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“Twin brother,” Beta Malachite easily corrected. "He does exactly what Willow does. Shifts into a girl to appease the world that seeks feminine leadership when it involves being good and merciful to their people while carrying hope in men when things revolve around the darkness. Clearly, you don’t know jack shit about King Clementine to justify the Vile Queen’s absence in being involved with their surprise bonding.”
“It shouldn’t fucking matter if they’re mates!” Felicia snapped, but that only left Beta Malachite smirking like he’d won the argument.
“He’s the fucking key to their domination, and a little bird told me you were assigned to stop King Clementine from attending this event.”
“I did everything I could to stop their carriage from leaving! It broke down like I’d set it up to do, and I made a magic barrier to ensure they wouldn’t be able to teleport! I even made a bargain with fucking Garfield to ensure they were trapped! How the fuck was I supposed to know him changing into a damn female would switch up his aura entirely which made my trap useless!”
“Tell that to your boss,” Beta Malachite suggested as he crossed his massive arms over his broad chest. "Last time I checked, I don’t answer to the Vile Queen.”
“You’re seriously going to brush away this opportunity?” Felicia sounded insulted. “From day fucking one, I’ve been painting you positively in the limelight so that you’d be accepted into the Vile Queen’s ranks. All you had to do was give up your position in the De Luca pack, and you’d be given everything! Power! Money! A place where we as DESTINED MATES could reconcile and be in a proper environment to blossom our relationship! You’re giving that all away for what? Loyalty?! A pink-haired slut who’s getting her birthright, which just makes her a fucking princess! This doesn’t mean she’s destined to be queen. This doesn’t open some chest of opportunity and riches that you’ll get to enjoy! The moment she obtains power, you think you’ll remain Beta of De Luca’s pack?! She’ll fucking replace your ass so damn fast, you’d WISH you listened to me! You’re sacrificing everything I’ve done for us to serve a woman who’s far too busy with nine fucking mates to give a shit about you!”
“Ten,” he corrected, which only made her walk right up to him and slap his right cheek.
He didn’t even move from the impact, like a statue of solid muscle, while his expression remained as expressionless as usual. The blank reaction only left Felicia in tears as she glared back at him.
"She’d never have space in her heart for a broken fucker like you!” She said those words like a curse as those tears ran down her flushed cheeks. "Don’t come crying back to me when you’re left alone in this world while the Vile Queen rises to her chair and leaves you all quaking for her mercy.”
She spun around and began marching to the door, but Beta Malachite clearly had something left to say.
“The moment you walk out that door, I’m not protecting you anymore.” He got right to the point. "The next move you make against Roberto, the De Luca Pack, or even toward the Forbidden Pack will be counted as an attack from our enemy, meaning I won’t stand back and let your actions be hidden in the shadows. I’ll tell Roberto everything, and if that includes Willow in the mix, so be it.”
Felicia laughed as she glanced over her shoulder to ensure Beta Malachite saw her venomous glare.
“I could beat that bitch up in the ring if I had the opportunity to do it,” she barked at him as she clenched her trembling fists. “Do whatever the fuck you want, but remember, Malachite. Whatever chaos comes your way, you fucking earned it.” She looked away. “And trust me. It’s coming.”
Not a second later the door flew open—which slammed Felicia right in the face.
“Oh, Sweet Domino!”
Wait a fucking minute.
It took Amos covering my mouth with his hand to stop me from speaking out Arthur’s name, which would have given our location away.
"Huh?” Arthur spoke and immediately looked around until his eyes landed on Beta Malachite, who didn’t seem even surprised by the man’s arrival. “Where’s Willow?”
"She went off with King Clementine to find the others in your pack,” Beta Malachite announced. “You’re the fashion designer everyone is buzzing about, huh?”
“Oh…” Arthur blinked a few times before he grinned widely and was next to Malachite in a second—the blurred movement actually making Malachite flinch. “YES! That’s me! Wanna see my card? Let me show you. It’s brand new and shiny and shit! Willow and the rest of the pack helped me make it in time!”
“Why are you excited about telling me this?” Malachite already sounded like he was dreading even existing at this moment.
“Because you actually listen to me!” Arthur beamed and presented him with the card. “Now look! Isn’t it pretty!”
Malachite didn’t show much expression, but I could tell he actually looked intrigued.
“Decent,” he concluded.
“That means it’s brilliant!” Arthur beamed before a huff came from the door.
“You fucking puppet!” Felicia snapped and pointed to Arthur, who blinked and tilted his head
“Huh? Aren’t you—” Arthur began, but Malachite’s hand fell upon his shoulder.
“I want you to make me something.”
“Huh?” Arthur blinked and looked back at the bulky man, literally looking at him from top to bottom. "What would you like?”
“A suit. Something that’s indestructible and isn’t easy to rip apart by my own hands. Workout gear, too. Boxing shit,” he encouraged. “I’m entering the dating field and need to up my game since I’m going against a bunch of rich powerhouses as competition.”
