Chapter 92
TYSON
The grin on her face sent me fueled with fury and disappointment that I marched towards her and Marcella came into view as she was sitting on her bed.
"Tell me you didn't do it, Collette."
"What exactly? I bet that bitch would be the least of our problems right now, so why are you so hot?"
"Collette!" I yelled and she flinched.
"Did you stab Zenevieva?" I asked with so much spite and anger in my tone that Marcella has to get up to the a closer look at me but I was already drenched in my own emotions
"What if I did? What is it with all this stupid character you're exhibiting right now, isn't that what you also wanted? Didn't you tell me to do what I like, only for me to appreciate what happened to her so swiftly? She got what she deserve, so stop hyperventilating!"
She blurted out carelessly and my palms connected to her cheeks in Fury. Heavy gasp escaped her and Marcella's eyes looked like saucers ready to pop out from their sockets.
"Are you mad?" I yelled in fury.
"Of all days you're supposed to carry your selfish acts, why must it be on the Pack's festival? And so fucking what if I don't want Zenevieva, does it gives you the right to go as far as hurting her in that position? She's the Queen you idiot! The whole pack had seen what happened to her. Why didn't you just exercise a little patience, what sort of a bloodthirsty animal are you?"
I was boiling in rage that my whole body shook and trembled, my wolf was on fire and I felt like strangling anything each time I recall the pain in her cough and how she fell helplessly in my arms, gosh!! I could kill right now.
I don't care about the emotions surging through me anymore, cause even if I don't like her, she shouldn't have gone far to stab her!!
"Did you just hit me again Tyson…. because of her?" Her voice was in whispers and it irked me at the sight of her tears.
"I knew that she would be out of our lives somehow but I never said that you should hurt her on the Pack's festival, all the dignitaries of the whole pack would be present, questioning the security of Mudville Pack!"
"Are you saying this because of the Pack or because you're actually pained that she's Hurt? No way this is you I'm taking to? What the hell is wrong with you Tyson!" She screamed and Marcella came over to slap me so hard that I reeled in shock.
"I can't believe you hurt your sister over that rogue! Fuck you. I had to do this once and for all to save us all the stress of going to and fro or back and forth with her incessant impossibilities of getting rid of her but here you are barking like an angry dog and making sure she gets treated.
What's wrong with you, you should be glad something like that happened and not fret all over the place."
Marcella slammed and my blood boiled in hot flames.
I walked towards her with my eyes surging through with anger and stared at her strangely.
"You did what?"
She swallowed and shifted back.
"I….I had to send one of the maids to stab her at once so all this mess can be resolved at once and I'll be your Queen, Tyson…don't you want that anymore?"
She whined and cupped my face but I slapped it away so hard without feeling any remorse.
I slapped her with mad fury burning through me and it was Collette's turn to be shocked and she gasped in shock.
I pushed her to the wall and trapped my two hands above her neck and bent so low to her hearing.
"The fact that you're going to be my Queen and want Zenevieva out doesn't gives you right….any fucking right to stab her on a live Pack ceremony!! Are you insane!" I yelled out loud.
"I'm…s.. sorry…I just th.. thought.."
"Shut the fuck up, you want to be queen but your are on your jack pot to dethrone me first! Don't you think that I might get dethroned for that? Why the hell would you think of doing that without considering my mum who has her own health conditions and the horrible accusations I will face when they all know how much I despise her! I keep telling you all to be patient that all this would be over but you all decide to act rashly."
"But you're overreacting,Tyson. it's as if you're so sad that she's gurt when you should feel calm and take control of the situation to be normal. You are acting so strange and it's so disgusting"
"Listen to me, I'm not saying that I want her to stay near me or to be alive. I'm trying to protect my dignity and image here and you think that I won't overreact?
Kyle is out there trying to pin whosoever did that to her you think that he won't find out?
And you want me to stay calm? Are you that daft, you both?"
"You're the king Tyson, you can tell Kyle to stop.."
"Stop what?" I fired before she could even complete her silly statement.
"The Investigation! Tell him to stop and you'll handle it from there."
I scoffed and stared at Collette.
"Don't you tell this girl things? She wants me to tell the Alpha commander of the Pack to stop doing his job and tell a whole crowd to leave without having a conclusion to what happened to the Queen of Mudville?"
She gasped.
"The Packs members are still here?"
"They vehemently refused to leave without knowing the root of what happened? If I tell Kyle to stop, you think Tyler would accept that as the Beta? You think the elders in council would keep quiet and my mum would let it slide like nothing happened?"
"That still doesn't mean you should hit me like that rogue Tyson! You always overreact and lash it out on me and it's not fair! We did what we had to do cause she's so disgusting and we can't help it.
Cover up this mess and make sure she doesn't wake up and all of this would become history.".
Collette said and Marcella agreed.
"Yeah, this is our only chance Tyson.
You can even poison her as you're the only one that has access to the room right now and she would be gone and the rest becomes history.
I gasped and stared at them.
Why am I feeling irritated at the things that are saying when they are so fucking right now?
Why do I feel irked at the fact that I still want her dead Instead of hoping for her recovery with the way I'm feeling right now?
I don't want her dead, at least maybe later but not now and I can't even explain why. Seeing her so helpless was already sending me weak and I wished my heart would stop feeling these silly emotions and walk up to the room to end her life and have an excuse to bring Marcella in as my chosen mate but my whole guts is totally against that.
"That's enough!" I blurted out and they looked confused.
"Zenevieva leaves after she gives me an heir, it's whether you both like it or not.
After that you can bury her alive in my sight and I won't fret. I won't let anyone hurt her now until after my heir is born!"
I stated as a fact and walked out of the room with a loud slam of the door behind
me.
As for the silly emotions lurking within me, we'll have a deep long conversation about that.