Chapter 63
"Please; I'm begging you … please, don't do anything to mess up this alliance with the Stratus Pack. Darn it, Pomona Burke; you can't be sick … I refuse to hear of it … not when we're this close to your upcoming wedding with Alpha Casper."
Daphne instantly emerges … taking control over my body … and, flippantly quips...
"Wow, can't you just feel the love … your concern for us is so overwhelmingly touching … not. Tell you what; it's a good thing you two aren't doctors at this hospital … because, your bedside manners suck."
Alpha Gordon's immediately taken aback; with his mouth fully agape. Dad, on the other hand, rebukingly glares at me, while scowling; as he tells Alpha Gordon...
"Please don't pay mind to this little, insufferable wretch; Gordon … it seems Daphne's making yet another appearance. It's like I've told you; she's been doing that quite often these past few days. Quite frankly, she's really starting to get on my nerves; and, pissing me off."
It's true … and, I really don't understand this myself. Daphne's never been this aggressively forward before; and, had rarely ever taken complete control over my body. But, these days; Daphne has been frequently emerging, and making her presence known. I'm beginning to question which one of us is actually the dominant persona; and, who's the inner-wolf.
I wonder if this all has something to do with what's been going on with Casper Whitmore … maybe Daphne hasn't gotten over his blatantly heartless rejection of as us his mate. But still; we're going to be married to him, whether he accepts us as his mate or not … so, in that sense; she should be happy … shouldn't she?
Or perhaps; after suffering from years of being belittled and berated by our father … now that we're about to be leaving home … Daphne's decided that now's the perfect time to lash out.
Regardless … whatever the reason may be … Daphne has become an outspoken force to be reckoned with; and, I've seem to have lost all control over her. All I can do now is stand aside; and, hope she bears in mind that she's only as physically powerfully as my human-form will allow … and, honestly; that isn't much.
Daphne impishly grins; while saucily retorting...
"And, quite frankly; I only show up when you get on Pomona's nerves. … Oh, and just for the record; it's always better to be pissed off, than pissed on."
A confounded expression overtakes Alpha Gordon's countenance; and, he makes the unfortunate mistake of asking...
"What is that even supposed to mean?"
Daphne flippantly quips...
"Why don't you think about it for a little longer … but; don't hurt yourself while doing it..."
Then; once again impishly grins...
"... not when we're this close to our upcoming marriage to Alpha Casper. After all … you wouldn't want to do anything mess up this alliance with the Stratus Pack; right?"
Dad angrily snaps, "That's enough; Daphne! I only barely put up with your insolence because the last thing I want is to have your sister, Bellona, breathing down my neck. But; I won't tolerate you disrespecting our Alpha in such an impudent manner!"
Daphne saucily retorts, "Fair enough … then, tell me; in what manner will you tolerate me disrespecting him?"
Dad's complexion instantly turns dark, beet-red; as he clenches his jaw tightly shut, and feverishly grinds his teeth together. He tightly balls his hand into a fist, and quickly raises it; threateningly poising it, ready to strike. … He furiously growls...
"You asked for this; you little, insufferable wretch!"
Suddenly; I hear Bellona roar out...
"Don't you even fucking think about it!!"
In a flash, Bellona's standing between me and Dad; with her claws fully protracted; poised to strike. … She menacingly growls...
"Go ahead; just try and hit her, you bastard … I dare you." Bellona malevolently smirks at our father. "Don't worry; we're already in a hospital … so; it will be more convenient for you to get medical treatment after I'm done with you."
Suddenly; I hear Grandma call out...
"Bellona Burke … retract those claws this instant; young lady. And, stop creating such a ruckus … this is a hospital, after all."
Still poised ready to strike, with her claws protracted; Bellona snarls, through gnarling lips...
"That bastard was going to hit Pomona; Grandma."
"I understand … but, this is a hospital lobby, Bellona; not some back alley behind a bar. So, right now; I need you to calm down, and retract your claws."
Luckily, at this moment; Daphne decides to relinquish control back over to Pomona. Pomona wraps her arms around Bellona from behind, and tenderly embraces her; then, starts lovingly nuzzling her nose against the nape of Bellona's neck.
Almost immediately, Bellona calms down; and, retracts her claws. She reaches back with one of her hands to stroke Pomona's hair; while, using her other hand to gently pat Pomona's hands...
"It's okay; I'm good now … thanks."
The Gamma rolls his eyes; then, turns to the Alpha, and snidely remarks...
"Will you get a load of these two; Gordon … now you see what I was talking about? The insufferable, little wretch's inner-wolf gets insolent with me … then; when I'm about ready to put her in her place … that feisty, wolf-bitch sister of hers becomes all riled up; and, wants to fight her own father."
Alpha Gordon nods; then, they reproachfully stare at the sisters, while disgustedly shaking their heads.
Their grandmother … Georgina Burke … admonishes their father...
"That's quite enough, Stephen. I don't want to hear you utter another demeaning word about my granddaughters. So just keep your mouth shut, for now; or else, I'll have Security escort you out of my hospital. ..."
Georgina turns to Bellona and Pomona...
"Girls; go and wait for me in my office. There's something I need to talk about with the both of you." She rebukingly glares at the Gamma and the Alpha. "But, first … let me deal with these two."