Chapter 122
TYSON'S POV
"Why are you disturbed, this should be our perfect opportunity to strike since she's no more here." Marcella said, walking behind me to the room.
"Don't start Marcella! My parents are going insane. And what do I tell them for us to get married? That my Luna was kidnapped and I couldn't wait for her return" I glared at her.
"You can always say something else except you want her forever! I'm done!"
She yelled in anger and Collette, who was now seated on my bed, stood up at once to meet her but she shook her head and stopped her.
"No, I'm done with this game of pawn and emotion your brother is playing on me.
Can we be straightforward here let me know if I was digging my grave in Mudville.
Are you still making me your Luna or not?"
She fired and I swallowed.
I swear, I don't even have a definite answer for that but my body also wants to be straightforward. I want to be real with myself and in doing that I got to accept my real self which was spending my life with Marcella.
"I will." I blurted out and my wolf howled in disgust.
"Good! Why are we wasting time? Why are you hurting my feelings taking me back and forth as if I'm some stone." She whined.
"We agreed on the days Marcella!" I yelled.
"THAT'S BULLSHIT!! I'm also human. It's already 60 days and I'm running mad. I want to be with you, I don't want her near you. I want your mum to not have a choice and accept me as Luna.
Isn't that what you're supposed to do? You've become so stupid with Zenevieva's Witchcraft that you let a mere useless disgusting rogue sway your emotions and rule." She said in a harsh breath, fury clearly written all over her face.
"Didn't you say it with your mouth that she can never be your class, that you will Kill her if you have to so that you can be with me?"
"Can you stop making me feel worse already?" I growled in confusion.
"I don't care!" She slammed heavily with tears brimming her eyes and I sighed.
I hurt her again.
I swear, I wouldn't have taken it if she did that to me then or even now, but she chose to accept and tolerate the rubbish all for my sake, enduring all of Zenevieva's assaults who had no right in my pack.
I've messed up by even letting Zenevieva have total control over my entire being.
I think I've lost my mind and in regaining that mind, I need to be with Marcella instead.
It has always been my dream to rule the Pack with her and watch the happiness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry!" I apologized.
"Shove your sorry down your throat and do the right thing!"She cried out.
"Are you sure about that Marcella? I don't know my brother anymore these days, he will nod at you right here and shake his head negatively in the sight of the rogue!" Collette snort and throw a disdainful glare at me.
I felt my pride being crushed by that statement and I huffed out.
"Or he might say sorry now, and yell at you tomorrow because of his dear Luna!" She continued.
"Can you stop already, Collette?" I growled.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because you're so fucking annoying!" I spat out truthfully.
"No dummy, it's because I'm telling the truth and tomorrow won't be any different. You're just a puppy King swayed by a dirty-looking existence!"
"Enough!!" I yelled and she flinched.
"I did all of that because of Dad, Mum, and the throne. My hands were tied. What do you expect me to do?" I shrieked in defense.
"That's another lame excuse, Tyson!"
Marcella blurted out.
"I know you're hurting Marcella, but I want you to know that without my mate, there's no throne and the elders and clan wouldn't have accepted you or anyone else to be my Luna!
Since you desperately want to become my Luna, you will become one."
"Since I desperately want to?" She scoffed and held her chest.
"So it's now me not us anymore?" She asked in shock and my heart and head were now battling with rough emotions. I need rest!!
"I'm tired Marcella, my headaches, my heart is a mess and my whole body is cranky. You want the position of a Luna, there you have it. I'll go against the wishes of everyone and make you one but it won't stop me from looking for that dirty rogue, at least for her safety. So…stop it. Stop worsening things already."
I vent my frustration on them and the whole room was quiet.
"Leave please, I need to be alone." I dismissed them.
"Are you okay baby?" I stared at her and bit my lips asking for tolerance.
Is she just asking me that right now with such a disgusting tone?
"Anyway, I'll get my wedding clothes ready and the necessary items needed for-"
"There's no wedding!" I yelled and her face contorted into a heavy frown.
"It's just us, the witch priest, and my parents, that's if only they will be there!"
"I don't want a private wedding." She slammed back.
"Then get ready to be rejected by the whole Pack!"
She broke down into tears and I groaned In frustration wondering if this is how my life is going to be.
"Leave please!"
I begged and they dragged themselves lazily out.
I ruffled my hair in total frustration sinking my back to the soft springs of the bed.
Why am I feeling like I'm doing the most horrible thing ever when it's so right?
It's what I've always wanted to do.
Yeah, I need an Heir but I can always get out from her later, right?
I just need to get married to Marcella and stop getting confused.
The next morning was better because I woke up like a demon with a new mission.
Dad regained consciousness, Mum was now panting heavily with rants about Zenevieva's absence and I had new ways of increasing those rogues' punishments.
As long as they are descendants of Zenevieva, Rogues remain the most disgusting and terrible beings to exist.
I had a terrible nightmare again about that rogue princess stabbing me so hard and going straight to my eyes, screaming that I don't deserve to see the beauty of this world.
That's exactly what I would do to those rogues who have refused to tell and give you their identity all in the name of revenge.
"Tyson!!" One could collapse at my mum's voice but I was unfazed. I'm done.
"Where's Zenevieva?" She screamed.
"She left!" I blurted out and yawned lazily.
"Why, what do you mean? Collette said she was kidnapped and now you're saying that she left, left to where?" She glared heavily at me.
"The Kidnap is just an excuse! She's always wanted to leave." I told her.
"Tyson, she might be in danger! She might have wanted to leave because of your rash attitude but she won't just disappear without a reason." She said, her voice reverberating in Panic.
"There's a reason mum." I continued.
"What reason?" She asked me and I sighed, giving her a Peck.
"You'll find out soon."
"I won't tolerate this nonsense, Tyson!" She still raised her voice.
"If you're worried about her safety, I'll look for her and ensure that but don't think that I'll accept a thief or a killer for my Luna." I blurted.
She gasped in shock.
"What the heck are you talking about Tyson?" Her voice wavered.
"I'll tell you after I marry Marcella!" I said with finally and she laughed.
"Over my dead body will I witness that?" She gasped.
"You don't have to come, We'll get married anyway!" I was serious about it and her eyes nearly popped out.
"Are you crazy, Zenevieva is your Luna and your mate!" She cried out.
"Marcella has always been my choice but you forced me to be with Zenevieva! She is gone now! She left on her own. Can you not force things?" I begged.
"I can't believe this!" She shook her head in disbelief and stared at me as if I've gone mad.
"I know, and I'm sorry but accept Marcella. You will see her around the pack often." I repeated and she still refuses to accept everything I've been telling her.
"What has gotten into your head overnight? You're playing with Mudville's future and I'll not accept it!"
"I love you mum, I have some pack errands to run and to look for your dear Zenevieva.
The wedding will commence tomorrow, please wear something nice and don't tell Dad. He needs to fully recover to take the blast of his new Luna."
She glared at me in fury but I blew her a kiss and looked forward to gouging the eyes off of those Rogues.