*The real chapter 12...

Sometimes I don't even know what the roman numerals are.

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Early morning, I woke up on time. Dreading the comments to come. By now everyone knew, everyone would have something to say. So I got up and get dressed, putting on a brave face and headed downstairs.

My eyes looked forward never wondering. I walked past people, some given me odd looks, some whisper to each other. I entered the mess hall, loud shouts, and the constant nonsense conversation. I didn't spot Max anywhere, I release a breath. Heading to the line, going through the line getting everything I needed. I got basic breakfast food, a bucket of eggs, a mountain of bacon, and a stacked skyscraper of french toast. An alpha eats a lot to expel all the energy we do, and I feel that I will need to do a lot of that.

Sitting down next to Ferra who is now my beta. "Hey, there's a lot of rumors around about you and-," I hold my hand up to stop. Not uttering a word. She is silence, and all my other pack member extinguished the ease dropping to continue their conversations. I eat in silence, I sometimes felt Ferra's gaze rest on me. I ignored it, eating the rest of my meal.

I smelled him before I could see. My heart rate tripled, I felt that pull again. Talking a long exaggerated breath, I look up. My dropped, he looked even more gorgeous than last night. And for a second a short millisecond I didn't regret it. Ripping my gaze away focusing back on my now empty plate. I felt his burning stare on my side of my face. It grew harder and harder every second, I started biting the flesh of my lips.

"Dani are you okay," I was startled. I jumped looking over at Ferra. "Sorry just testing it out," she shrugged.

"I'm fine," I smile back. It never really reached my eyes. Not really.

"We heard that," Josh thought.

Shit. I lay my head on the counter faced away from everyone else.

"Heard that too," Ferra thought.

I let out an out a low growl, too quiet for everyone to hear. My pack moved back a bit, cowardly. I smiled playfully.

Then the sound of several thumps on the microphone pierced my ears. We all looked back to see the alpha king standing at his usual stage, usual demeanor. "Ladies an-," A loud shriek rings throughout the halls.

Everyone stood up scouring the room, then at wolf speed, we all ran to the front yard. The crowd pushed and shoved over one another, like the stamped trampling Simba's father. By the time I got out a thick wall of wolves blocked me from the scene. Thank the moon goddess for letting me be an alpha. I growled, grabbing everyone's attention. Suddenly all eyes averted their attention to me. "Move," I state firmly, using the best alpha voice I could muster. The red sea split and I made my way through. Everyone looked at me with a mix of fear, terror and an almost forced on respect.

As I zoomed in on the figure I almost felt a tear escape. A body laid still, motionless on the ground. What was left of the body laid torn and ripped apart? A gruesome and violent scene, whoever did this is a monster. The head was severed from the rest of the body, leaving behind chunks of whatever was covered in blood. The body was ripped and torn some deeper than others.

"Destiny!" Another voice pushed through the crowd. Out came a young man, his eyes fell on the mush of bloody flesh and bones. His eye welled with tears in realization. Red puffed face, furiously shaking his head. "No. No. No," each no was louder than the last. He held on to the most solid part of her body. I watched the scene in horror. "Who did this!" he yelled, "Who did this!" his voice a hissing screech, I swear it can be heard for miles. He stood up looking around at everyone. Shaking looking around at everyone, like a mad man. Red stained his eyelids, it was easy to notice the veins bulging out of his neck. His clenched fist turned his knuckles white, a pale desperate white. Surrounded by blood.

His alpha went up to him, "- calm down we'll find them," he put his hand on his shoulder trying to reassure him.

"No!" he shouts, shoving his hand off him. "I can't, I lost my everything," his words are passionate, it spoke volumes about his love for her. "I was lost until I found her, and now I've lost her forever. I can't go on. The only thing left for me to do is to find that son of a bitch and make him feel my pain," His words shift from passionate to anger, rage, the talk of vengeance.

"I bet it was the new pack of mutts, they been against everyone since the beginning," one wolf mutters to another. The other guy snickers, shaking his head in agreement. Apparently, I wasn't the only one that heard.

I looked over at the mouthy wolf, but before I could utter a word I was interrupted. "Did one of your packs kill her," and accusing finger points. Snot drips from his nose, his hand raised. And his breath hit me in violent waves, revolting.

I push him back a few feet, then I get in his personal space. "I understand that you are in pain cause of your loss. But that does not excuse your rude behavior, know your place," speaking the last part sternly.

"That still didn't answer his question," someone spoke.

"We didn't," my gaze switches from that random wolf, and the deranged one shaking as if he was about to shift.

"How would she know," one mutters.

"Maybe if you weren't getting cozy with Max you would know," someone else shouted out.

"We didn't, we didn't come here to cause problems. We cannot point fingers when we are in the midst of war. I do not have time for this, keep your conspiracy theories to yourself," I finish walking away the rest of the wolves.

The alpha king ushered me to follow him. We walked all the way to his office, sitting down on opposites sides of his desk. "One my life, I know no one in my pack could ever consider it," I assured.

"I don't know Daniela, ever since you came here there has been fights, and a lot of misconduct," he starts. "We don't need this, not now,"

"Then why did you even give me the alpha title?" I question.

"Nevermind that, just be sure that your pack has nothing to do with this," he ends.

"I promise, even with them not like everyone here, they'd never resort to murder" I get ready to stand then I stop, "May I leave now?"

"No, I would like to discuss something else with you," I sit back down waiting for him to speak. "About the incident the last night-,"

I shake my head, waving my head quickly, "No. NO. Something like that won't happen ever again."

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"Yes, that was a mistake," shaking my head 'yes'.

"Okay," I felt an odd murky feeling surround the room. "So would you mind doing that with someone else?" I pause for a second.

"No, I'm not considering that at the moment," I look at him praying my assumptions are correct.

Suddenly I was pulled closer to the table. Feeling a hand on the edge of my seat, I slap the thighs together. "I heard your screams of pleasure, I would like for me to make you feel that way. Or maybe the other way around." he leans in. As I move back. The situation makes my stomach churn more and more.

"Well I am your king, I can do a lot of things for you if you do a lot of things for me," his eyebrows arch, and so does mine, but not for the same reason. I get up quickly, leaving unannounced.

Even though I had new deranged thoughts about the king, I still had something pressing hard on my mind. Is my pack really innocent?

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