Chapter 35 35
Phoebe~~
What I didn't expect was to see Vivienne in the throne room too. Knox was seated, simply staring at me as though he was searching for something on my face. He gestured to the right, and for the first time had me sit in the throne room.
I sat comfortably, just opposite Vivien, who sat like she owned the whole palace. The way she glared at me made me think about what was going on, but I didn't want to speak first and hear the reason I was sent for.
Knox cleared his throat and leaned his arms on his thighs, “I am denouncing the relationship holding you two. No more lady and servant.”
No more? I almost laughed, but that would skyrocket the issue.
“What do you mean, alpha? Are you saying she's not going to be my servant any longer?” Vivien had that stunning expression, and I loved how her eyes were turning bloody. “Alpha, if she stops serving…
“You already had your father send forth your servants. Aren't they enough to serve you?” Knox chipped in, throwing that cold question, and his expression darkened. “Phoebe is my slave and has some roles that she plays aside from being your servant. It's better if she focuses on those roles and does it well, because serving you has been a distraction to her.”
Vivien adjusted on her seat and contorted. She glared at me once again, and I almost burst into laughter. “Thats not fair. You regard her so much and do not want her serving your future Luna. Don't you think that will give her the audacity to look down on me more?”
Did she want to cry? She seemed heartbroken, and it made me think what use I had been since I didn't even want to serve her. Was there any benefit she got from me being called her servant, even when I wasn't playing the role?
“Alpha Knox, please think…
“Thats my declaration!” Knox cut her short and stood up.
As he was leaving, I hastened and joined him, my fingers clamped together with his.
He glanced at me and sighed, but said nothing. Whereas I couldn't hide my smile and wanted to show him how happy I was that he took my side, even though I was going to hurt him.
For him to do this, does it mean his heart was softening? He must be slowly convincing himself that I loved him dearly and didn't want to lose him, so he also didn't need to push me away from his side.
As we walked out of the hall, he halted and finally turned to me. His expression softened, and then he asked me, “What if I told you to stop going to the club? Looks like you've made some good clients and…
I shook my head. He shouldn't do that when I had plans for myself.
“Tell me, do you love those men that much? Isn't your wolf mad at you that you're satiating another man's intimate desire?” he asked, and I nodded.
How would my wolf be sad when she knew everything?
“You made me love the job, so I have no other choice because I'm making some side money from it. There's no way I would stop going there when I need money to take care of myself,” I stated, tightening my grip on his hand. “Knox, you are making a lot of money through me, right? They say that I serve them so well and pay so much. So why do you want me to stop?”
He was being jealous. I could smell that feeling, but I seriously didn't want to stop going there.
“I begged you several times that I didn't want to do it, so I had no choice but to begin loving what I do. If you wish, then increase the pay…but not too much so they don't stop coming,” I said again, my voice so demure.
His throat bobbled, and then he began walking again.
Did he really not want me to go there again? Then, was it just hatred or what made him insist I would make him money as a whore?
I whispered to him, "Don't worry, I do not give them the same satisfaction I give you, and I am the dominant one, not them. So, you are still my alpha and the dominant male over his submissive mate.”
He chuckled, and I halted midstep. Did he just do that? How funny was it that he smiled?
I swung our hands together, smiling sheepishly. ‘My plan is working out perfectly. Since I came here, he hadn't smiled like now, so he was fond of me again,’ I thought, happiness flooding in me.
‘You are really planning to make me lose my mate?’ my wolf asked, and I nodded. ‘I won't let it work out. Who would spread those legs and bang me till juices were leaking down? Do you think we would survive it if he goes feral? You should be working on him not going feral….’
When did my wolf become so stupid? A man who cleared up my family is the one I would work towards not letting go feral? As what?
I didn't want to grimace, so Knox wouldn't think it was because of him, so I responded to my wolf, ‘If you're talking about finding that divine artifact they mentioned, then I promise you it won't work out. I have no reason to save the man who took my family away from me. He would fall for me and go feral, then I would rather kill him myself, or his people will do so. And if he happens to mark me? It would be the best, because he would die instantly.’
‘And you think we would survive? Think about it, Phoebe. If he goes feral, we are likely to do so like him…the same with his death. Or did you forget what matebond is about?’
My heart began racing. It can't be true. The bond should automatically become severe once he goes feral or dies.
‘Its either we keep hating him, see him as our enemy, and be distant from him. Otherwise, we are having a taste of whatever he passes through.’
Could this be the reason he wants me to keep hating him? He always reminds me that he killed my parents. He must know that such a thing would happen; that is why he doesn't want us falling in love again.
‘That's why he always says we mustn't die unless he wants it. He owns our life, and that's the fact!’
Bullshit! What a fucking wolf that I have. She was just over him and didn't want to lose him, now trying to convince me too, so I wouldn't go ahead with my plans.
Who cares? If he dies, I am done with my revenge…so it doesn't matter if I die too. I'll just see to it that he marks me, and not going feral. I don't care if I get a taste of it.
This is why I need to keep clubbing so I can save up a lot and settle my people with it. He needs to die, and I would try harder to succeed.