The knock sounded for the second time on the door, and Adam groaned, not pleased with the interruption.
But if I was to be honest with myself, I had expected the interruption earlier. I hadn’t believed that Adam’s father would let us stay out of the party for this long, especially me, the celebrant, who the party had been organized for.
Thinking of it now, it was wrong of me to have gone away from the party. It was a sign of disrespect actually. But why hadn’t I seen it that way earlier?
Well, that was because you were so engrossed in letting Adam’s stick inside you. My mind taunted, and I sighed, watching as Adam wore his trousers quickly, before heading to the door.
At the door, he paused and turned to me, gesturing with his hand that I put on my dress. I nodded immediately, whilst cussing at myself.
Wasn’t I planning to leave? Maya, get your mind out of the gutters, and back on track.
I stood up gingerly, and began to snuggle myself into the dress.
Adam must be tired of waiting because he turned to the door and opened it slightly.
“Father wants your presence.”
Noah then. That was his voice.
“Why? Is anything the problem?” Adam asked, refusing to open the door wider than the little fraction.
I was done wearing my dress. I was smoothening the tangles in my hair now. I needed a comb or a brush, and some water. Where was his bathroom?
“Yes. The necklace is missing.” Noah answered, causing me to stop in my tracks; I had been heading to the bend in the room which had the likelihood of being a bathroom.
The necklace? What necklace? My eyes perched on the door, whilst I wondered what necklace they were talking about.
“What necklace?” Adam asked, echoing my thoughts. But whilst my thoughts were filled with innocent curiosity, Adam’s words were filled with trepidation. He was scared.
Noah gave no answer, but I think his silence was enough for Adam, because the next minute, Noah’s steps receded from the door; Adam shut the door, and turned to me, his eyes bloodshot.
What the hell? Was the necklace that important?
“What is the matter?” I stepped closer to him, and rested my hand on his arm.
He shut his eyes for a second, and then opened them the next, to stare steadily at me, a mixture of emotions swirling in them.
“The necklace has been stolen.” He answered, taking his eyes to the walls, not wanting me to see him like this. But I knew he was boiling; boiling with rage.
He returned his gaze to me however, when he perceived the curiosity and ignorance rolling over me in waves.
“The necklace belonged to our mother, my real mother. It is an ancestral heirloom that has magical powers and can do a lot of things.” He said, and I nodded, getting that the necklace was important; both as a reminder of the king’s first wife who I heard had died while giving birth to the triplets, and a weapon.
But who could have done this? Who could have utilized the party orchestrated in my honor to commit this atrocity?
“We have to go. The party has been called to a halt. I think a search is going on.” He said, holding me by the hand, and leading me away toward the door.
As we hurried through the well lighted hallway, there was silence; not even the sound of music was heard. I knew then that Adam had been right. The party has been stopped. The necklace must be found.
I wondered if the thief was still at the party or if he had left. If I was the one, I would have left, knowing the powerfulness of the tool and its importance to the Lycan family. But I said nothing. Who knows? The thief might be a dumb one; he might still be around.
Besides, I didn’t think Adam wanted to hear more negativity. The only thing he would want to hear now, especially from me, was a word of encouragement.
“Don’t worry, you will find it. You will find the thief.” I said, rubbing my right palm gently on his arm, sighing in relief when I felt his tense muscles relax. He will be fine.
When we got to the hall, everyone immediately turned to stare at us, or rather at me in particular. And it was not a good look. No. It screamed of murder.
I wasn’t the only one that noticed it. Adam did too, because in the next minute, he was walking up to Naoh who was glaring daggers at me and asking him what the problem was.
“She is the one. We found the necklace in her bag.”
I heard it clearly from my position. Thanks to whatever had fine-tuned my hearing ability since my time with Adam at his secret lair.
I took a step back, not believing the turn of events. I hadn’t even known a necklace existed, so how could I possibly have known where it was or how it even looked? Surely, Adam could see that. Surely, he could see that this was a set up.
Adam shook his head, and I gulped down my saliva, my eyes running across the crowd and resting on my mother.
There was sorrow in her eyes. I knew she wanted to meet me and console me but she was afraid of the king who looked like he wanted to tear me apart.
But one thing stood out. She believed that I was innocent, that I couldn’t have stolen the necklace. I wasn’t sure if I could say the same for Naomi who was staring at me with mixed emotions.