Chapter 2 Betrayal

CHAPTER 2

LUNA MOONCREST

I retreated back into the comfort of my cabin. I still couldn't get my mind off the words Delia had said to me back at the kitchen.

Did she really mean those words? Why was everyone being cruel to me all of a sudden? Why couldn't I find peace with my own family?

Why was she trying to starve me all of a sudden?

For once, I was so disappointed at Delia that the only thoughts that came to my mind about her were that of evil.

Before now, Delia and I used to be on good terms with each other. Apart from being relatives, we had always been best of friends every single moment of the day.

Why did everything about her suddenly change now that my parents were dead? Was this really the true side of her she had been hiding behind the good side all this while?

Now it was glaring enough that this was the new life I had suddenly been subjected to, and the earlier I got used to it, the better for me.

It was obvious that all these things were happening right now just because my parents were dead. If only they were still alive and fit, I would still have the privilege I always had all this while.

Delia was only faking her love for me after all. It was gradually beginning to make sense to me.

I was really not in my right frame of mind anymore. Being treated like an outcast by the people I referred to as family, and right now, being starved by the same people was just the height of it.

Sitting back in this cabin was going to do more harm than good to me.

I decided to take a little stroll around the pack house. I stepped out of the cabin and headed directly towards the heart of the pack house.

Just then, I heard a reprimanding voice from a close distance.

"I'm sorry, Luna, but Princess Delia and her father ordered us, me specifically, not to let you out of your cabin anymore. They insisted that you must not be found anywhere outside the cabin, unless you are stepping out completely from the pack house." He explained clearly, shivering at each word that came out of his lips.

I stared at him in awe, hoping that he would walk up to me and tell me that it was all a joke, but none of that happened.

I walked up to him instead and gripped onto his neck firmly. "What did I just hear you say? Who asked you to tell me this?"

"I.. I ... I was only..." He struggled to let words out of his lips, not until a dominant voice suddenly took over from him.

"Yes, you heard him right, Mooncrest. Let go of him this minute!" I turned back and saw Uncle Derek walking towards me, with a bold frown occupying his face.

I lowered my head instantly, not also forgetting to withdraw my grip on the guard's neck. It wasn't his fault after all, he was clearly acting on instructions.

"Uncle, did I just hear you say he is right? You mean I'm also not allowed to step out freely in the pack house anymore?" I quizzed with a warm voice, fighting back tears from flowing carelessly.

Derek nodded in affirmation. "Of course, you heard me right. Henceforth, you are not allowed to step an inch out of that miserable cabin of yours unless you are otherwise instructed to do so."

"But uncle, why are you doing this to..."

"Hey.. hey! No more questions." He cut in immediately, stopping me from spewing one more word. "Now I need you to turn around, say no word as you return back to your cabin. Leave immediately!"

Just the way he had ordered, I turned around without mincing words. I made sure I made no attempt to counter his order by trying to banter words with him.

Instead, I accepted my fate as it was and returned back into my cabin.

***

The night was a really cold and unpleasant one for me. For a long time in my life, I have never experienced sleeplessness like I was at this point.

No matter how hard I tried to sleep, I saw myself drooling back awake.

It was just obvious that my mind was preoccupied with a lot of things, and that was the major reason why I found it so difficult to sleep.

My mind flashed back to the moment when Uncle Derek had yelled at me to return into my cabin. His voice carried exactly the same weight as that of his daughter.

It was just so unfortunate that this was the new life I was subjected to.

If I was able to find my mate at least, maybe all this wouldn't be happening. Everyone was obviously seeing me as a failure and a weakling just because I couldn't attain my full potential by locating my mate.

Was the moon goddess not cruel enough to me by hiding my mate from me all this while? Was I not old enough to know who my mate was?

It was enough torture already that my parents were dead and I was without a wolf, but having no mate up till now was definitely not what I bargained for.

I was so reluctant to go to bed, definitely not now that my whole life seemed to be crashing right before my own eyes.

Sleep was obviously the last thing on my mind right now. The only thing that would be capable of bringing back my hunger for sleep was only if I could be privileged enough to find my mate just like every other werewolf.

I just hope at the end of the day, I wasn't going to turn out to be an object of mockery before my newfound enemies.

I was still in deep grief with my thoughts when I suddenly remembered something.

The pack's annual meeting is tomorrow!