Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Forget the computer, it was my head she was going to put her claws through.
“Yes, Vice Headmistress Ash?” I pointed the phone directly at her. “You have something to say?”
Stiffly, she smoothed down her skirt, raised her chin, and took a seat in Paxton’s vacated chair.
“You are so fucking hot right now,” Paxton whispered—a confession for my ears, but that was of course heard by everyone.
I flushed deep, and thanked every deity from Luame to beyond that my dark skin concealed my blush. Deep down in the corner of my mind where my wolf lived, something thumped—hard.
“Ow,” Paxton and I cried at the same time, our hands flying up to our temples.
I blinked at him. What was that? Did he feel that too? Why—?
“Uh, Daze?” Tracy probed. “Is it my turn?”
“Huh? Oh, right, yes,” I said, rising up. “Sorry for the interruption, everyone. Let’s continue.”
Tracy inclined her head to me, then the clan leaders. “Hello, alphas. My name is Tracy. I’m an omega and his niece,” she said, pointing at Callum Bethune—the alpha of the sun clan. “My dear uncle Callum commanded my father to hand over the deed to our home, even though my father inherited it from his biological mother—Callum’s stepmother—and then he kicked us out on the street—”
“Hold on a minute,” Callum barked.
“But by us, I’m not including my mother.” Tracy raised her voice over him. “Who was forced to stay behind with Callum through threats and commands. He raped, abused, and forced my mother to stay with him, and because she ran away too many times, he finally cut her ears and threw her out of the sun clan!” Tracy was shouting over him at this point. “So if you want my opinion on the law, I propose we start holding alphas, clan alphas most of all, to the same laws as everyone else!”
“—shut your fucking mouth, Tracy!” Callum bellowed.
“And every officer, lawyer, and judge who heard my father’s and my mother’s pleas for help, but turned them away because they refused to go after a clan alpha should be thrown in the same cell as him!” She plopped down in her seat. “Thank you for listening.”
And just like that, chaos resumed.
“My gods, Callum, is this true?” Mara screeched.
“Of course it’s not fucking true! The girl’s a lying bitch!”
“How about I call up my mom right now and let you tell her yourself!” Tracy snatched the first thing she could get her hands on—a fistful of potpourri—and flung it at Callum’s side of the screen. “We’ll see who the lying bitch is then, you limp-dick rapist! Here’s an unsolved mystery: The Case of How Callum Bethune Became Such A Pathetic, Cowardly, Misogynistic Cunt!”
“Who do you think you’re talking to!” Callum was half-changed, his wolf was begging to break free and attack. “Just like my shitstain of a brother to raise a lying whore no better than the one he married. I ought to come over there and teach you the lesson he never did!”
“Come by any time, bitch!” Tracy flung back, pounding her chest.
I could only sit there gaping at her like everyone else was. The comments and emojis were flooding the chat—quick and furious. Some of them against Tracy, but most of them calling for Bethune’s head. Tracy couldn’t work up that much pain and fury over a lie.
She also wasn’t done.
“One pair of earplugs, and you’re reduced to the limp-dick cunt everyone knows you are, and everyone, will laugh their ass off when I live-stream your ass-kicking!”
“Enough! I will not entertain this slander a moment l—” He cut his feed off before finishing the sentence.
“Callum is a friend of mine. None of this can be true!”
“—very serious charges.”
“Is this why you brought us here?” Magnus went off. “To ambush us with baseless accusations!”
“There’s nothing baseless about it,” Tracy returned. “The proof of who owned and inherited Uncle Cunt’s stolen home is in my grandmother’s will. And if you want to hear my mother’s story from her own lips, let her back into the clan she was falsely thrown out of. She’ll tell you everything you want to know about the real Callum Bethune.”
“We will not—!”
“I will personally investigate these crimes,” Mara announced, silencing everyone better than a shout. “Have your mother contact me personally—the high priestess will give you my number.” Never had Mara sounded more grave nor did her voice carry more authority. “Her banishment is lifted until I discover what’s true.”
“Thank you, Alpha Mara. You’ll hear from her within the hour,” Tracy said. “I promise.”
Mara pushed back her seat. “This seems a good place to end, wouldn’t you agree?”
I spoke up. “Actually, we have fifteen more minutes, and the live chat is blowing up with questions—”
“Yes, I agree.” Ash raised her palm and razor-rimmed throwing stars appeared in the air. Corrine and Tracy shrieked as they shot over their heads, burying in my computer screen and blasting it off the desk. “We’re done.”