hearing, but I acted deaf.

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When I got to the palace, I instructed the maids to take my luggage to my room. 

“Time to get what's mine.” I sighed and headed for the throne room.

I peeped through the keyhole and saw Beta Dexter speaking with Elder Blake, the oldest of the pack elders.

“Guards!” I called and they rushed to meet me. “I need the remaining Elders in the palace right now. Find a way to bring them here.” I ordered.

They were surprised but bowed and left to do as I've said. I flung the door open and their eyes were on me instantly.

“Elora, you're back. How did the party go?” He asked.

I scoffed inwardly. He acts nice whenever the oldest of the elders was around just because he knew I was his favorite, but behind that smile is a sneer and a plan to steal my father's gold.

“Elora, the beta is asking you a question. How did the party go?” Elder Blake asked with a smile.

I adjusted my glasses and smiled at him. “It went well, Elder Blake. Your daughter is finally a graduate.” I smiled.

The only person I can vouch for among my father's elders is this man. He has been with me through thick and thin. I owe him a lot.

He smiled and stood to hug me. “I'm proud of you.”

I smiled and pulled away from the hug before facing Beta Dexter.

“Beta Dexter, I am 18 now and according to the rules of this pack and the oath you swore to before ascending the throne, I am entitled to ask for what is mine now.” I stated firmly.

Beta Dexter frowned, glaring dangerously at me. 

“What are you talking about?” He asked.

“Step down. I want to ascend my father's throne.”