Nick's POV
There were more people and activities than I anticipated, and I wondered why these many people didn't come to check on my father while he was sick.
Why do people pretend to care when one is dead?
Kyle held tightly to my hand as we made our way to the guest house. They have prepared a temporal accommodation for all visiting guests and we were given one as soon as we got here.
I wonder why Miranda didn't let the guest lodge in the packhouse since it is big enough to accommodate a huge number of guests.
My father used to host elaborate parties and he most times allowed his guest to live in the packhouse.
This new development has daunted my plans of going close to my father's corpse and placing two coins on his eyes as the final rites. The two coins symbolize that he would have enough money to pay his way through to the other side.
Most times this ritual is performed either by the eldest child or any close family.
Hopefully, I find a way to get into the room he is been laid in and perform the rites.
I could see faces turning to smile at us while we walked through to the guest house. To the outside world, we look completely different, but to us, we look the same.
We are here disguised as representative of the silent moon pack.
Their alpha is currently very sick and since he couldn't make it, he sent some people to come in his place to pay his last respect.
We saw them on their way here and we had them enchanted. We switched our looks with theirs, and so far it appears we did a good job as no one is yet to raise eyebrows about our presence.
The original entourage is somewhere in the woods cooling off in the hut I made for them. I have also ensured that I provided them with all the essentials they would be needing for the next couple of days.
We have also decided that we would only use magic when it is very important, otherwise, no magic so as not to blow off our cover.
We were about to settle into our temporal accommodation when one of Miranda's guards came to us.
“The luna has asked that we move you both to the packhouse,” he said respectfully.
I exchanged a glance with kyle who also seem taken aback by the gesture. It would mean a whole lot to me to be taken to the packhouse but at the same time, I have to make sure that I was not falling into a trap.
“Sorry, I mean we were shown this place as our guest room, and we kind of like it here," I said politely to the guard.
“Oh, trust me, sir you would love it more in the packhouse,” the guard said, friendly.
I for one have never known this guard to be friendly, the number of times I have seen him with Miranda, he is always frowning as if the weight of the world was kept on his shoulder.
I wondered what the catch is with Miranda and why she would be such generous to us only because it appears that we were the only ones been asked to move.
Does she suspect something?
Anyway, it would be a sin to turn down such an offer. My mission is quite clear, to go and look for my dad and place the coins on his eyes.
Thereafter look for harry around the packhouse, since it's been difficult finding him in the pack cells.
“Lead the way,” I said, as I took kyle's hand into mine and walked behind the guard.
We soon arrived at the packhouse and noticed the transformation due to the decorations. There were lots of renovations that had taken place and if I must be honest, the place looks pretty awesome.
It is clear that all this is the handwork of Miranda, she would want to show off to the other packs that this pack isn't called the headquarters for no reason.
The guard led us to the room and we were about to enter when Richard walked out of his room alongside bella.
His nose flinched up as soon as he sees us and soon settles down as bella took his hand and walked sexily towards us.
“You are welcome to our pack,” Bella said, completely ignoring kyle.
I can feel Kyle getting restless due to anger but I pressed down on her hand to calm her down.
“Thank you, you have a nice place, so you are his mistress or mate?” I asked trying hard to hide the sarcasm in my voice.
“I am going to be his wife and soon your luna,” she said in a sophisticated manner while giving kyle the side look.
“Wow, that's good to hear, but if you don't mind, we would like to rest awhile before the events start, we have traveled far,” I said not wanting to push the topic further.
“It doesn't show on you, I guess that is what being gorgeous does to one,” she said flirtingly.
I just smiled as Richard who by now was already looking angry pulled Bella's hand across the hall.
We entered our home and thanked the servants who helped us to bring in our things after which they left.
“What was that about,” kyle asked angrily as soon as we were left alone
“What are you talking about?” I asked, playing dumb as to what she was talking about.
It's no rocket science that kyle was angry at bella and since she could take out her anger on her, she is going to try to take it out on me.
“Why were you looking at her that way?” she asked unable to hide the jealousy in her voice.
“I don't understand, what way?” I asked trying to tease her with my eyes while I walked over to where she stood.
“Oh please don't pretend you don't know,” she said rolling her eyes.
One could tell from her tone that she was jealous and that thought had a different effect on me.
A naughty effect.
“You turn me on when I see you jealous,” I said circling my hand around her waist.
Pulling her so close so she feels the heat from my body. There are so many naughty thoughts I want to do to her body beyond marking her.
I want to crave my name on her heart and if possible, bring out my heart and keep it with her forever.
“You have my mark and my heart and you are still jealous?” I asked teasingly as I shower her neckline with kisses.
Teasing my mark spot with my tongue till I hear her moan out a little. I smiled knowing I was capable of bringing out such emotions from her.
Her breath had picked up as I teased her more with my breath.
“No one should ever make you jealous, and if anyone tries it, they will die,” I said to her and I can feel her relax under my hold.
A squirreling sound followed by a knock on the door distracted us as she pushed me away to go see who was at the door.
But before she could open the door, I pulled her close to me and kissed her as if my last breath demanded on it.
“We are not finished here,” I whispered to her ears as I opened the door and saw Miranda standing right there.
Now that is not exactly the face I was expecting to see. I can tell kyle's awkward situation as soon as she saw her mother.
Miranda's face was heavily baked in makeup and she smiled nervously as soon as she saw me. Her eyes weren't so bright and I wondered what was bothering her.
I was not going to be fooled that she had been mourning, knowing Miranda and her capability, she is possibly been bothered by something else. Or maybe it's the quest to kill her daughter that has drained her out.
“Do you like your room,” she asked in a gracious tone.
“Yes, very much thank you,” I said.
“It's a pity your alpha could not make it, and honestly, I don't know much about your pack, so if you don't mind my asking. What position do you hold?” She asked,
I, ugh..*clears throat* I am head of the military” I said hoping for the sake of the peace that it sounded convincing to her.
“Wow, that tells where you got your good looks from,” she said unable to hide the flirting in her voice.
Thank you,” I said while using my side-eye to look at kyle who by now is standing far beside me.
“So you have a mate?”
“Yes, please allow me to introduce my mate, Stephanie,” I said, stretching my hand towards Kyle who had been trying to avoid being part of our conversation.
“Awn, she is beautiful,” she said behind clenched teeth. Kyle on the other hand gave her a nervous smile.
What is wrong with women, why can't they be genuinely happy for each other? I can't believe this war between kyle and her mother is still there, even without knowing that she is her daughter.
“Please feel free to ask anything you want and if you don't mind I would like us to have a private discussion after the ceremony,” she said.
I courtesy and after that, she was gone, forcefully swaying her backside for me to notice.
I closed the door and was about to walk over to kyle when the squiring sound resumed. I walked over to one of our boxes to bring out our squirrel pet.
Except that this is no ordinary squirrel, it's my dear best friend, Simeon.
“Go and find out where the king is been laid,” I said to the squirrel and happily he went off through the door I had open.