CHAPTER 17
ZENEVIEVA.
"You stole this, didn't you?"
Another said and my tongue was tied. Why does it have to be a Prince's attire, was my life tied to arrogant royalty?
I didn't say a word and I kept staring at them and I decided to be more brave and bold.
They will trample on me if I make it obvious that they are intimidating me.
"The Queen of Mudville Pack sent me, I need the designer as soon as possible!"
"Mudville will send guards to fill up this place to flaunt their wealth rather than send a young-looking petite girl like you"
An elderly man said.
"Where's the proof? Or are you just a stranger or an outcast looking for whom to spy?"
"I'm not! What I need is important" I tried to sound believable but it wasn't working.
"What?" The first woman who accused me of wearing the Prince's clothes asked.
"I will only tell the designer!"
"You are a terrible Liar!" She retorted.
"And the fact that she stole isn't adding up, She's a thief!! Take her away, what are you waiting for!" She yelled to coerce the others who were partially convinced and I gasped, my wolf growling frustratingly.
"Since you won't tell me where the designer is, I'll take my leave!" I tried to be bold but my voice cracked and they didn't tolerate that.
"You're going to the palace at once!! You will not step an inch away from that place, Take her!" One of them yelled and they dragged me with force to where I don't even have a clue.
I made a terrible mistake!!
The Queen wasn't stupid to give me that plaque, my wolf's desperation to run got the better part of me and now we're going to be caged.
The palace was beautiful but rocky, it had glitters of white precious stones scattered around the floor and the walls were pure white.
It looked strong and ancient compared to Mudville whose artifacts are all fancy and enormously expensive.
I was thrown on the floor like a rag doll and heard them rant spitefully to the king about me being a spy and stealing the Prince's clothes, they omitted the part where I asked for the designer and that made me hissed in disappointment.
"Raise your face girl." An authoritative voice commanded and I met with the eyes of the King who asked me questions calmly.
"What's your name?"
"Zenevieva."
"Why are you in my son's clothes?"
I swallowed, biting my lips nervously.
"Uhhmm… that was what I saw when I shifted."
Someone gasped in awe and strides majestically.
She looked glamorous in her long sequin gown.
"Don't you know her?" She turned to face the King who looked confused?"
"You do?"
"She's from Mudville Pack, the future Queen of Mudville Pack! Alpha Tyson's chosen mate."
"Hmm…she didn't look like one when she was brought here. There's no way I could have recognized her."
He said and my shoulders sagged in deep relief.
May the moon bless the Queen.
She came over and stared at those who dragged me here with disgust.
"You could be all killed for this great atrocity you've all committed!" She yelled while they all bowed apologetically.
She turned to me at once and made me get up.
"I'm so sorry dear, why were you here?"
She asked sweetly.
"Uhhmm…. the designer. The Queen asked me to meet him."
She giggled.
"I'll take her to you myself. The Queen is my friend, I'm fully aware that the wedding is tomorrow "
She said happily like it's some kind of achievement and I was so tempted to roll my eyes.
I left the huge palace and the once accused eyes who were now bowing down and I just signed in satisfaction.
I would have been dead if I wasn't recognized.
She took me to see her despite how late it was and I couldn't stop gasping at her attire. In Fact more beautiful than the one the Queen gifted me.
The pack was truly blessed with precious stones, I picked the most simple yet elegant gown and thanked her profusely, she truly saved my life.
I disappeared into the woods and shifted again and carried the clothes.
Maybe I'll find some spare time to return the Prince's clothes.
I had barely made it into the palace when Collette came out from where and sprinted towards me like a force and landed a heavy slap on my cheeks.
She was in tears and my confusion didn't make me react to her slap.
"What is that for?"
"Shut up, you bitch! She yelled. "After Tyson told you not to say a word you went over and sang like a bird!" She cried.
"What do you mean?" I asked, looking confused, and went inside.
From the passageway down to the corridor that led to her room was littered with torn clothes.
Not only hers, but Tyson's royal apparel was littered on the floor also.
I gasped in disbelief and slowly took a few steps backward.
Tyson will skin me alive.
"Don't even think of running!" He came out, looking frustrated and coming nearer.
"You are an incarnation of stubbornness!! You went against my words?"
"I told her the exact thing you asked me to do!" I tried to be bold but my voice cracked, what I'm seeing right now was just too much for royal ones like them.
"Do you think I'm a fool?" He yelled and I winced, starting to lose control of my anger.
"You allegedly told my mum that I tore your godforsaken dress and she came over and tore our clothes to pieces, not even remaining a piece!"
I gasped.
The Queen went far this time.
"I didn't know the truth would bring out some results like this," I said sarcastically and he was so ready to punch me but held it in the air .
"It's okay, you will be mine soon. Just soon, you would beg for death Zenevieva but I will never give it to you. I must make sure life must be a living hell before you get the hell out of this pack!" He said coldly and I shivered.
He was so furious and he retrieved the gold plaque from his pocket.
"Return it to the Queen." He said and I eagerly stretched my hands to take it when he slammed it hard on the wall and broke it to pieces.
No..no..no!!
"No Tyson."
My lips shivered, and my hands trembled as I bent to pick up the broken plaque
"Do your worst, Zenevieva! I never saw you or that plaque, you broke it alone and you're going to face the consequences of breaking a sacred plaque of the Mudville Pack "