Chapter 3 Birthday Surprise

Layla

I laughed so loudly. Emira had to be the funniest person ever.

'Seriously girl! Quit it. You almost got me.' I exclaimed, still laughing.

'I'm not joking around Layla. This is Silver Moon pack house. My uncle is the Beta of this pack, and that person you met, he is the most dangerous creature existing on this planet.' I stared at her, waiting to see a trace of humor or silliness, but there wasn't any on her face.

'So, you're telling me now that werewolves do exist?' I asked, unable to comprehend the situation.

'Yes, Layla. You weren't supposed to find out this way.' She bowed her head and sighed.

'I mean the big furry kind in the kids' books.' I explained, hoping this as some sort of misunderstanding.

'Wow! You have got to be kidding me. Can you hear yourself, Emira? How on earth can werewolves be real? What more, vampires and witches exist too?' I asked rhetorically, but the look on Emira's face answered my question.

'You have got to be kidding me. What else do I not know about?' I asked frustratedly.

'You know what, don't answer that question. I'd rather not know.' Before I could continue talking, a knock sounded on the door.

'Come in.' Emira said to whoever was behind the door.

The door opened to reveal one of the staff, who I now suspected to also be a werewolf.

'The king has requested your presence.' Emira stood up almost immediately.

'Okay, give me a minute.' She moved to wear a coat over her dress when the staff cleared his throat.

'What is it?' She asked with apprehension.

'The King requests Layla, not you Emira.' He said cautiously and my eyes widened as saucers.

'You have got to be kidding me. I don't want to spend one more second in that arrogant prick's presence. Tell him he can s*ck d*ck.' I huffed and turned away from the shocked staff to meet Emiras' disapproving glance. I rolled my eyes and looked away.

'Could you give us a moment please?' The staff nodded politely and stepped out.

'Layla, I know this is a lot for you to take in, but things work differently in our world. When the King summons, you answer immediately. You have even wasted enough time to attract grave consequences. You........

'What do you mean grave consequences? Will he kill me for answering him late? Clearly, he is a spoilt brat who has had everything handed to him in life and......Emiras' hand covered my mouth before I could continue.

'Layla, I need you to take this seriously. Whatever you say or do may lead to problems for my uncle and the pack.' She told me seriously and it made me calm.

'Seriously? I didn't know. I'm sorry Emmy, I'll be nice from now on.' I tried to assure her when I saw the fear in her eyes.

'You and I both know you can't be nice but try not to get our pack in trouble. I love you.' I giggled and she pulled me in for a hug.

'Wish me luck.' I broke the hug and stood up, ready to face the big bad Alpha.

'I wish him luck.' I laughed at Emmys' comment and opened the door to reveal the staff from earlier lurking.

'Let's go.' He nodded and silently led the way.

As we moved farther from Emira's room, my nervousness increased. It was almost as if I could feel his energy, like he had a hold on me. My forehead broke out a sweat and I quickly wiped it away. We stopped before a large oakwood door that I had never seen before, and the staff bowed and left. This is it; I have to be nice to prevent anything bad from happening to Emira and Uncle Charles. Would he really hurt them? I put my fears aside and opened the large doors to reveal the star of the show seated behind a large desk. This was an office, probably for the important people that came by the mansion. Although I won't be surprised if it was for the big bad Alpha alone.

'Your majesty.' I curtseyed in front of him, but he just rolled his eyes in response.

'Sit.' He said in a commanding tone.

'Sheesh, looks like something crawled up your *ss. I thought you royals liked that curtesy sh*t.' I commented as I sat across him. I didn't want to annoy him by disobeying him.

'I will ask you some questions, and you will answer with the truth.' I rolled my eyes at his tone. He could at least play nice.

'Fine. As long as I'm out of here on time.' He seemed to be annoyed by my constant eye roll, but I couldn't care less.

'Is Layla Rivera your real name?' He asked first and I stared at him dumbfounded. 'No, I am a secret agent and that's just my Layla Rivera is my cover name' is the response I wanted to give but I held back my sarcasm. Wait a minute, how did he get my real name?

'Who told you my real name? Are you stalking me?' I fired him with questions because I know he hadn't spoken to Emira and Uncle Charles since I met him.

'Next question, do you come from a family of werewolves but didn't get a wolf?' I stared at him annoyed.

'I literally found out werewolves exist like ten seconds ago, how the hell would you ask a question like that?' I rolled my eyes at him again and his jaw ticked in anger.

'Question three, who are your parents?' I felt a pang in my chest as I thought about his question.

'I don't have any.' He stared at me with his dark eyes, expecting me to say more, so I sighed in defeat and explained.

' I lost my parents in a car accident when I was just three years old. I don't really remember what happened, but I was with them that night. Someone saved me, but before they could go back for my parents, the car exploded in flames. That's all I remember. There are no pictures or videos, so I can barely remember how they look. I have been living with my aunt ever since.' He stared at me as if debating whether to believe me or not.

'And where is this aunt of yours?' He asked. I looked at the clock and saw it was a little past midnight.

'She travelled earlier this week and was supposed to be back, but she texted me saying she wasn't going to make it in time for my birthday today.' I felt a pang of hurt in my chest as I have never spent any of my birthdays without her before this.

'Well, I have a birthday surprise for you, pack your bags, we leave at dawn.'

'What?????'