Chapter 13

They created a medicine to conceal Janine's vampire identity, which she began taking after being delivered to her aunt Mercy. The medicine has remained effective to date.

"I have a few left. Did you get something for me?"

"I didn’t. I thought you still had enough. Meet me here tomorrow at the same time."

"OK, mother."

"Have you heard anything about my father?" Janine remembered to ask. It has been years since she has seen or heard about her father. She misses him so much and fears that something might have happened to him in the territory of the vampires. Her father is Harbon, who is a werewolf and the former guardian of the deceased queen, the mother of Alpha Giovan.

"None yet, but do not focus on him. If he wants to show up, then he will," Cerelyn answered like it meant nothing to her.

"Mother, I want to remind you how much I love my father and how much I miss him. Please find him."

As usual, Cerelyn didn’t like what she heard.

"Let me remind you, too, that you have a mission for the entire tribe." The tone coming from Cerelyn was a warning for Janine. That is already an indication that she is about to flare up, so Janine chose to silence herself.

Sometimes her mind rebels. If she could only choose, then she would have given up her vampire being. Life is easier for her wolf. If she could choose to just turn her back on her vampire, then she would have done it a long time ago. However, she was always being monitored and blackmailed by her mother.

She has a very important role for the vampire tribe that she belongs to. She will be the tool they need to finally defeat the pack of King Dior.

"If we have nothing more to discuss, then I have to go ahead, mother. I don’t want them to be suspicions about me disappearing from the pack from time to time. Especially now that Crema is missing."

Cerelyn snapped her fingers in the air as a sign of saying yes: "You take care, mother." Janine uttered before she finally turned into her wolf and ran away as fast as she could. Her speed was an sign that she was eager to be far away from her mother, who did nothing but pressure her about her mission.

For her, Cerelyn didn’t care if she was okay with the plan or not.

Her plans going accordingly was what mattered. She is very greedy with power, so for her to get the highest position in her tribe, they must defeat King Dior of the Mystic Golden Pack. There was a long-standing grudge between the vampires and the werewolves, but what sparked the tension between the tribes of Cerelyn and King Dior was too deep.

Cerelyn’s tribe was after vengeance for their slain king, her father. She even went to the extent of having an affair with Harbon just to enter the Mystic Golden Pack.

It was already past midnight when Janine arrived at the mansion, so she moved softly to not disturb anyone. Giovan or King Dior didn't want to question her. Unbeknownst to her, King Dior was already waiting for her.

"Where have you been?" Frightened, Janine was frozen and couldn’t move. She swallowed her saliva several times before she calmly answered She used Giovan’s treatment of her as an excuse. "I had to give myself some time alone, my king."

Dior smirked. "Is that so? Aren’t you used to being mistreated? I didn’t know that you still have sensitivity in you."

Deep inside, Janine was insulted. She almost wanted to fight back, but she held herself back. "You may see me as a worthless woman, my king, but I too have feelings."

Dior laughed out loud. For him, Janine is just a joke. If she’s not a very important tool for his revenge, then the woman wouldn’t be in his household.

"Anyway, whatever your reasons may be, I don’t care. As long as you do nothing to ruin me, then you are safe!"

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Crema’s POV

I don't know what is happening in the Kingdom right now. I do not know if they're looking for me or not, but whatever it is, I do not care anymore. I have my very own concern, and that is to escape and finally free myself from all the pain that I was going through.

As I was seated near the window in my own assigned seat, one of the flight attendants approached me. At first, I felt paranoid toward him. I don’t know, but I think I had trust issues already. I suspect everyone around me, considering that they are men like my friend Giovan.

"Hi." The male flight attendant greeted me first. I looked up at him and studied his face before I reacted. I'm scared that's true because who knows if he belongs to the pack? "Any other requests?" He followed up, which confused me. I haven't asked for any help, so why would he come voluntarily and ask me that question? This is not my first time to fly, and I can tell that the flight attendant’s gesture is unusual.

"Thank you, but I am fine." I smiled. With that said, he bowed his head and turned around to live. While doing so, I am all eyes on him, trying to sense if he belongs to any pack.

I was about to rest my head when I noticed the man beside me. He was looking at me. For someone escaping, I really feel so paranoid about everyone around me. I simply turned my gaze toward him. I try to make him feel awkward if he will withdraw his gaze at me. When her eyes met, I sensed something. He is a wolf!

Because I prepared myself to meet wolves like me along the way, I was thankful for the preparation I made. The medicine prepared by our healer is effective. I know, and I'm confident that the man looking at me won't feel me because the medicine has hidden my wolf smell. Maybe he had a bit of a crush on me, but he's not sure if I'm his type or not. I simply sighed while still not taking my eyes off him. I was nervous, but I didn't show it.

He was the first to withdraw his gaze, so I was relieved. Nothing unusual followed we arrived at the airport.