Chapter 1: Sold
CHAPTER ONE: What are you doing?
It was a twisted fate between us. As though the fates decided to dance around with us. Or more like, toy with me. They chose to play their games with me. If they hadn't, I would have known better.
It was all in the open, yet my blind eyes decided to be color blind. Who wouldn't be? Should I blame myself or blame the mystics beings involved in this shady life of ours.
“ You are not listening to me, Allora,” my father's cold voice snaps me from my thoughts. I turn my lifeless eyes towards the cold ones of my father.
One would think he would take my side. Be angry for me. Allow me to vent. Even join me in asking her why, still, like always, I was being used and being painted as the oppressor and not the victim that I am.
“ Allora, the deal is done already, there's nothing you can do about it,” my stepmother sobbed. Wiping fake tears from her eyes.
My father rushed to her side and then took her in his arms, patting her shoulders gently while throwing accusing glares and hateful gazes. Yes, that's who William Muffin was. I shouldn't be too surprised. This family has always wanted nothing but me giving everything.
I remove my eyes from them, biting hard on my lips to stop my tears. I didn't know what I was expecting when I came to meet them but I certainly wasn't expecting this or maybe I always knew and as usual was still in denial.
“ You will reject the Alpha, Allora and you will marry the Alpha king. Is that understood?” My father asked coldly.
“ Yes, father.” I see the smug smile on my stepmother's face. I feel an ache start settling in on my chest, I decided to excuse myself, before I would break.
“ Can I take my leave, father?” I asked with my head down and my hands folded in front of me like he requested, I always do.
“ What's the hurry?” My stepmother asked. She smiled smugly at me, hiding her fake smile from my father.
“ I am not feeling well, mother,” I replied gently.
She bursts into tears, merging herself into my father's arms as she sobbed her heart out. Yes, that's how pretentious she is. My father, ever the spineless fool fool Beatrice patted her and whispers ‘don't cry honey to her.’
“ I-it all m-my f-fault. I should have taught Amy correctly. If I did, she wouldn't have slept with your husband and gotten herself pregnant.” I just stared at her blankly.
Not moved. It has always been this way. I, Allora Muffin gives everything to Amy because she is the younger one and I, the older one. Now, she has taken my chosen mate, as usual, I have been asked by father to give him up.
“ I don't blame, you, mother,” I replied plainly. My tone, sound lifeless even to my own ears.
“ Then, why don't you stay until Amy and Marcus come?” She asked stylishly as though she was doing it for my good.
Anyone with a good thinking faculty could tell, she wasn't. However, there wasn't any here. She was only stalling me here so I could reject Marcus here and sign the divorce papers.
“ Listen to your mother, Allora. Stop being so rebellious.” William always used that cold voice only with me.
Whenever, he was with Amy and Beatrice, he was always so sweet. “ I understand father,” I turn towards my stepmother. “ I will stay back, mother.”
I pull myself together, awaiting the drama that was going to unfold because I knew more drama were coming. My stepmother comes to me, leaving my father behind his desk to stand in front of me.
She bends to my level, and then pulls me to a hug, that was what it would look like to others watching. Only the both of us and the goddess knew better.
“ How does it feel having your husband stolen from you?” She whispered harshly in my ears.
My eyes burned, yet I held it back. I held my tears back like my very life depended on it. I don't say anything to Beatrice. Replying her taunts back has brought nothing but pain and I wasn't ready for that. She sinks her nails into the skin of my arm.
Still, I don't scream. She withdraws, surprise written all over her face. She quickly covers it up. While still gazing at me, the door to my father's office swings open and my big brother, Joshua walks in. He rushes to where I am sitting. And then roughly shove my stepmother off me.
“ What are you doing?!” My father bellowed, his eyes going green to black. The same with my brother.
“ Tell your wife, to stay away from my sister!” He yells back as he clenched his fists. His knuckles white.
I don't do anything. No, I don't. I just sit and watch all the chaos unfold. Truth be told, I was tired of the madness that has been going on. And at this point, I didn't want to fight the fates anymore.
They can do what they want for all I care. I watch as my brother and Father argue, I disconnect myself from the ongoing scene and all I see is my stepmother, acting like a saint going between my father trying to stop him but she wouldn't come close to my brother.
“ Look at the kind of person you are siding with?!” My father shouts angrily as he points his finger in my face. I don't flinch. I just sit there, still. Just like they always wanted from me
“ You caused this!” Joshua said as he stood in front of me. Looking me in the eye.
Was I finally losing it? Maybe, I was. Yes, I was finally losing it. “ Lora, Lora,” I heard my name being called. It sounded so far away. Yet, I know it wasn't.
“ There's nothing wrong with her right?” My stepmother asked. She tries to get a hold of my hand but my brother pushes her off again.
“ Don't touch my sister!” I have never heard Joshua scream. No, this is the first time he is taking my side.
Or, is he really taking my side?
