The Alpha Killed My Husband

31| The Bosom Agonies

Emily is occupying the most secluded private chamber available in Phoenix. She checks her watch thrice before she braces me with a glance.

She is as nervous as I am. I can tell.

I can sense a soul. A lonely, tired, frustrated bride of an old fart who isn’t interested in anything but her little cunt. No doubt, she will be loaded with gifts, money, ornaments, and f*****g everything, but she will be what she is…a lonely tune.

‘Emily, I—’ I start clearing my throat. My fingers are quivering. Please tell me, I am not responsible for the dark circles, curved spine, and whimpering lips. The pause in the air gives me time to reflect. The words burn on the tip of my tongue. I try to force them out. I could not.

I have never apologized to anyone ever. I simply do not make mistakes. If I have ever lashed out at anyone, it has to be their fault. Because Queen Sarvayoni is perfect. Nothing less!

‘You are sorry. I know.’ She fills in for me. I am glad.

Avika snickers at the distance, clearly finding my mortification entertaining. I glare at her.

‘Just f*****g guard. I don’t want a vampire to come biting on my ass.’ I snapped at her. She shakes her head at me. Nonetheless, obliges. She knows better than going against me.

‘They are already out there. Have you not read the news? You are the new hashtag trending.’ Emily shrugs, sipping on her Americano casually. ‘I don’t mind anything though.’ She continues not letting me speak and immediately I strike the chord of friendship with the vampire whose wedding I have pathetically ruined.

‘I was never into this wedding, Aardhya. I would have walked out of it, ruined it in the same way as you did. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t have let that ole bal'fart, as you like to call him, breathe in the same air as me. Anyways, I can change none of them. Thomas told me I have contributed some of the names you called him last night. He is pissed at...me. It's good though. A pathetic wedding like ours cannot have a better start. You are already my best friend. I like you.’ She sighs tiredly, rubbing her forehead.

I already know Emily's background. We chatted about our lives in great detail for two hours last night. We have a lot in common, including but not limited to our marital options and loathing towards our companions. She could discuss the details without modifications. I had to conceal my identity. Anyhow, Emily loves what I love and despised most of my subjects of hatred. With hatred running in the veins alongside blood, we are destined to become ‘the gals’.

She could be the shoulder to blow my nose on. Invariably, I have to be there for her. We have everything in our life except... cursed love. Shaking myself out of self-induced self-pity, I locked eyes with her.

‘I am still sorry, Emily. Even if you’d not wanted this to happen, it was still your day. You should have been all over the news and hashtags and not me. I stole your limelight. I—’

‘Gosh, Luna! Seriously, get over it. You look as if you have just awoken from catastrophe and found yourself in an apocalypse. It’s over. It doesn’t matter. When are you flying?’ She asks, checking her watch for the fourth time.

‘In less than thirty minutes! Rudransh might ping me any second now.’ I tell, chewing the inside of my mouth. ‘Why don’t you divorce him?’ I ask Emily. I am sure I might have already suggested her a million times.

The next minute, I regret putting the conversation at an awkward turn. I have just made a friend. It'd be a shame if I lost her the same day. I just cannot keep my nose off people’s business when I am the friendly one. I am not always more interested in peeping into others' lives than handling mine, it’s just that I’d like to know what Emily’s next move is.

She is the chairwoman of the Vampuza National Assembly already and part-time runs unrecognised societies. (The epitome of the ideal vamp lady) I am sure she can help me with the contest.

The make-up-caked face of the beautiful bride fell. She looks sucked out. Weary; and for a minute, I regretted bringing her failed marriage in between. But then, I am reminded of the time when she blatantly flirted with Rudransh. She was all over him. I remember Emily telling me she had a crush on him for a long time. She joked about swapping mates for a night and asked questions I'd rather die than answer.

It has infuriated me. Joke or not?

Jea—

Dare let a word out, Nagini. I will explode. I slammed her shut. And poof! The regret vanished. (HA! It's payback time.)

‘I am—I am—umm— Emily. I just—’ I try to apologise when the vampiress cuts me off.

