Chapter 13
Noelle
The second Lucian and I get back to his mansion, one of the butlers hands me a phone. My parents have apparently been trying to get a hold of me and expect me to call them back. The only problem is that I don’t want to. My stomach churns with unease just simply thinking about it.
These last few hours have been intense, and I had hoped to let the whole kidnapped ordeal sink in before confronting my parents. I still don’t know whether or not I believe in Lucian’s theory about me being the lost lycan princess, but what I do know is that I need to talk with my parents regardless. if that’s even who they are.
*Do you want some privacy?” Lucian asks me from behind as I hesitate to bring the phone to my ear.
“That would be great, thanks.”
He just smiles and leaves me alone in the hallway. His butler turns to leave as well but stops himself to turn around. It’s a young, handsome man with black hair.
“May I speak my mind?” he asks.
“Go ahead.”
His nose wrinkles in disgust. “Your parents are scum for calling here. I heard they didn’t support you at the wedding after things turned sour with Beta Sebastian, and now they are expecting you to support them. Truly remarkable.”
With that, he turns around to leave while I blink, flabbergasted by his words. I think I really like this butler. I wonder what’s his name?
“Hey!” I shout after him, causing him to turn around. When he does, I beam in his direction. “What’s your name?”
His eyes crinkle by the corners, and he places a hand on his chest, bowing as he introduces him. “My name is Edward Lucerys, son of Grizzley Lucerys, who also serves young master Lucian.”
I giggle. “Young master Lucian?”
“Yes,” he smiles. “Lucian is much younger than me and my father”
“That so?” I squint at him. He doesn’t look very old and Edward must notice my confusion because he chuckles.
“My father and I are vampires. But don’t worry. We are entirely harmless.”
“Harmless?” I question in a doubtful voice. Vampires are strong creatures, and it usually takes a few werewolves to bring just one of them down.
“Yes,” his smile widens. “Lucian saved the lives of me and my father years ago when the former Alpha of the Midnight pack. Lucian’s father, Logan, ordered to have us killed. Lucian was only seven years old back then and stood in the old Alpha’s way with his arms outstretched. I remember it like it was yesterday, Lucian telling his father that we didn’t deserve to die just for being vampires. Since that day, my father and I have served Lucian. We owe him our lives and have formed blood contracts
with him.”
1 stare at him. “Blood contracts? But doesn’t those last forever?”
“They do, but we don’t mind. My father and I have lived for centuries, and life had lost its meaning before we met Lucian. Now, we have tasks and it feels very fulfilling. I especially love cooking for Lucian. You see, I used to be a chef before I was turned and I felt so unhappy when I could no longer enjoy human food. But now, I have Lucian to feed.”
“That’s actually very sweet, I mean it
Chapter 13
Noelle
The second Lucian and I get back to his mansion, one of the buters hands me a phone. My parents have apparently been trying to get a hold of me and expect me to call them back. The only problem is that I don’t want to. My stomach churns with unease just simply thinking about it.
These last few hours have been intense, and I had hoped to let the whole kidnapped ordeal sink in before confronting my parents. I still don’t know whether or not I believe in Lucian’s theory about me being the lost lycan princess, but what I do know is that I need to talk with my parents regardless…if that’s egen who they are.
“Do you want some privacy?” Lucian asks me from behind as I hesitate to bring the phone to my ear.
“That would be great, thanks.”
He just smiles and leaves me alone in the hallway. His butler turns to leave as well but stops himself to turn around. It’s a young, handsome man with black hair.
“May I speak my mind?” he asks.
“Go ahead”
His nose wrinkles in disgust. “Your parents are scum for calling here. I heard they didn’t support you at the wedding after things turned sour with Beta Sebastian, and now they are expecting you to support them. Truly remarkable.”
With that, he turns around to leave while I blink, flabbergasted by his words. I think I really like this butler. I wonder what’s
his name?
“Hey!” I shout after him, causing him to turn around. When he does, I beam in his direction. “What’s your name?”
