CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
ROXANNE
“You again,” I blurted out before I could stop myself as I opened the door to reveal the cute man from yesterday.
“Do you have a problem with it Ma'am?” He asked as he watched me.
I smiled softly , “No I don't. What…Your…Um…I can swear I remember the first alphabet. It's an M right. The problem is I can see it in my head but I can't just remember.”
He chuckled. “It's Miles.”
“Ah, thank you!” I whispered gratefully. “I forgot.”
“It's okay. Are you ready for your tour?” He asked.
I shifted uncomfortably in my dress and nodded reluctantly. “Although I'd rather stay in bed and shut myself from the world, but of course the Alpha would remind me of how irresponsible I am.”
Miles smiled at me. It was a genuine smile. “See, Alpha Ryker is really hard working so sluggishness irks him. He's hard on everyone. He likes when everyone is busy, you know?”
I nodded.
“Ma'am there's a towel on your head.”
I froze and quickly removed it before closing the door of my room. Beta Miles told me I could stay really close to him and that's what I did but that didn't stop the people from glaring.
That was it. Red Moon had a staring problem.
Or maybe there was something wrong with me but I had hidden myself properly in this long dress or was it my face? I didn't look in the mirror.
“Is it just me or they're actually staring at me in a weird way,” I said to Miles.
“Stares is one thing you'd have to get used to, Ma'am. No one is used to having other people around.”
“By other people you mean outcasts yeah?”
“I didn't want to use that word. Figured it would be rude.”
“I get called different things and outcast is the very best,” I muttered.
He grinned, “And how did you survive?”
“I pretended they weren't there. A lot was said. I was called a curse by everyone. Most people said I was adopted or stolen from Red Moon. Which is fair enough.”
Miles sighed deeply and I stopped talking. Since he was the Alpha’s Beta, he. could use whatever I told Jim, against me. We paused a couple of times because the people here wouldn't stop talking and greeting each other.
“This is the kitchen. Every one of your favourite activities goes on here. The food, specifically,” he said.
“What do you mean?” I say, laughing lightly to avoid eyes darting my way.
“According to the Alpha, you love food.”
“That's not true. Okay yeah it's true but still,” I said as I scanned the workers. I recognised a few from down in the dungeon while the others just stared at me weirdly. At this point, weird was normal.
I scanned the heads there for someone I desperately wanted to see but I didn't see her. Since Miles was my guide, he had to deal with all my questions.
“There's a woman here called Kara. She used to make my tea and then she stopped. And her tea was really divine. Tell me, has she stopped working?”
“Kara,” he said, “is not a servant. She doesn't cook. She heals—”
“She is a healer that I know of but she told me she was going to bring me tea but then she stopped showing.”
“You didn't know?” He asked.
I furrow my brow in confusion. “Know what?”
He shook his head, “perhaps I'll rather keep my mouth shut then.”
“What is it? Tell me,” I pushed.
“You have to promise me that you won't tell anybody, not even the Alpha.”
I shrugged, “That asshole already thinks I'm a liar.”
“He's the Alpha!”
I shrugged, “doesn't change the fact that he's a jerk.”
“I like you already,” he said, grinning widely.
“So, pinky promise?” I asked, stretching out my little finger, “I wouldn't snitch.”
“I believe people who do this cross their hearts more than those who just say the word.”
I smiled as our fingers sealed.
He leaned in closely,his voice barely a whisper as I strained my ear to hear what he was saying.
“The reason you've not been healing is all Kara's fault,” he said.
I stopped in my tracks as a maelstrom of emotions consumed me. What did he mean? How was Kara responsible for the whole stuff?
“What are you saying?” I asked.
“She's been poisoning the tea.”
I swallowed. “Kara wouldn't do that.”
He smirked, “You sound like you've known her for a long time.”
I rubbed my hands together, “I don't really but my first day here she was the only one who showed me she has a heart and we talked you know, it was comforting.”
“That's why it's so hard to believe?” He inquired.
I nodded.”Why else? I may not know her as well as the rest of you but Kara would never do that.”
