Lycan king's substitute breeder

Chapter Eighty eight..

Vivian

The next day came quickly, and evening was as fast as just blinking my eye. I crept out of the penthouse to where Damien had told me to meet him. I made sure I wore a hood because I needed something that would at least conceal my identity. When I was done, I started moving. I got there on time, as expected, but I didn't see him.

I sighed, as I looked and swirled around, hoping that I would see him but I didn't. That was when I realized he was yet to arrive.

"I can't wait for so long though," I whispered, looking up at the sky which was now turning dark, to tell me night was about falling.

"But I'm sure he will come!" I said quickly, forming a smile on my face. "I just need to wait for him."

I sat down on the rock at the highest point of the hill, and from there, I was able to catch everything around the whole place. I was astonished when I saw the pack house, and even the penthouse. I saw the tiny figures of people walking around the huge street.

"Wow," I said, chuckling.

When I turned around, my eyes caught with a bridge, and it definitely looked familiar.

"I've been here before," I whispered, my eyes blinked.

It suddenly came to my mind and my heart jumped. I clutched my chest, and sprang up, then went down. That bridge was what led me to Moon Groove pack, and where I had seen the original Lycan's breeder.

I swallowed hard, trying to forget everything but the fact that beyond the bridge lies my old pack which mistreated me made my chest ache.

As a result, I couldn't wait any longer so I ran out of the place and went straight to the penthouse, with my eyes on the floor.

I came out of the elevator and I walked down the corridor. My legs suddenly halted when I caught Oregon at my door.

"What is he doing there?" I asked in a whisper, watching him.

He suddenly knocked on it, and at that moment, I saw my door opening. My eyes widened in surprise because I wondered who could be inside my room.

Even before the door could open completely, Oregon scurried away and hid at the side. Someone's head popped out of the room, and the person seemed to look around before entering back in.

"Does that mean it was Oregon who knocked my door yesterday?" I whispered, my face slowly getting pale.

But just then, my face turned feisty when I remembered the person inside my room. I saw the person's face and recognized the person.

It was that troublemaker as usual, Isabella. In anger, I clenched my fists tightly, and gritted my teeth.

I walked briskly to my bedroom, and opened it angrily. My eyes met Isabella sitting on my bed and smiling.

"Oh, hello. Are you back?" She said, waving her hand briefly.

I shut the door and walked towards her. "What are you doing in my room?" I asked, sounding furious, my eyes looking red already. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"I came to tell you the latest gossip in town," she chuckled, and winked.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She stood up, and walked to me, then placed her lips against my ear before whispering, "Damien is actually the Alpha's brother of Gretel pack. Shocking, right?"

She faced me, hoping she would see a shocked look on my face. Instead, my face looked neutral. I just blinked my eyes, then looked away.

"Wait," she chuckled, covering her mouth with her palm. "What is this mood? Did you know about this?"

"You should leave," I said, pointing at the door.

She smirked, and folded her arms. "Wow. So, you two are really close. He even told you what he never told anyone."

"Stop bothering me, Isabella and get lost!" I yelled, angrily. "And this should be the first and last time you barge into my room when I'm not in."

She scoffed, looking unbothered. "Where were you? Where have you been?"

"It's not your business. Just go away," I replied, gnashing my teeth.

"I think you don't know about the recent news now," she said, shaking her head.

"I don't care. I don't want to hear it. Just leave my room. Most importantly, leave me alone," I said, exhausted by her character already.

She scoffed again, and walked to the door. I turned to her and saw her grab the doorknob, then she faced me.

"Poor Damien's brother died this evening," she whispered, and my heart jumped.

"Wha… What?" I stammered, my eyes blinking fast.

"Goodbye," she smirked, and left the room.

"Wait!" I cried and followed her out. "What is that supposed to mean? What are you talking about?"

"I thought you wanted me to leave," she said, crooking her lips like she was disgusted by my sight.

"Damien… Where is he now?" I asked, my voice getting shaky already.

"He left already. When he heard the news, he quickly ran out. I guess he won't be coming back as well," she said, and groaned.

"Why… Why do you say that?" I stammered, clenching my fists which were trembling now.

"Isn't the answer obvious?" she replied, rhetorically rolling her eyes. "He will be the next Alpha of that pack now that his brother is dead. I think they are the only sons."

Tears started streaming my eyes. No wonder! That was why he didn't keep to his promise. I even almost hated him for not coming as he said.

I felt bad, and pained that tears couldn't stop dropping from my eyes.

Oregon suddenly appeared in front of us. I looked at him, and ran to him, then threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"Vivian… We shouldn't…" His voice trailed off, as he tried to push me off him.

"Please," I muttered, my voice vibrating. "Let me just stay like this for a few minutes. It's nothing."

He sighed, and started patting my back. "Only a few minutes then," he said.

Isabella glared at us, and snarled before walking away from us briskly. I sighed, and shut my eyes, as it let out more tears which obviously dampened Oregon's chest.