His eyes crinkle by the corners, and he places a hand on his chest, bowing as he introduces him. “My name is Edward Lucerys, son of Grizzley Lucerys, who also serves young master Lucian.”
i giggle. “Young master Lucian?”
“Yes,” he smiles. “Lucian is much younger than me and my father”
“That so?” I squint at him. He doesn’t look very old and Edward must notice my confusion because he chuckles.
“My father and I are vampires. But don’t worry. We are entirely harmless.”
“Harmless?” I question in a doubtful voice. Vampires are strong creatures, and it usually takes a few werewolves to bring just one of them down.
“Yes,” his smile widens. “Lucian saved the lives of me and my father years ago when the former Alpita of the Midnight pack, Lucian’s father, Logan, ordered to have us killed. Lucian was only seven years old back then and stood in the old Alpha’s way with his arms outstretched. I remember it like it was yesterday, Lucian telling his father that we didn’t deserve to die just for being vampires. Since that day, my father and I have served Lucian. We owe him our lives and have formed blood contracts with him.”
-1 stare at him. “Blood contracts? But doesn’t those last forever?”
“They do, but we don’t mind. My father and I have lived for centuries, and life had lost its meaning before we met Lucian Now, we have tasks and it feels very fulfilling. I especially love cooking for Lucian. You see, I used to be a chef before I was turned and I felt so unhappy when I could no longer enjoy human food. But now, I have Lucian to feed.”
“That’s actually very sweet,” I mean it.
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Edward just smiles. “If you stick around, maybe you can tell me about your favorite dishes. I will make sure to learn how to cook them all.”
“Really**
“Oh yes, I live for the challenge of new recipes. But I won’t bore you with my food talk today. You should call your parents and if you get the time, tell them I called them scum. They deserve to hear the truth”
1 laugh at that. “I probably won’t tell them that, but thank you for being on my side.”
“No problem.”
Edward turns on his heel and disappears, leaving me nervously clutching the phone. What do I even say to my parents? How do I start? I’m still hurt about the wedding, and honestly, I want nothing to do with them unless they apologize.
But maybe that’s why they are calling? Do they finally realize how terribly they have treated me?
I get my hopes up and dial my mother’s number, waiting patiently for her to pick up her phone.
“Hello?” She sounds tired, and hearing her voice somehow makes me wish I had never called to begin with.
But there’s no escape now.
“Hello, mom, I say. “It’s me, Noelle. One of Lucian’s butlers told me you had called?”
“Noelle, sweetie, it’s been too long! Your dad and I are so sorry for the wedding. Sebastian is truly a terrible bastard for what he did, but look at you! You’re now the Alpha’s mate, and we couldn’t be any prouder!”
Sweetie? Honey? This is the first time my mother has used such endearing terms since I was a child.
And the mention of her and my father’s pride feels a bit like a slap in the face, They were never proud when it was just me, Noelle the Omega, against the world. But now, when I’m the mate of someone powerful, they are suddenly giving me their affection? That’s so freaking manipulative…
“Mom, is that really why you called? To congratulate me on being mated to the Alpha?” I ask. I try to keep the bitterness out of my voice, but it sneaks in no matter how hard I try.
“Well…” she hesitates,
as if we only care at Your father and I just wanted to say we’re sorry for all the we have made, Noelle. I know it must seem},
as if we only care about you now because of your status, but that’s not the case at all.”
“Mom.” I draw in a deep breath. “I don’t think—”
“Let’s talk about this over dinner!” she interrupts me. “Some things need to be said in person, and your father and I would love to see Alpha Lucian’s mansion. We will be there are seven tomorrow.”
“Seven?” I ask. “But-”
“Great, seven it is!” she exclaims, purposely not letting me speak to get her will through. “See you then, bye!”
Before I even have the chance to say goodbye, the line goes dead, and I’m left staring at the phone in disbelief. Did my mother just invité herself over for dinner?