“It was found in the test results. You weren't healing because of the tea. It was tea poisoning.”
“Perhaps she did, but your darned Alpha poisoned my wounds with wolfsbane when I was beaten up. That contributed to it.”
“What?” He said in surprise.
“Oh my God, did I spill?” I ask and put my hands on my mouth.
He shook his head, “You didn't spill. But if Kara isn't the culprit then who do you think it is?”
“I'm not saying she isn't, Beta Mark,” I said in exasperation.
“Okay?”
“Kara has stopped bringing tea to me and I'm stuck with dry bread and some green tea that doesn't make me feel any better. Everyone here hates me. They wanted me dead and may still do. It might be someone here.”
He absorbed my words and stayed quiet for a while.
The moment we stepped out of the Pack house and a gust of wind hit my face I inhaled deeply. The scent of flowers and all felt surreal. I felt like I hadn't been outside in years.
The blue sky, the birds and the butterflies were enough to bring tears to my eyes. I bent and picked up my skirts and ran around the garden freely.
“Be careful,” I heard the Beta whisper and I turned around and flashed him a smile.
It felt good to be free again. Even though my legs weren't strong yet I kept going until I collided into someone before falling in the garden, butt first. I whimpered in pain.
“Who the hell are you?” I heard the woman say.
I opened my mouth and was about to speak but was suddenly caught off guard by her beauty. She was a mature lady with voluptuous hips and really nice curves and heavy titties. Her red hair were in curls and pinned away from her face but they seemed fiery under the sun. Her pale skin was flawless, while her red lips contrasted with her green eyes.
Now that's the palest woman I've ever seen in my whole life. It seemed as though she came right away from a vampire's diary.
She was breathtaking.
“Don't you speak?” She demanded.
“I'm err. I'm sorry I wasn't watching. I happened to have run into you. I'm sorry,” I apologised and was about to turn away when she caught me by the wrist.
Is this the part where she tells me it's love at first sight?
“I didn't ask why you ran into me. The question was direct. Who are you?”
“Oh me?” I said and scratched my head.
She smiled. And it wasn't a friendly one. “You're not from here are you?”
“Huh?”
“Answer me!” She snapped.
“Who are you?” I asked in anger, getting vexed at the tone of her voice.
She neared me, her grip getting tighter. “Everyone from around here knows who I am. Let me guess, you're the outcast.”
I frowned at her. “The name's Roxanne.”
“I don't care about your name,” she said. “You're not from around here. You don't belong here.”
“Easy. All I did was run into you and I apologised. You don't have to be sparky about it?”
“What?”
I frowned, “Did I stutter?”
She was taken aback. She was silent for a minute. That was when Beta Miles appeared. He glanced at me then at the woman and then back at me.
“What's going on?” He asked.
“It's this ungrateful little bitch,” she said as she stared at me with distaste.
“I already told you. The name is Roxanne,” I said sternly.
“It's okay, what transpired?” Beta Miles asked.
“She crashed into me and started acting bitchy,” the woman said.
“You could've explained without cussing, you know?”
“No one around here tells me what to do,” She said, prideful.
I scoffed. “I ran into her and apologised and she just started giving this attitude. Do you talk to people you don't know how you want?”
“It's okay,” Beta Miles coerced.”Roxanne, this is Selina, the Alpha’s sister. Selina, this is Roxan—”
“I already know who she is,” she spat.
I gasped. This was the Alpha’s sister? The one who was concerned about me? They've got to be kidding me.
“I was the one who saved your life,” she said. “And now I regret it. You're not worth it.”
I chuckled and shot her a deadly glare. “So what? I owe you my life now that's it?”
“That's no way you talk to someone who made you belong.”
“I do not belong,” I whispered. “And I don't want to. And your regrets? Save it for later. They didn't heal me.”
“And that's the thank you I get?” She said in disbelief.
“Thank you for your attempt,” I said without smiling.
“I didn't do it for you, trust me,” She said. “I did it for my brother.”