Chapter-51
VALERIE'S POV
"Does that make a difference? What matters is that I don't like you. And you want to know why I don't like you? When you were born, mom died. When you got cursed, Dad left within a year. I lost my parents because of you," Beatrice said.
"And those weren't my parents?" I asked, amazed at her twisted thoughts.
I didn't need to hear it any longer.
The fact that she blames me for my mother's death, and because our father left was enough to tell me what kind of thought process she had.
She acts like I was happy after Dad left. I turned around and walked to the exit of the corridor, the thoughts of disturbing the council is long gone.
"I have my exams in two weeks. I am going back with Ambrose in a couple of hours. You can tell the council whatever you want. If those people come for me to kill me, I will fight them my way. It's my problem, to begin with," I said to Logan, who nodded and sighed.
"Valerie, hey, please don't go like this. You very well know what you mean to me, to us," Logan held my hand and hugged me from behind, making me sigh.
"I am not angry at you, Logan. You have nothing to do with it. Maybe Beatrice's words just snapped me to my reality. I always bring problems wherever I go, no? The council is afraid I will try to dominate other alphas even when they know nothing about my curse. Huh... Can you do me a favor?" I turned around and looked into his eyes for support.
"What is it?" He cupped my cheeks.
"Can you make them believe I won't do anything that will jeopardize their rule over the nation? The council is above all and I don't want to disobey them, but please make them realize they can't take and take me. My wolf and curse won't allow it," I took a deep breath.
"Let's not make things harder for everyone. I don't want to lose control and do something that will hurt everyone," I smiled, looking at him hopefully, and he looked at Ambrose before nodding.
"Fine. I will do that. But you also promise me that you won't attack anyone uselessly and try to control your anger as much as you can," Logan said, and I smiled.
"You don't need to worry about that, Logan. I have promised that he will be the only one for me for everything. And regarding controlling my anger, as long as the person in front of me doesn't provoke me too much, I won't attack anyone in a fit of anger. In fact, I will start training myself even more," I held his hand to pacify him that I was really serious about it.
"Fine. Let me see what I can do and talk to the council, but keep your cool. The council might want to talk to you after I am done pacifying them," Logan said before he looked at Ambrose.
"I will send a few of my best spies and they will help you in finding out about the rogue who might've done this. Those spies are well-versed with the rogues too so their connections will help a lot," Logan patted Ambrose's shoulders before leaving.
We went back to the hall since I didn't trust myself around Ambrose in a closed room anymore. My hormones were going haywire and even with Beatrice's words that were like a painful dagger to my heart, I felt like tearing Ambrose's clothes to calm myself.
"Valerie, are you okay? You have been clenching your hand around that ball for some time," Ambrose walked to me, and I smiled before nodding, waiting for the happy news from Logan.
I just hope the council doesn't create more problems and just let me go already.
Staying in the same place as Damien and Beatrice are taking a toll on me.
"Alpha Ambrose, I received your mail about the collaboration," Damien walked to us, and I looked at Ambrose with raised brows.
Why didn't I know anything about such collaboration? I know pack matters should be kept away from personal matters, but I just hoped Ambrose would at least let me know about it.
"Yes. I had prepared that proposal before your Luna decided it was a good thing to hurt my to-be wife again. We are sorry to let you know, but I don't think we can collaborate with an Alpha who can't even control his wife's actions," Ambrose said, and realization dawned upon me.
He was insulting Damian and Beatrice publicly and officially.
Why was he doing this? Going to such lengths? I looked at him in shock, my eyes tearing a bit at his support.
Damien's eyes met mine as if he was asking me if I asked Ambrose to do this. And why wouldn't he? Deimos pack was the strongest pack in the world, and a rejection from them is almost equivalent to rejection from all the superior packs who are always trying to suck up to the Deimos pack.
I looked at Ambrose, who held my hand and kissed my forehead.
"I can't take my Luna's disrespect, Damien. You should be lucky that I let you go with just a cancellation of the proposal," Ambrose said, and I sighed.
"I don't have any hand in that if that's what you are wondering. Next time you better teach your Luna how to behave in public and that you don't become a Luna just because an Alpha thinks your body is got enough to be f*cked. You become a Luna by the choice of the alpha. I was born to be a Luna," I looked into Damien's eyes before I looked behind him where Beatrice was standing and seething in anger.
"You can call this my egotism, but it is what it is. You got lucky because my previous pack's alpha wanted a stronger girl and didn't have patience. I turned lucky because I got rejected, and then the strongest Alpha fell in love with me even without knowing my powers. I got lucky because this is love," I smiled and turned to Ambrose.
"Shall we go? We can bear the council's reply later too," I said.
"What kind of reply? Do you need permission from the council for something?" Damien asked as if he had any right to, and the urge to tease them increased again.
"Uhuh, we are planning to get married too. Keep a look out for it. I mean, what if we get married before you two? You would want to invite the alpha of the strongest pack and then their luna too, right?" I smiled at Damien, and Ambrose chuckled beside me before kissing my forehead lovingly.
"Don't waste your time on some other man. Your time should only be for me," He said, and I nodded at him.