Fated reborn - Chapter 67: Chapter 67

"They said that?" I could feel the blood in my veins simmering just by one sentence alone.
"Not directly,no. But it was implied," he stated and I let out a steamy huft of air through my nose.
Damn, sometimes I wish I could just go over there and give them a piece of my mind because I hated the nasty things they said about me. And to think these were fully grown men who lead packs? Unbelievable.
"Hey, now, you're going to need to stop huffing and puffing because they are already looking over here." Varin said through closed teeth and I had to stop and read what he was saying.
My eyes started to shift in the direction of my Father and his-
"Wait, don't look! Or they'll know that I've told you," he shot and I froze, drawing my eyes hack to his.
"Really? What happened to standing up for yourself?" I asked, angling my body towards him to still try to get in the best possible position to see them for myself.
"Well, I pick and choose my battles. And I do not want to get an earful tonight or tomorrow's travel will be a literal nine in my throat," he answered with a shrug and I nodded, though not fully there.
It was just now occuring to me that Varin's stay wasn't permanent and he would leave shortly after- tomorrow even. My heart did a little flip of sorrow and my shoulders slumped. I had gotten so used to having him around and being part of my... Team? Squad? And now it was breaking up because reality would have to set in, and everyone whow wasn't originally from here would go back home.
My mind flashed to Trent and if he had thought about Willow leaving very soon. He probably had because he was a first class worrier and I wondered if he had come to terms with it yet... Also, probably not.
I found him in the crowd having a lovely conversation and my spirits lifted a bit. At least one of us was having a good time.
I dragged my eyes way from him, and summoning every subtle bone in my body, looked in the direction of my Father and his friends. My mother was in the group too, along with Alpha Vincent's mate, though they were wrapped up in a conversation of their own.
My mother. I hadn't really seen much of her these days, like 99% of the time, that was the case. Even today, when I had put my absolute dislike aside and gone up to her to congratulate her with a "not so much a smile" smile, it had been so forced. Superficial even. We just didn't have a relationship at all, and it would remain like that.
There was no salvaging what was never there to begin with.
I left her and focused on my Father and the others, and just like he said, they did cast curious glances this way. It wasn't as suspicious if you noticed on passing but if you looked long enough, you would know they were watching me.
My chest tightened from the realization and I didn't feel comfortable standing here... I couldn't leave either because my Father would notice it immediately and stop me from going.
"You're right, they keep on looking this way." I told him as soon as I turned away from them and he nodded.
"Will you get in trouble for being here?" I didn't was not him suffering all bethe was associated with me.
"Get in trouble? What am I, five? I can do what I want..." He looked away and I knew there was a "but" coming.
"So far it doesn't contradict what your Father wants, right?"
"Right." He didn't talk further on it. And I didn't want to pry. He would tell me when he was ready to.
"Can we go somewhere else, not leave, just away from in front of this buffet table," I suggested with a pleading look.
"Where to?"
"Well, preferably out of their line of sight." I said again.
A hush fell over the hall at the same time a dark look crossed Varin's face, and he looked like he had seen his worst nightmare. I took careful steps towards him to find out what happened when a voice stopped me.
"It hasn't even been that long and I've been replaced again hmm?" A voice I had dreaded hearing for weeks spoke. And if it was possible for your entire being to sink to your feet, mine did.
So that's why Varin looked like that. He was seeing my own worst nightmare.
I turned slowly, so slowly that it looked like I was viewing the room in slow motion.
"Orion." I didn't even recognize my own voice.
"Who's the Blondie over there?" He asked, completely ignoring me and glancing over my head.
"Blondie huh? Quit acting like you don't know who I am," Varin snapped.
All eyes were on us, and it looked like the crowd had inched closer. My Father and his friends dangerously closer.
"Oh, she fed you that nonsense too huh, and you believed her? Are you that naive?" Orion tutted with an annoying self assured smile on his face that I wanted so badly to punch off his face but I persevered.
"Have you forgotten I know you?" Varin spat and that only increased Orion's smile.
"Then I guess you don't know me well enough." Sweet words. He has always had a talent for convincing someone of his intentions without trying. I wondered how I didn't see it before.
"Now, for you," he continued, this time addressing me as his gaze beared down on me.
"Don't you have something to say... And do?" His eyes twinkled with a wicked gleam as he smirked and my eyes widened. My head snapped in the direction of my Father who had a predatory smile on his face and i instantly knew that this was his doing.
His saw me looking his way and the light in his eyes took on a more dangerous form. It was shouting at me to apologize but I stood motionless.
They'd planned everything from the beginning.
I took a deep breath.
"Not a chance."