‘It is not like I do not want to. I don’t have an option. Without Thomas, I would be on the streets. He will ruin me in a snap, Aaradhya. He can be my passport to freedom. God's grace, if he dies, I will be rich and powerful in no time. I think I can tolerate all of it for a bit, and talk with people I don’t like. Hell, I am even ready to sleep with Gabriel if I have to. I just want to put an end to this suffering. Thomas cannot be that bad.’ Emily explains slowly.

I wish I was sitting a bit far from her so I wouldn’t have to see the moist ocean in her eyes. The black-coated blonde hair and radiating face looked so sad that I almost reached out and hugged her. Just for the moment! I decide to let go of my grudges against the unfair world.

She is a victim.

‘Rest assured, Mrs. Quinccy! You will get out of it. You go and get yourself drunk past your limits and curse the Old Rag in the face. You can always cover it up. If you fail, Cape Comorin can do with some talented policy makers of all time.’ I chirp with enthusiasm.

'And get my t**t pounded first thing in the morning.' Emily smiles sadly.

My eyes widen. I slap my palm over my mouth in disbelief. The hatred has deepened into something more intense. Abominate. Detest.

'Vampires or Wolves! Their animals don't wait, Luna. Mates are just that...mates.' Emily speaks softly. I notice her crestfallen demeanour. It breaks my insides.

'Emily, you—'

'We are helpless. And stop pretending as if you don't know anything. You are Alpha's mate, Aaradhya. They are known to be the worse for their possessiveness, temper, and stubbornness. Ask Scarlet! I could hear her screams in my chamber. They were in the adjacent room. I think you have not been served your punishment yet.' She smiles faintly, raking her eyes up and down my body.

I shudder. I cannot imagine Rudransh forcing himself upon me. He has been nothing but gentle with me. He was never rough. He stopped when I wanted him to.

But he is an Alpha. The sofa voice in my head spoke. Then, another doubt starts to surface. My mounds are aching terribly. Perhaps he—no! I would have remembered it.

'I have heard the finals of Tug-of-War are scheduled next month?' Emily changes the subject. I blink out of my daze. My mouth is still parched dry.

Right now, I will give anything to detect the source of my agony.

'Yeah! May 31.' I managed to squeak out.

'Of course! Of course! I will beg Thomas to take me. I will just go and get my bag ready. Wait for a month, okay? I will dump him on the night of the final. We will marry each other and have fun without a care in the world. We will make caricatures of our husbands and hang them in the allies. No offense, though. I will have Thomas’s ugly face at the bottom of my shoes.' We stared at each other before bursting out laughing.

'You are impossible.' I spoke between the laughter.

'Live it till we can, Honey!' Emily winks. 'Ah, By the way I saw Rudransh and your family trying to talk it out. I just hope Thomas doesn't give them a tough time. He can be an ass.' She shakes her head. Her eyes are distant as if she is reminiscing on a bad memory.

'I saw them too. Thomas was fuming. Yelling, slamming and all! I feel slightly bad for dragging Alpha into my rucks. Rudransh was very upset this morning. I don't remember what I did last night. The drinks were too strong obviously.' I sigh.

'Or maybe the s**t that stuff was mixed with!' Emily winks.

Okay, I am confused.

'Ecstasy, my love! Ecstasy.' She giggles, punching my arms playfully. 'I wanted to forget the cursed night.' She shrugs at my hard look.

'All of them?' I gave her an incredulous look.

'No, the one we had in the dungeon before crashing the Stag. I mixed it on our way to the terrace.' She explains sheepishly.

My mouth forms an 'o'. This explains why I could not remember anything after that. Screw you, Emily! I don't let a word out. I have already f****d up her wedding memories. I don't think I can afford any more 'rucks'.

'Thank you! Thank you so much, Aaradhya. I am so happy that I have got a friend like you. I hope none of it changes anything between us.' Emily takes my palm in hers as she bats her lashes at me hopefully.

I bet my face is transparent for her to read my expressions so easily. Her lips curved upwards in a half-smile and her eyes seemed relaxed. After knowing Emily at such a close quarter, nothing about her astonishes me anymore.

'Of course!' I sigh, chugging the coffee in one go. It was cold.

