Maya
The party was in full swing when the five of us stepped into the hall which had been selected for the send forth event.
I saw a lot of people I knew, including elders, here and there, probably taking in how the party was going and making sure that things were moving as the lycan king wanted it.
Adam led us to a table where his friends and his brothers were gathered drinking, talking, and watching me. I noticed that everyone was doing those three activities, especially the last one. I was the center of attention.
From the looks on everyone’s faces I could decipher what they are thinking about. One, is that I was looking so beautiful to be Maya, the wolfless pariah. My step brother, Lent, had his mouth open in shock, and Lilian’s facial expression was phenomenal. I wished I could take pictures of their faces.
I could also see the mixed emotions of surprise and admiration in my mother’s eyes and the shock in my father’s. The others on ground also had the same look.
Naomi had really done a good job.
The second reason was Adam’s presence near me.
“Aren’t you going to sit down?” That was Daniel. His voice was gentler than usual even as he stared at me lustfully, not minding that Adam was right beside me, his hands slung around my waist.
Adam ignored his brother, and led me to a two-person couch, farthest from the group, and we both sat down. It was obvious that he wanted us to be alone; that he didn’t want much interference or disturbance. Daniel’s action must have annoyed him.
I noticed then that Naomi sat with her brother. But she was looking lost, and I felt bad because of that. After all, we had come to the party together. It was weird that I had left her alone.
“Do you want to stay with her?.. I could join my brothers..” Adam was saying, and I nodded without even thinking, pleased that he had been intuitive.
With a pleased smile on his face, he dropped a kiss on my cheek and stood up from the couch before walking up to Naomi.
A smile slithered across Naomi’s face as Adam told her of our decision. Immediately, she sauntered toward me, her bag slinged along her shoulder.
I took my eyes away from her for a second to peruse the atmosphere and the environment when suddenly my eyes met with that of the Lycan King and his wife. I could count the number of times I have seen the duo. Just twice, in all of my life.
One, had been during the peace treaty signing. I was five then. The second had been at a party which was organized for the celebration of the colonies that had been added to the King’s collection. I was fourteen. Since then, I haven’t laid my eyes on either of them.
There had been no occasion for seeing them again, since I had been ousted from pack meetings when it was discovered that I had no wolf gene.
The Lycan King stared at me with a blank expression on his face, and then his eyes strolled toward Adam who was now talking with Noah, whilst ignoring Daniel who, I could see, was beginning to get agitated about the matter. His jaw was ticking already.
I wondered then what the Lycan was thinking, especially as his wife placed her palm over his hand as if to calm him down, her eyes still on me. She was so beautiful.
Not wanting to trouble my head the more over such issues, I shifted my gaze from them to Naomi who had managed in these few minutes to get two cups of drinks, and was hurrying toward me.
“Do you like the party?” She asked me as she handed a cup of wine to me.
I saw my mom furrow her eyebrows at me, and I shrugged, before having a taste of the drink.
I shook my head at her thereafter. It wasn’t a strong drink. It was not alcohol. It was just juice. My mother relaxed then before turning to my father and saying something.
“Yes, it’s okay. But I am not really into it. When is the Lycan king giving the address?”
As much as I was flattered by the reason for this party, I wasn’t into it. I just wanted to talk with Adam. I just wanted to know what his final decision was; about us, and about the mark he had given me. Would I stay or leave?
At that time, perusing the crowd for the second time, I noticed that Claire was missing. I found her minions. They were glaring at me. Where was Claire?
“Didn’t Claire come?” I asked Naomi, who was having a conversation with a boy who looked a bit familiar. I couldn’t place his face no matter how much I tried though. I just knew that he was from our pack; that he attended our school; and that he had never bullied me. He seemed to be crushing on Naomi. Too bad.
Naomi turned to me when she heard my question, her eyes scanning the crowd as assimilation set in.
“No, I don’t think she did. I don’t see her.” She turned aside to ask her brother, but forwent it when she saw the latter biting the earlobes of a girl that had her ass up his groin. He was staring at me.
It was creepy. Did he think that I still had a crush on him? He must be dreaming.
Naomi snorted, before she turned away.
“Now he sees you? He is stupid.” She muttered, voicing my thoughts in the best possible way.