Third person’s point of view.
(King’s palace)
“Your Majesty” the Alpha King greeted Wymond with a bow immediately he sat on his chair.
Wymond waved his hand and the Alpha King sat down too, Edward sat on a chair by Wymond’s right side -though he’s a little far from Wymond.
“Your Majesty, I….”
“Did you hear about the war between the Black-Knight pack and evergreen pack?” Wymond cut off the Alpha King.
The Alpha King exchanged looks with his Beta King, they both looked as if they’re just hearing about the war for the first time.
“When was the last time you visited those packs?” Wymond asked again.
“It’s.. er.. about.. er… ”
The Alpha King was at loss, he looked at his beta king for help but even the beta king seemed to be at loss too.
Wymond banged on the table and the Alpha King and his Beta King quickly bowed their heads.
“The Black-Knight ex-alpha is in my custody, you have only two weeks to put every werewolf pack in order or you’ll answer to me!”
“Yes, your Majesty” the Alpha King said quickly.
Wymond nodded at Edward to send them out, Edward quickly got up and faced the Alpha King.
“You’re dismissed”
The Alpha King and his Beta King got up, they bowed respectfully at Wymond and rushed out in a blink.
“Send one of the royal spies after them, I want a detailed report of everything”
“Yes, your Majesty” Edward answered.
“What’s next?”
“The twelve elders are waiting outside to see you, it seemed like they have something urgent to discuss with you”
Wymond nodded.
“First send some men to evergreen pack, they should help in rebuilding of the pack”
“Yes, your Majesty”
“You can ask the elders in”
★★★★★
Arabella’s point of view.
LEGENDS CREATION COLLEGE, BEVERLY HILLS.
“… and that’s the end of today’s lecture” Mr Clovis said and started packing up his big textbooks.
Daphne leaned closer to my ear and whispered very quietly.
“Your uncle sure loves big textbooks”
I rolled my eyeballs.
“Tell me something I don’t know already” I replied.
My eyes narrowed when I saw similar textbooks like Mr Clovis’ on my desk, I slowly raised my head and released a short shriek when I saw him standing in front of me.
“Mr Clo-Clo-Clovis” I stuttered and laughed nervously.
Wasn’t he just standing at the front? When did he get here? And mostly importantly, what did I do this time?
“Arabella, you…”
“Mr Clovis, I didn’t do anything today, right? I was on my best character today and I didn’t even blink my eyes all through your lecture today, right?” I asked, which was obviously a lie because I took a five minutes nap earlier.
He set his lips on thin lines and stared at me, I simply batted my eyelashes at him innocently as I flashed him my one billion dollars smile.
“I’m here to make a deal with you” he said.
“A deal?”
“Yes”
He took off his eyeglasses and put it in his case, we’re werewolves and I don’t really see why he should be using glasses.
“You’ll get 5 bucks for every of my class that you don’t fall asleep halfway through lecture”
My eyes widened.
“5 bucks?” I asked.
“Yes, Arabella Humphrey” he said. “I can’t have my sister’s daughter, my own niece failing my course -it’s gonna be a slap on my face” he added in a frustrated tone.
I grinned widely, I reached forward and shook his hand.
“We have a deal, uncle” I went on tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “You’re the best uncle in the whole supernatural world!” I praised him.
He pushed me off him and glared at me.
“You and your brother will be the death of me and my sister one day” he grumbled coherently as he picked his textbooks off my desk. “Better advise that troublesome brother of yours not to attend legends creation college!” he growled at me and stormed out.
The whole class roared in laughter at Mr Clovis’ frustrated look.
“You and your brother are such a headache” Daphne said.
I sighed.
“I guess Arthur and I inherited this trait from their side” I replied, referring to my maternal side.
★★★★★
“Hey, Ara!” I heard one of Ingrid’s minions called me, I think her name’s Mitch.
My mind quickly flashed back to Ingrid, she’s still locked up. I stopped walking and turned around.
“Mitch, listen, I talked to the King about Ingrid but he didn’t listen to me -I’ll keep on trying though”
Mitch exchanged looks with the others and scoffed, but she didn’t say anything.
“There’s no need for that” a very familiar voice said.
Mitch and the other two made way, I raised my head and saw Ingrid walking towards us.
I frown slightly, Wymond has released her?
“I’m out, but don’t think I’ll be nice to you because you told the beast King to release me” she said.
I sighed.
“Well, it’s already good enough that you know you were released upon my order”
“You are… ”
“I’d mind what you say to me if I were you” I cut her off. “You might find yourself back in the dungeon with just a flick of my finger” I told her.
Mitch waved her finger in front of my eyes.
“How dare you talk to Ingrid like that? Don’t you know she’s our clan leader’s daughter?”
“Oh? Then do you know I’m queen of all supernatural creatures? Including your clan?” I asked.
“You, you, you… ”
“Shut up, bitçh”
“My name is Mitch” she corrected me.
“Oops, my bad” I feign ignorance. “I thought you’re called bitçh”
Ingrid closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, she gave me a tight smile.
“I’m sorry, your highness” she bowed respectfully.
“It’s fine, I don’t hold grudges against my subjects” I said.
“You’re so generous, your highness”
“Hm” I hummed.
“Then we’ll take our leave” she said and left in a hurry, her minions rushed after her.
Daphne burst into laughter.
“Man, that was dupe!” she said.
“Of course”
I reached for my phone and dialed Edward’s number, it rang for a moment but he didn’t pick up.
“Who are you calling?” Daphne asked.
“Edward” I answered. “Wymond said he’d pick me up after school, but he’s still not here yet”
“Then should mind-link Wymond instead of calling his assistant”
I gave her a strange look.
“We can’t mind-link each other because we haven’t mate yet”
“Oh”
“Yeah”
“Then call his phone directly”
I sighed and let my shoulders slump down.
“He’s so ancient, bae, he doesn’t even know what a cellphone is, talk more or less of having one”
She twisted her lips and looked away.
“I’ll just send Edward a text and we’ll take a taxi” I suggested to myself.
“Good idea” she supported.