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~WILLIAM~
"We're fifteen minutes to noon, and this morning has been a devasting one for the world of finance and fame! Investigations are still underway to confirm the deaths of Roberto De Luca and his only son, William De Luca. A robbery attempt was made in the wee hours of the morning today here on Wall Street, and though there is no damage to the property, it was confirmed that Roberto De Luca perished in the crossfire. A few arrests have been made and those who attempted to steal have been shot down. This incident happened mere hours after William's attempted suicide, which was successful. Multiple suicide notes were found in his penthouse, though divers are working overtime to retrieve his body that is said to have dropped into one of the private property lagoons. These circumstances are unraveling while a huge business deal in the financial world will commence after noon right in front of the grand office structure that was, many say, Roberto's legacy. We have multiple sources stating that a woman by the name of Willow De Luca has come forward not only to place an offer for this mega-deal but to proclaim her right to Roberto De Luca's empire as a hidden daughter! This news is as shocking as ever, leaving the property filled with mourning fans, intrigued paparazzi, and news outlets hopeful of finding out the ultimate truth. We will shortly be live on the scene and will broadcast the entire footage here on NYC News 94."
I turned the channel off, having heard more than enough as Viktor turned onto the private street that would get us right before the stairs of the office. He at least took into consideration the gridlock traffic going on with the official news of my apparent suicide and Papa Dearest's death.
The ride had already taken twenty minutes, giving me the chance to get a glimpse of what was being said from multiple outlets and resources.
Some people were already coming out with news articles and even joining the morning news to talk shit about Roberto. Some were saying what a douche he was, that the control freak deserved to die with his legacy he was so desperate to savor.
Those poor individuals were bold fuckers, thinking they would be going home after their interviews. I knew why Onyx was currently "busy" – he was doing the ultimate deed of creating the perfect freak accidents to get rid of those imposters and disloyal bastards.
Obviously, Roberto was in hiding, but I didn't see the need of keeping such individuals alive a day longer. If their loyalty could bend at the first person to announce Roberto's death, then they weren't worthy of living after borrowing so much from Roberto or having the audacity to live in the Pack House under his care.
Some of the wolf shifters who were showing their true colors were probably the stupidest of them all. Viktor was already telling me a bit of what was going on in the Pack House, how some were celebrating the news as if they felt their Alpha's death.
Despite Roberto giving off a weak front, he was a strong as fuck Alpha with a cynical wolf. If he'd truly died, it wouldn't matter what rank you were in the Pack House. You would have felt the tear of that bond as he faded into the realms of the dead.
It was all marvelous to watch.
It was the perfect way to reveal who was on his side and who was merely in the pack out of personal benefit. Being in the De Luca pack only confirmed a sense of safety because no one wanted to fuck with Roberto.
Those who tried didn't even make it into Roberto's clutches -probably the better conclusion because if they had, the torture would haunt them into the afterlife.
I took a deep inhale, letting it out as I closed my eyes briefly to get into character. I wasn't nervous. I was thrumming with enough excitement to leave me wondering whether Neo and Onyx's crazy traits were already rubbing off on me.
This felt like such a waste of time, even with the immense importance my role was about to play in a few short minutes. I couldn’t care less about this deal, but I knew it would give me the financial milestone, security rank, and exposure I needed to make a statement to the world.
To remind all these fuckers who the hell we are.
If this was a Forbidden Pack issue, I would let them handle it, but this swift turn of events was a test to try to belittle my name. Obviously, with what I knew now, I wasn't a De Luca, but did it mean I'd shed off all I'd worked hard towards just to claim the royal name of Phoenix?
How irresponsible.
My family, whoever that consisted of aside from what I could assume was my mother and Ruby, were watching - judging every move I'd take in the spotlight with the world watching. Would I lose my sanity? Dismiss the evil done to me and forgive? What would I do with this empire that the world would now know was all in my name?
What was leaving a bit of giddiness in me was the fact someone had already claimed my name and was sputtering nonsense that they were Willow De Luca. My poor cage fighting mates were going to get a kick out of this, and though my "hidden" identity was about to be revealed, it wouldn't fuck up my cage fighting career.
They were sworn to keep it secret, so though they may all know who I now was during the day, it wouldn't hinder me from getting a good fight in the ring at night.
The thought made me smile.
"Are you ready?" Viktor asked as he flashed his card at the security gate to let us in. I could see the shock in the guard's eyes as he rushed to let us through, and it only made my grin widen further as I lowered my head to ensure my attire was on point.
The suit of pink cashmere with glimmering hues of gold. A suit literally fit for royalty.
I was debating why Ruby decided I should specifically wear this, but maybe it held a subliminal message that only the royal pack would know about.
I have to find more about who I am. Viktor mentioned remembering the truth.
"Yes," I finally replied, lifting my gaze to meet his in the rear-view mirror. He was analyzing me carefully, already memorizing this route of the drive.
"Something is still bothering you," he whispered.
"I remember you said something about remembering who you were in my life. A Royal Protector or something." My memories were pretty much all over the place. I may just need a long nap to get everything sorted, but until then, I'd blame my failing memory for my current lack of perfection.
"Yes," he replied as he clicked a button on the dashboard that would shift the car's color back to its original pink. "Don't know if you'll need this information, but your real name is Princess Willow Alundra Phoenix of Pink Moon Pack. Your mother is Queen Elphaba Alundra Phoenix.”
"And my sister is Ruby Phoenix," I stated as fact.
