Chapter 114
CHAPTER 114
ZENEVIEVA
The force Ethan used in covering me so that I won't get hit by the metal Collette was holding made me cry out in surprise.
When did she have that and why was she overreacting?
"Stop it!" Ethan yelled in fury and glared at her.
"Don't tell me shit, I have no business with you but that slut!" She yelled.
"Don't call her slut again, Collette. It won't be funny, " Ethan threatened.
"Really, what are you going to do? Hit me? Report me or banish me that I saw my mate all entangled together with this useless riff-raff that paraded herself as Queen?"
She yelled in anger and I gasped.
"Collette is your mate?" I turned to him and he nodded as if she was the most irritating thing to be his mate.
"You could have told me!" I yelled and groaned at the same time.
"I'm sorry." He muttered.
"That's not important right now, she's crazy and I won't tolerate that craziness at all." I said fiercely and he nodded.
"That's the spirit " he supported and I gasped at him.
"Are you insane?" Collette and I yelled together and he scoffed.
"Yeah, for Zenevieva though." He shrugged.
I closed my eyes and balled my finger. I can't believe Ethan is joking right now when Collette was spitting balls of fire to stone my existence.
"It's not funny," I muttered.
"Yes, it's not funny bitch! What the hell are you even doing with Ethan? What are you, Queen of whore? You are slowly entrapping my brother into confusion after hooking Kyle and now it's my mate, I will kill you finally!" She screamed.
"We are not mates, get that into your head!"
Ethan chirped in, enjoying the show as Marcella looked as if she should stab me countlessly.
" Why Zenevieva? Why? Why Ethan?"
She asks with tears spilled in her eyes and not even a single emotion was found in me.
I wish I was a whore as she's stated, then I would have enjoyed tormenting her, making sure I have Ethan, then Kyle to spite Marcella, and Tyson to crush her too.
But my heart only belonged to Kyle which makes her lucky.
"Erase whatever you see and don't misinterpret things. Don't call me a whore, I don't look like one, reconcile with your mate, and don't pour it on me." I tried to be calm with her but She moved to slap me hard but Ethan blocked her.
"Get out of my way!" She cried out.
"Don't touch her, how dare you even try to do that? Is this how you treat your queens here?"
"SHE'S NOT A QUEEN!" She screamed in pain and slapped him instead.
"Why are you doing this to me, Ethan? Why? Have I hurt you before, why can't you accept me, why are you hurting me, please it hurts so bad. I'll forget that this happened but just tell me that you've accepted me as your mate. Don't let me think that you like her, please don't tell me that."
She cried painfully and held the hem of his shirt tightly.
"I'm not sorry Marcella, I can't be your mate!"
"Why?" She screamed.
"Don't dare tell me it's because of Tyson, my brother has done nothing wrong to you. you've always been the one to harbor this hatred before he returned it to you. Please tell me why?" She pleaded desperately.
"It won't change anything." He sighed in frustration.
"Ethan?" I called and walked closer to him.
"I want to know too, why do you hate Tyson so much? It just doesn't make sense."
He scoffed and licked his lips.
"Are you siding with her because Tyson is your mate, don't hurt me more than this Zenevieva." He said painfully.
"If you keep getting your feelings in the way of everything, then you will get hurt. I will never be yours. I will always cherish the fact that you care and you were there for me at some point. Hatred only breeds space for more wicked things to take place."
He smiled at me and nodded.
" You're not only beautiful, you're so cute."
I rolled my eyes hard and groaned. Can he just stop it when Collette is already running mad?
She was already on her knees begging him to spill everything.
"My sister was Killed."
He blurted out and we all gasped. We all kept mute and waited for him to continue.
"She had a friend in the Morning Rose pack who was a Princess and she insisted on going there.
If I had known, just if I had known that the pack Tyson's father ordered to be burnt to ashes was Morning Rose, I would have stopped her. I sat there with my father and Tyson and approved the death of my sister."
My eyes burned in horrible tears and it dropped rapidly.
My heart squeezed itself in pain as I dropped to my feet and trembled.
"Are you okay, Zenevieva?" He gasped.
I couldn't talk but I managed to.
"What's her name?"
He frowned but said it anyway.
"Cara."
I gasped in shock at once and they all turned to me.
I was lost and frozen.
"So tell me why I should be your mate Collette?" He turned to her.
"Do you like Zenevieva?" She asked and sniffed, her eyes as teary as the river and he nodded.
My whole being shook with fear and disbelief.
I thought she made it, I thought she was alive and made it out.
I thought Cara lived…
I need to yell at something, I want to go mad.
My parents were not only dead but my best friend died too.
Cara was the only friend I was close to but I've never gone to her pack.
We met during the packed festival in our pack and we clicked immediately.
On the day of the attack she already told me she would be coming over but since the fire took place already I thought she went back. I thought she went back already.
"Zenevieva!" Ethan gasped and came closer but I shifted back and shook my head.
"Go home, Ethan."
I said and ran out.
Mudville destroyed my life, my parents, my friend, and my whole existence.
My parents….the pain came rushing like yesterday.
I missed them crazily.
Cara died too, because of me.
"No…no …no way, please. Her brother is Ethan who happened to love me only for me to reject him and hurt him in the process."
I mumble with terrible guilt.
I walked blindly not seeing my path when I bumped into a guard and fell on my butt.
I couldn't stand up anymore.
I was in a hot fucking pain, that I want to yell. I don't want to bottle it all up.
"I'm sorry my Queen."
He apologized but my vision was blind.
My mouth squeezed Into pain, my nose flared and my heart wanted to burst out.
"What the hell happened?" I heard footsteps but I couldn't move. I was still sitting until Tyler came and squatted.
"Who the fuck pushed her down?" He yelled.
"What's gotten into her? She should stand up and slap the person as usual!" Tyson muttered and continued walking.
I stared at Tyler's face and all the emotions I've bottled for years became so visible on his face.
My pack, my mother, my father, and my friend are all dead and gone because of a pack that I'm mated to be with forever or temporarily.
I let it go.
I cried out in torrents and quakes of pain that shook my whole body.
"Oh no! Zenevieva, what happened?"
He held me to himself and I poured out rivers of tear
s, clutching to him tightly.
I want to leave badly.
I can't stay here another second or I will go crazy.
This pack is cursed, I should better be with Kyle.