VALERIE'S POV
Now I have one more thing to worry about. As if my growing desire for blood and dominance wasn't enough, things kept piling on my list.
I gritted my teeth and sighed.
"Valerie, I understand what you are feeling," Logan said, and I raised my eyes at him. I wasn't feeling excited anymore. I was just fed up with things.
"You do?" I scoffed.
"Maybe not the in the literal sense of what exactly you are feeling, but I can understand your feelings. No one would want to be held captive if she hadn't done anything wrong. That's the reason the meeting is stretching out. Some believe you need to be kept under control. It's not because they know your secret, but because they have seen you dominating other alphas," Logan said.
I hummed. Having excess power isn't good when you want to hide it. It keeps showing up to mess with you when you don't know how to keep good control over it.
"They are already like this. What would they do if they came to know my secret, my curse, my specialty?" I smiled at him, and Ambrose caught up with us.
Not a good idea. My hormones were all over the place. His presence near me is like; I bit my lips before looking at Ambrose.
"Can you do your stuff? I will talk this out," I said with gritted teeth.
"It's okay. I don't have a meeting scheduled right now, and George is handling the stuff. I can be with you and talk to the council -"
"Ambrose, listen to me, please," I looked at him with my best-begging face.
I know he didn't like how I was sending him away. He probably might be feeling bad that I didn't want him to be a part of the discussion that revolves around me.
What the f*ck, Valerie?! What the hell are you doing? You are not some kind of blood-drinking sl"t. You can't let this sh*t come between you and your love.
"If that's what you want -" Ambrose turned around, but I held his hand.
"If you are not busy, stay. It will be over soon anyways," I said, and he nodded before standing right beside me, his body touching mine, making a shiver run down my spine, and I controlled the urge to press my legs together.
"Can we talk to them, like now? I am sure you heard what happened in Ambrose's pack. He needs to search for it too. His pack is in danger, and no matter how much hope and assurance you give him, I am the person he loves. Will he be able to do anything right with his full mind if I am here? Will I be able to do anything and not lose my mind if he is not here? You know about my new appetite, too," I looked at Logan before sighing.
"I am counting on you to make things right for me. I can do that, right?" I asked, and he looked into my eyes before nodding.
"Only if you don't threaten me with that thing again. As much as I like you, Valerie, you are something I have to stay clear of when you are angry. You are the last person on the Earth I would want to get on the bad side of," Logan said
"I understand," I smiled.
"Thank goodness, I thought -"
"I won't make empty threats anymore," I smiled, and he gritted his teeth.
"That wasn't what I was talking about. You! Never mind. Why am I talking to you about this? You are now blood -" I placed my hand on Logan's mouth.
"Don't," I said before narrowing my eyes toward the corridor.
I am sure I felt someone coming towards us. There is no way my senses are messing with my head.
I bit my lips and walked ahead.
"Valerie -"
"Shh!" I motioned to both Logan and Ambrose.
"Is it fun eavesdropping on people's conversation, Beatrice?" I asked, and the gasp I heard couldn't be mistaken.
"There is one more reason why you shouldn't be trying something like this in a place like this. You get caught easily," I stepped ahead and looked at the girl standing with her back plastered on the wall and her face looking forward.
I grabbed her chin before smiling and looking into her eyes.
Damn it. I am already having a hard time controlling my desire to dominate. Why are people like her coming to test my patience and control? Just what the hell does she want to know that she already doesn't? In fact, I wonder if she knows more things about me than anyone in this world.
I rubbed her chin with my thumb and sighed.
"Why do you hate me so much, Beatrice? I have had this hypothesis lately, but I don't know if I should think further in this direction and ruin my head with negative thoughts more than it already was," I sighed, and Lucas and Ambrose finally caught up to where I was once they felt I caught the culprit eavesdropping on us.
"Huh, why is it always you? Are you fed up with life these days? If you want to have suicide, can you find another way to do it?" Lucas groaned, and Beatrice looked between the two men and me.
"Do you think she has the capability to kill me, Lucas? Do you really think she got the guts to do it? If that was the case, she would've done something like that when I disrespected her," Beatrice's words were riling me up.
And she was forcing me to think about the things that I didn't want to. Things like throwing her down from the sixth floor of this building, like smashing her head on this wall she was supporting herself on, like getting her eyes as wide as saucers and widening them with my fingers personally.
All the naughty, dangerous thoughts were clouding my mind, and I hated my mind for being like this.
This wasn't a sign of a healthy mental state. Nothing about these thoughts was healthy or sane. I looked at Ambrose, my gaze trailing down to his pulsating neck, and I knew I had to get out of there soon before I really messed things up.
"She has no power to kill me, Lucas. And that's because she knows she doesn't have any family apart from me," Beatrice smirked, and I chuckled, my chuckle probably catching her off guard.
"For someone who ruined my life and was a major part of it and who knows what kind of monster I am, don't you think you are putting a bit too much confidence in your words here? Kinship? Do you think this kind of kinship will stop me from slicing your neck from here? Oops," I looked into Beatrice's eyes when a few drops of blood trailed down her neck.
"Shall I have a taste? I am yet to taste what blood tastes like when I am not mating. Since I have such an awesome sister who believes in kinship, she won't have a problem if I have a little sip, does she?" I looked straight into her eyes, and the way Adam's apple bobbed up and down, I gritted my teeth.
It was repulsive. It looks like she is really of no use to me. But that didn't stop me from scaring her confident ass.
"So, as I was saying, am I really your sister? The bloodline of this family? And when I am asking you this question, I only want to know the truth," I looked at her with a smirk of my own.