Dangerous Lycan: Claim Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Mate

With Patricia out of the picture and the poison finally out of my system, I knew I wouldn’t last another day at the hospital. And so with the doctors approval, Kieran could take me back to the palace. And he came earlier than I had expected. In fact, I didn’t expect that he would come at all. Not after the weird conversation that we had the last time. He could have been hiding something because he certainly didn’t want me to remember. I would have preferred that he had sent his supposed beta to do the job. After all, he didn’t care about me. My head ached too much to think if that was true in anyway.

“I’m glad that this is finally over. It feels so out of place not to be able to figure things out. Not knowing what was going on or who was behind all of this. Well, my words still stand; I’m the one and true Lycan King, it would take a whole lot of things to outsmart me.”

What was it with these Alphas and arrogance? Even my Dad was not an exception.

“Clara, are you okay? You haven’t said a word since we left the hospital,” he noticed the blankness in my mood as it now matched my facial expression.

“Apart from what you already know, I’m perfectly fine.”

I could have just opened up but to what point? He never did see me as Clara anyway.

“Oh please, I know that something is actually working you out.”

“Its nothing, you’ve got to believe that. Although, I didn’t expect that you would come,” I said as he walked me out of the hospital.

“Why?”

“Well, I don’t know, you seem to be letting other people do all the work these days.”

“Would you have preferred someone else?” He asked. I changed my intentions of taking my eyes off the window as I knew his eyes were on me.

“Not that I have anyone in mine.”

“Well, I’m here now,” he scoffed.

“Yeah, you are,” my voice had become low. I certainly didn’t do a good job trying to convince him that I was fine. I was glad he didn’t press on.

I still didn’t take my eyes away from the window. The view could have been therapeutic if not for the fast moving cars that distracted my eyes increasing the headache. Although I still felt the emptiness of losing a few memories, but the doctor assured me that it would all come back to me. I didn’t know if I wanted that. Leaving out some memory especially the one that had to do with me being poisoned. It took away some of the pain though. That emptiness, the vacant space that was there in my head where I could implant whatever thoughts I wanted to. I would be fixing the space where a very terrible memory was resided in with a good one.

The Palace still looked very much the same. Everyone up with their activities as usual like nothing ever happened. Or no one died just recently. I wondered what spot she could had done it. The angle that Kieran had stood with zero knowledge of the knife in her pocket or bag_ wherever she might have put it. How she might have spoken with such courage with the flicker of determination in her eyes. The agonising pain and fulfilment that would have come with splitting up the flesh of her throat. Where she could have laid gasping her last breaths with the thought that we might meet at the afterlife. But she was wrong. She had misinterpreted it just as she had done with Ryan’s feelings for her. Her spirit lost in a void of vengeance and her soul roaming out of despair. I stood there, hale and hearty.

As soon as we stepped in with Kieran walking beside me, a guard dressed like one of the palace messengers rushed towards us and handed Kieran a note. I watched as his eyes read through it.

“Ryan is here,” he said looking back at me.

“Ryan? What is he doing here?”

That was the last name I had expected to hear so soon.

“Well, there is only one way to find out. Please take her to her room,” Kieran addressed the maid that assisted me in.

“No, I’m coming with you,” I pulled away from her grip.

“You are just recovering Clara. Don’t you think that you should avoid anything that would keep you by the edge? Like Ryan?”

“I’m not afraid of Ryan and besides Ryan only comes here because of me.”

“That’s more reason why you shouldn’t see him.”

“Well, I’m sorry but I’ll have to disagree on this one. You don’t have to worry about me. I promise I wouldn’t say anything. You wouldn’t even know I’m there.”

“Clara…”

“Kieran, I’m not a kid. I can handle my own shit and you know this. Please just let me come with you.”

“Okay fine. Always stubborn Clara. Always stubborn. Just keep your distance and your mouth shut.”

“Yeah… yeah,” I rolled my eyes.

I followed along despite his warnings. I wasn’t afraid of Ryan. I didn’t know where the sudden courage sprung up from. But the near death experience might have thought me something. I was a fighter, the doctor had said it and Kieran had repeated the same words. If I needed to deal with Ryan, then I knew that I needed to face him without having a back and forth thought about it.

“Clara,” Ryan called out as soon as he sighted me approaching him with Kieran. As I had promised Kieran, I didn’t say anything and I wasn’t planning on saying anything at least not yet.

“I’m so glad that you are okay,” he made to move closer but the guards blocked his way and so he took a step back with his hands across his back. He didn’t stare at me again instead, he gazed at Kieran instead.

What did he mean about me being okay? What had he done this time?

“For someone who was dragged out of here the last time, you have such guts to return to this palace, Ryan,” Kieran responded.

“I didn’t come here for you. I came to see her. Clara, please tell me that you are fine. That the rumours aren’t true.”

“What rumours?” Kieran asked.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Ryan barked.

I shouldn’t speak, that was the promise I made to Kieran. And even if I wanted to say something, then at least I would like to listen to why Ryan had actually come. To see me? That was not the main reason. It couldn’t be. I swallowed forcefully as I folded my arms. Perhaps I could have listened to Kieran and stayed back in my room.

“Clara is fine as you can see clearly. That’s a clear indication that you failed.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Failed?”

“Yes, Ryan you failed. We saw your little spy that you sent into this palace. You should be lucky that I didn’t break his neck and send you his heart as a souvenir. But I guess he passed you my message.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Ryan denied.