To Death

To Death
Luna POV




At first, I thought Blake was acting about her not having control over her wolf. But then I saw a look in her eyes that I have seen in the past.




It's a look that tells that she is helpless and scared, and that's when I realized that this was real. She was genuinely afraid, and I couldn't stop my lips from pulling upward in a smirk.




Imagine believing that you have lost every damn thing, and then realizing that your opponent is just a sad, unstable mess, who can't even control her wolf. It felt too surreal to believe and yet it was happening right before my eyes.




Gosh, I feel so pathetic right now for even being bothered by her. But to be honest, she had us all fooled, believing that there was something special about her. 




Swaying my gaze from Blake's teary eyes, I looked at Nero, and the first thing that crossed my mind was, 'Are you regretting choosing a weak bitch over me.'




"Blake, this is no place for jokes!" My father let out, and I held in my urge to sneer because I knew if Blake messed up, I would be his only choice, and I didn't want to offend him.




My attention drew to Blake again, and I watched her dry her eyes with the back of her hand, realizing that her other hand was not moving.




Anger was all I felt when I looked at Nero and understood that he was holding onto her hand with this look of raw concern in his expression.




What the fuck does he see in her! Even now, he still has that same stupid touch of desire for her in his eyes like always, even after knowing the truth about her. But, he was quick to dismiss me over a simple lie.




Yet, he seems like he is ready to stand by Blake, even after learning that this bitch can not even control her wolf. 




She's not fucking special. How blind can he be to not see that! Or is this about how good she is in bed? Is sex with her that good that he allowed himself to be stupidly wrapped around her fingers?




"I think I should leave," Blake mumbled, grabbing my attention with her words.




"You are not leaving here until you go through your transformation and prove to everyone in this damn room just who you are!" My father yelled, hitting his fist on the table.




A glint of fear clouded Blake's eyes, and yet, she raised her head, letting out boldly, "What part of she refused to show herself don't you understand, Loki!"




"Stop with the damn lies, Blake; who the fuck doesn't have control over their own wolf!" My father uttered in a rough tone, looking pissed with bitterness dimming his eyes.




"Apparently, I don't! Okay! And there's nothing I can do about it. Can you understand that, Loki?!"




"Is this your way of humiliating me, you little…"




"I don't need to lie to humiliate you! You do that on your own."




This was brutal, and I couldn't help enjoying every second of it, seeing my father lose his shit after all the humiliation he had put my mother and me through is just the most beautiful thing, especially when it's because of Blake that he was this mad. 




The thing about Blake is that she has always been a piece of work that didn't know when to shut up until she got seriously injured, and the way things were going, I say my father was going to hurt her pretty bad if she didn't shut her hole.




 In a second, the elders began to become bolder with their words as they whispered to each other, and none of them seemed to be pleased with Blake's tone and words either.




A moment like this, I never thought was possible. But somehow, everything was happening again in my favor, and I have never been so freaking pleased with fate in my entire life as I was now.




"Blake, do you take this pack or us as a joke!" My mother let out angrily, and I guess she felt it was safe now to intervene without getting a backlash from my father.




"Can I leave now?!" Blake asked, ignoring my mother's words.




Swaying my gaze to uncle Rolex and my mother, I saw hate in their gaze, and even though they both didn't speak, I knew they wanted to put Blake in her place so badly.




"No!" My father harshly uttered, a look of darkness ceasing his expression. "I don't give a fuck what we have to do to get her to show herself, but you are not leaving until that happens!"




Looking drained and annoyed, Blake scowled and blurted in a mocking tone, "You have to try to kill me then if that's what you want," 




Immediately after she uttered those words, her face grew pale, and I could tell she wanted to retract her response. But they were already out in the open, and when I looked at my father, he seemed to be seriously considering her words.




Suddenly he stood to his feet, smiling stiffly at Blake, and then announced, "New rule! A fight to the death between my daughters. The winner becomes the next leader of our pack!"




It took me a couple of seconds to accept that those words just came from my father's mouth, and yet, a part of me still couldn't believe he said them.




"Loki, you are sick!" Blake shouted, clutching her brows.




But my father ignored her reaction and stared at me, calmly uttering, "What do you say, daughter? How far are you willing to go to prove that you want to rule this pack." 




This piece of shit. I can't believe he is using me to get Blake's wolf out of her shell. But this was the exact opportunity I have been waiting for my entire life… not to prove myself in order to lead the pack but to kill Blake.




One look into my father's eyes and I knew that he was aware of that… how badly I hated Blake, and he was using that to his advantage. Yet, this was a game I was willing to play because I was certain about winning.




"To the death?" I asked to make sure that I was going to get exactly what I wanted.




"To the death," Loki said with the utmost seriousness in his tone.




As I was about to answer, I heard Elder Hall whisper, "This is insane."




"Does anyone wish to defile my words?!" My father harshly announced, looking at the faces around the table. "Speak now or shut the fuck up!" 




The room grew awfully quiet, and I gazed at Nero, wondering what was going on in his head because he looked expressionless and had not uttered a single word since all this started.




"No one?!" Loki called out in a fierce tone. "Okay then, the new rule is final!"




"If that's the case, I don't mind a fight to the death," I uttered, meeting Blake's eyes.




When I didn't get a reaction from her, I gave a half-smile and asked, "Sister, what do you say?"