14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ASHER’S POV
“Arya” I call softly at her door as I knock.
It’s six am in the morning and here I am at her chambers, knocking at her room door totally worried.
She mind linked me a while ago, telling me there is an urgent matter I needed to address before she took matters into her own hands. It sounded so serious and I couldn’t ignore her. That’s why I’m here right now to address whatever issue it is, so she can be at ease.
The door knot creaks open revealing a very grumpy looking Arya and I try to hide my smile, but fail woefully.
She looks so cute when she’s mad.
“If you dare tell me that bullshit of me being cute when I’m angry, I’m going to kick you in the balls” She warns with all seriousness and I purse my lips and try to conceal the smile that’s struggling to force it’s way out.
“Got it!”
“Come in” She steps aside and I walk into her all black aesthetic bedroom.
Yeah, she is that kind of girl.
“How was your night?” I ask looking at her and she looks up at the ceiling for a while, then to me and let’s out an exasperated sigh.
I wonder who annoyed her so early in the morning.
“Arya your silence is beginning to scare me, just tell me what’s wrong already.”
“Can you imagine that she asked me to prepare her bath tube last night despite the fact that I told her I was not a servant?”
“No, she did not!” I deny in total disbelieve.
“Oh yeah? Should we go ask her?”
“What is wrong with her? Why is she always causing trouble?” I ask in frustration as I walk helter-skelter around the bedroom.
In case you are wondering who it is we are talking about, it’s Freya.
“Well, what do you expect from the daughter of a treacherous tyrant?”
“Arghhhh! She’s always making life so difficult for everyone!” I lament as I lazily slump on the couch in the sitting area. “But then, I thought I told you to handle her. We spoke about this right?”
“About me putting her in the right place every time she steps out of the line?’
“Exactly!”
“Wait! Were you really serious about that? You are giving me the right to do with her however I want?”
“Except physical torture, but yeah, I was serious when I said I want you to teach her some basic manners” I emphasize and she lets out a sinister smile as she takes calculated steps towards me in the sitting area.
“You know, I wanted to get verbally nasty with her when she disrespected me earlier today, but then I was scared that you would get mad at me for disrespecting your fiancé, but after hearing what you just said, I’m not gonna hold myself back next time” I can see a satisfied smile spread across her lips as she talks and I give her a queer look.
I quietly rise up from the couch and inch closer to her.
“Arya” I call quietly and she looks up at me with her serious look on.
“Yes Asher”
“So, you raided my mind, commanded me to show up here immediately, claiming it was an issue between life and death just to complain about this?” I ask with a quiet but deadly tone as I look at her straight into her brown eyeballs that mirror mine.
She pouts her lips and gives me her best puppy look as she cocks her head to the side.
“I was mad” She adds with a tiny voice which makes me chuckle against my will.
She’s so cute that staying mad at her is impossible.
“You will not do this ever again!” I state as I exit her bedroom and I can feel the satisfied smirk on her face.
Such crazy werewolves I have as siblings.
I return to my bedroom and meet Freya awake, siting In front of her mirror, doing her skin care routine.
She’s just too much.
“Good morning to you” I greet politely as I approach her and she ignores me and keeps up with what she’s doing.
“Freya” I call and this time around, she turns to look at me with a not so friendly look on.
Well, I don’t blame her, me deciding to spend the night in another bedroom was a bit harsh, still, that didn’t give her the right to disrespect Arya the way she did.
“You’re back!”
“Yeah, I back”
“One tiny, itty-bity misunderstanding and you scamper off to another bedroom like a coward, is that how you intend to treat me in this marriage?”
“Not if you do not bring up some annoying drama every now and then. Try being a normal Shewolf and I swear I will be nice to you”
“Yeah whatever!” She darns in annoyance and that makes me chuckle.
Even being a nice person is something she would have to learn.
How messed up is she?
“Arya told me what you did to her last night”
“She is such cry baby”
“Oh, trust me when I tell you that Arya is not at all a cry baby. She can very well defend herself, she was only respecting you that’s while she didn’t backlash you”
“Whatever”
“I don’t know what came over you that made you act the way you did towards her and I certainly do not care to know, but what I have to tell you is that, you will never do that to her again. Is that understood?”
“I am going to be the Luna of this pack and that means I can ask anyone to serve me, anytime, regardless of who they are”
“You need to stop having those little fantasies of yours. Arya is the princess of this pack. As a matter of fact, she is the only princess. She is royalty and you will give her the respect she deserves, I do not care if you are not okay with it, you have no choice, but to comply”
“And what if I don’t want to comply What are you gonna do? Send me off to my father’s house? You and I know you can’t do that. Except you want all your subjects dead, including that very precious princess of yours” She says with a mocking smile and I grit my teeth in anger as I clench my fists by hers side.
She’s doing all this because she knows I can’t do anything to her.
I hate her.
I replace the frown on my face with a sinister as I lower myself being her and place my lips beside her left ear.
“Just pull that stunt again with her and you’ll see for yourself” I whisper in her ears and she turns head to look at me straight in the.
“I look forward to that” she whispers back and I smile and stand up straight.
“Cool. Now let’s talk bout something else”
“Which is?”
“Who used to be your personal maid back at the Black Wood Pack?” I ask carefully, making sure I don’t blow my cover. She can’t know I’m asking these questions so I can save Astrid from her devilish father.
“Astrid, why do you ask?”
“I just noticed how you are finding difficulties in adapting with the maids here and I was wondering why you didn’t bring her along”
“I wanted to, but my dad denied”
“Why?”
“He said something about having some unfinished business with her”
“Oh… I see. But, you do want her here, don’t you?”
“Of course I do!”
“Then why don’t you talk with your father about it, again?”
“He is going to deny the proposal like he did last time.”
“Just try again, and this time around, be a lot more convincing”
“Why do you want her here as my personal maid all of a sudden?” She asks giving me a suspicious look and I nervously scratch the back of my head as I think of what to say.
“W… well… you see, I see how you struggle with the maids everyday and also, I want you to feel at home. A familiar servant might help with that”
“Oh, so you suddenly care for me, is that what you want me to believe?”
“Of course I do care for you?” I lie smoothly. “You are my fiancé. I know we fight a lot, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. Talk with your dad, I know you can convince him to let her come with you, that way you can feel more at home here” I explain as I do my best to keep a cheerful face and she grins from molar to molar.
“You have no idea how this warms my heart, I’m glad you care”
“It’s nothing. So, are you going to go today?”
“To my father’s pack?” She asks looking at me.
The audacity to call someone else’s Pack her father’s pack.
“Yeah”
“I think so. I don’t have anything doing so I don’t see why I shouldn’t go there today. Hopefully, I will be coming back with Astrid”
“That will be so cool.” I say with a smile as I make my way towards the closet.
If she comes back with Astrid, then that will be good, but if she doesn’t, then I will have to find another means to get her myself.
For now, I’m just gonna keep my fingers crossed and hope that hard headed man called Alpha Adolph lets her come along with Astrid.
If she stays in that pack for another week, she is going to die.
I can feel it.