Chapter 28 Twenty eight
Chapter 28 Twenty eight
Jessica's POV:
When I saw Brenda on Marge Island, I was really surprised.
I didn't expect that she was still alive and even participated in the special training.
My father had sent a lot of werewolves to hunt Brenda down when she escaped.
Although they failed to bring back her dead body, they retrieved fragments of her clothes, so we all thought that she was dead.
I always wanted Brenda to die.
When my father was still the pack's Beta, I already wanted her dead.
We were of aristocratic descent.
Why should I be considered inferior to her? Was it only because she was the Alpha's daughter? I had done my best to endure.
Did she think I had to accept her charity just because she regarded me as a friend? I quickly became fed up with Brenda's hypocrisy and her arrogance.
As long as she waved her hand, I had to cater to her whims and butter her up.
She gave me clothes that she didn't like and helped me solve trifling matters with her status as the Alpha's daughter.
She probably thought she was doing good deeds, but I hated her hypocrisy.
I still remembered the day my father snatched the position of Alpha from Lewis Smith, Brenda's father.
I had never been so happy until then.
I replaced Brenda as the Alpha's daughter, and Brenda supposedly died outside the pack's territory.
Damn it! I didn't expect her to be alive and to appear before me.
It was unbelievable.
The fact that many werewolves had failed to kill her proved that Brenda was one tenacious bitch.
Her existence was a huge problem for the Rainbow Pack.
If she returned for her revenge, we would be in trouble.
I had to find a way to kill her.
Since we failed to kill her last time, I was determined to finish her off properly.
A few days later, the drillmaster announced that the first and second batches of trainees were going to explore the jungle together. My chance finally came.
I dug out a deep pit and positioned many sharp sticks at the bottom.
If a person fell into this trap, they would either die immediately or suffer a slow and painful death from blood loss.
They would not be able to climb out of the pit.
The whole time we were given to explore the jungle, I kept track of where Brenda was.
I pretended to be an injured person and called out for help, leading Brenda to the trap.
After she fell in, I waited for a long time, but she didn't climb out.
Unless Brenda was a god, she was doomed.
Brendan's POV:
I didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like a century had gone by.
Through the fog in my brain, I heard someone calling out my name.
His voice sounded very familiar.
I tried my best to open my eyes, and what seemed to be Prince Thomas's face came into view.
For the first time ever, his neutral expression had become one of panic and concern.
Now that I was seeing him on my deathbed, did that mean that I was interested in him? Before I could come up with an answer for that, my eyes closed and I surrendered myself to the darkness.
When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was white.
My nose wrinkled from the pungent smell of disinfectant. Was I dead or alive?
"Brenda, you're awake!"
Michael's surprised face appeared before me.
It turned out that I was not dead.
"Prince Thomas..."
I murmured as I looked around.
I was in a hospital ward.
Michael was the only other person in the room with me.
I was so sure that it was Thomas who had saved me.
Where was he? Michael failed to catch what I just said, and thought that I was not yet fully conscious.
"I'm relieved to see you awake. It's almost dawn. I have to go back to my dorm room now. I will come to see you again after training,"
Michael said as he put some flowers in a vase by the window. It was a bouquet of sunflowers.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. What are friends for?"Michael replied.
At that moment, the door to the ward slammed open.Mrs.joanna Taylor, in casual clothes, entered.
She was followed by two maids.
"Why are you here?"
I was so surprised that I wanted to sit up, but I couldn't move.
I was flattered by Joanna's arrival, but my relationship with Thomas was supposed to be secret, so I couldn't reveal her identity.
That would make things difficult.
"Don't get up on my account, Brenda. You might reopen your wounds." Joanna rushed to my side.
Anxiety was written all over her face. She was very worried about me.
Although I just did what Thomas had asked me to do so that he could fulfill her wish, I knew that she was a kind mother.
Even though she was in poor health, she had traveled a long way just to see me.
I was grateful for her kindness. Michael looked at Joanna in confusion. It was obvious that he didn't know her.
"This is my friend's mother, "I explained. Michael shook hands with joanna.
"It's nice to meet you, ma'am."
Joanna looked at me questioningly so I told her, "This is Michael, a trainee who is participating in the special training. He is also my friend."
"I see."
Joanna subtly scanned Michael from head to toe.
He was a little bothered by the older woman's reaction, but he was polite enough not to ask.
Joanna's presence left a strange atmosphere in the ward.
Before Michael could slice some fruit for me, one of Joanna's maids came over and snatched the knife and fruit from him.
Joanna looked at me as she said, "Let them do it."
She also asked someone to bring several bunches of flowers until the whole ward was filled.
The sunflowers that Michael brought me ended up disappearing in the background from the sheer amount of flowers in the room