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I wasn’t expecting Beta Malachite’s voice to come from behind me, and my head lifted up to see the tall mass of muscle staring down at me with an unreadable expression.
“What?” I wanted him to repeat what he’d said on purpose.
“You’re fine as you are,” he repeated. “There’s no need for you to change into William to prove you’re Alpha of the pack. Besides, I bet they’re expecting you to do that.”
“Expecting me?” I didn’t quite understand what he was implying.
“Some believe you hide behind your male alternate because of the similar traits of dominance that match Roberto’s personality traits and leadership tendencies. At least, that’s what I’ve gathered over time since you publicly revealed you’re William and Willow De Luca,” he explained. “Those who are waiting to rebel would surely wait to see if you come as William just to validate their concerns and their lack of confidence in being led by you seeing as you hide beneath your male exterior when you’re a born female.”
“Man. People find any reason to hate on you,” I muttered with a shrug. “Have a pussy and you’re weak, useless, only good for sex and baby making, but magically change into a male and you’re a coward hiding behind your male complex. Literally can’t please anyone.”
Shaking my head, I returned to glancing at the two suits, my eyes briefly staring at the pinkish-white suit before settling on the opposite black attire.
“I guess black it is.” It seemed logical to go with the assertive color, even if it wouldn’t have been my first choice.
I didn’t even uncross my arms before the very suit in question was gone before my eyes.
“What in the voodoo?” I questioned and literally looked around the room expecting Arthur or Saint to be around. They were the prime suspects I’d assume would want to pull some sort of prank on me to cheer me up or something, but it was clear it was only Beta Malachite and me in the room.
“Black doesn’t suit you.”
Turning to face Beta Malachite, I watched him toss the attire like it wasn’t thousands of dollars.
“What happened to handle with care?” I offered while uncrossing my arms just to put my hands on my hips. “And since when does black not suit me?”
“Today,” he replied and shrugged. “Just because you want to make a statement that doesn’t mean you should change yourself to do it.”
He had a point, but I really wasn’t expecting him to say that either.
“You’re weird.”
“You’re only saying that to appease your nerves,” he huffed and gestured to the pink suit. “Change. We don’t have much time before this apparent secret meeting.”
“Fine, but you never answered me as to how many calories you eat in a day,” I countered but stared at the suit for one long moment before deciding this really was the one calling to me.
He didn’t answer me right away, as if he was thinking about something else. I didn’t really mind, especially when we were in an environment that probably felt sacred now that the ruler of it was dead.
I had to assume I was beginning to accept that Roberto wasn’t coming back. He wasn’t going to revive from the dead and come tell me how everything was a test.
It was time to face the music, which meant making my stance today and dealing with the group of wolf shifters plotting to “overthrow” me.
Overthrow me. Man, I probably look like a fucking carpet to them.
I didn’t really want to admit it, but I had become a bit of a softy these last few days. Whether it was the trauma that revolved around me or just the last few days of crippling madness hitting me from every angle, I felt weak and out of my element.
Compared to months ago when I walked with confidence and pride, I felt so damn different. Some would say it was a mid-life crisis of some sort, but maybe this was what I needed to spread my wings and fly into this new era of power I was claiming for myself.
Was it scary? Yes, but I needed to do this to feel better about myself.
To gather the confidence knowing I can protect myself and those I wholeheartedly love.
I had to assume because we were also so close to dealing with the true mastermind behind all of this it was bringing its own set of anxieties and worries.
Not to mention the fact that Aurelia was being falsely accused.
None of us were allowed to visit or interrogate her, and I could only imagine how her pack mates were feeling right now.
I should have felt helpless not being able to aid her in this, but I was still attempting to convince myself that she couldn’t possibly have wanted to kill me.