‘Perfect,' Emily claps her hand. 'I think I should get going before Gabriel starts a search operation. A rich hotshot with a few billion in his bank account but barely any life left in his body can be tolerated. His overly gorgeous hot hunk for security cannot. You should consider your ass moving too. Rudransh did not seem all pleased back in the hotel.’

I nod, kissing her goodbye.

‘She is retarded!’ The voice in my head sighs, making guilt fill up my heart again. I should not have done it. Emily did not deserve any of it. Rudransh did not deserve any of that. Ronit, Shantanu, Atharva…damn! How am I going to face them?

'Are you coming, Sarva? It’s time we hurried.' Avika is on her feet again. I nod slowly when my brain is screaming. It takes everything in me to keep my lips sealed and not let them out.

‘You got it? Right?’ Avika asks, blinking innocently. She shuffled towards the sleek Kia, taking up space in the parking lot, and disappeared out of my sight.

'Sure to!' I hear myself yelling at no one, finally rolling my eyes at her expense.

'b***h! The hideous elite rulers!' I said to no one as I waited for Avika to help me. Meanwhile, I assault my brain's nerves to harken back to the bedroom memory.

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Back in the comforts of the luxurious jet, I look sideways. Rudransh has a poker face on as he does the cuff's buttons. His tie is secured lousily around his shoulders. I contemplate an opening line.

After contemplation of twenty minutes, I have concluded two things that I am expected to do in this scenario.

First, I need to apologize to him if I want to survive a day longer. I have already peeped into Scarlet's blouse. (I'm not a p*****t!) Poor thing will have a tough time getting rid of the ugly scars.

Hickeys! They are called Hickey, you Eighth dropout.

Oh, damn! I couldn't have known it, O'wise one.

You wouldn't have known many things without me.

Gah!

I am not kidding, Yoni. I challenge you to come up with a sorry speech. Oh, wait! Don't try. I will be sorry for your pathetic speech.

Eh, I already have one.

Yeah! And it goes like this— Hey, Alpha! I am sorry for almost invoking a war between the Vampires and your clan. You see, I am not the she-wolf you take I am to be. In fact, I am your sworn enemy. Serpent Queen, Sarvayoni. I am here to avenge you and I hate you. I really do, but I feel sorry because I got you into trouble. Oh, by the way, I might have killed your real mate too. I did not want to. I just had to. I hope you can forgive me for that too. Anyways, we can look past our grudges. Let's focus on the big contest. Speaking of which, are we still in?

I am in stunned silence after that! It ain't gonna work. The realization is depressing.

I blink at my co-passengers. Ronit and Alpha King are animatedly amongst themselves. Shantanu is furiously typing on his laptop. Across from him, Scarlet is looking out of the window. Avika is massaging Luna Queen Laxmi's forehead. Now and then, she gives me concerning glimpses.

Oh, don't worry, Honey. Everything is fine here. I am just being ignored and in a state of panic. The usual!

I steal more glimpses of Alpha. Maybe I should ask him if my travel ban has been sealed. Then, I will ask him about my bosom aches.

'Rudra...umm.' I stutter.

Rudransh freezes mildly. He looks at me through the mirror. His dark eyes flashed with anger. He looks downright upset. I stare at my lap in mortification...and fear.

'You want to say something, your Highness?' He snaps gingerly. He does not turn around but keeps looking at me through the mirror. Three of his shirt's buttons are undone.

I squeezed my eyes shut. I want to cry. More than anything, I am disappointed in myself. It was so immature of me to let loose like that.

It's all your fault, Emily. I will not forgive you. I don't even know what I did exactly.

'Cannot recall? Huh?' Rudransh pulls my chin up using his index finger. His eyes are terrifyingly black. It isn't Rudransh. It's Kevin.

I gulp and cower back in my seat. 'Don't worry. I won't touch a strand of yours till we are safe in the confines of our bedroom. It's high time I remind you what we are to each other. I will be very pleased to have the pole show again. You were outstanding last night.' He huffs a sharp breath. I visibly shiver.

Nagini, hurry! Which pole show?

I do not know, your highness. I was forced to consume some ecstasy powder I have no idea about.

Fuck you, Emily! Literally!

Save yourself first! Nagini retorts.