[Margaret's POV]
It had been a week since my coming of age ceremony.
From inability to accept to gradual numbness, I was starting to accept the fact that my boyfriend and my twin sister were destined to be mates.
My sister, a person who knew nothing except how to doll herself up, would become Luna of this pack.
Everyone thought that this was normal. After all, in the world of werewolves, it was natural for us to choose our life mate.
Moreover, Elizabeth has always been the center of attention. All the boys revolved around her like flies. No one cared about my feelings. My Beta father even came to tell me to support my sister well because she didn't know anything.
F*ck!!
Irritated, I swept away the things in front of me and collapsed onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
I was feeling overwhelmed. Whether it was in school or in battle, I'd tried my best and performed excellently, but I got nothing. Why! Father had always favored Elizabeth. He always said that Elizabeth was his pride. Stop thinking, Margaret. Everything has been decided, I thought to myself.
"Margaret!"
Only Elizabeth would barge in like this.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"Next week Armstrong wants to hold a ceremony to officiate my succession to the position of Luna. I don't know anything about those things. Please help me."
I really couldn't understand how Elizabeth could always make such outrageous demands so self-righteously.
"I don't…"
"Father asked you to help me." Elizabeth added as the words got stuck in my throat.
Father. Father again. I scratched my head in frustration. Father was hoping to promote our family's status in the tribe through Elizabeth's marriage. Damn, he must also think that Elizabeth was better suited to marrying the Alpha than me.
"Fine," was all I could say. "I'll help you."
I got out of bed, sat at my desk, and turned on my computer.
"Anthony told me again that he wanted to ask you out." Elizabeth plopped down on my bed.
"I'm not going." I glared at Elizabeth.
Anthony was the Beta of the tribe. He had wooed Elizabeth before but was rejected by her. For some reason, ever since Elizabeth became Armstrong's partner, she had been trying to matchmake us.
And she suggested that the four of us go out on a date together. I guess she just wanted to watch me and Anthony make a fool of ourselves at the same time and show us that she now had an Alpha boyfriend.
"I already agreed for you." Elizabeth shrugged. "He's a good man. You should take a chance on him."
"I said I'm not going."
"Well, tell him yourself." Elizabeth was finally willing to get off my bed. She walked to the door and looked back. "Not that I want to tell you, Margaret, but you should start a new relationship."
I sat stiffly in my chair for a long time. New relationship. Damn it, who the f*ck ended my previous relationship?! My phone suddenly vibrated.
It was a call from Armstrong!
My heart skipped a beat. Why is he calling me at this time? I wondered. I pressed the answer button.
"Is it Margaret?"
Armstrong's voice was as steady as ever.
"It's me."
"I have something to discuss with you."
"Is it the ceremony for Elizabeth to succeed the Luna position?" I said stiffly. "I already promised to help her."
"That's something Elizabeth insists on doing. She's my mate. I don't want to upset her," Armstrong explained. "I'm looking for you about something else."
The ceremony is not something Armstrong wants to do? I thought. The anger I was suppressing suddenly eased a little. Perhaps Armstrong had some feelings for me. Even if it was a little, I'd be satisfied.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Next week, Lycan King Donald will come to visit our pack."
"Lycan King?" I said, shocked.
The werewolf royal family had an extremely high status. Every member of the royal family was very powerful and strong, comparable to the Alpha of the pack. They had the authority to command any tribe, but they would not interfere in the affairs of the packs easily. There seemed to be some kind of order or rule. When a conflict broke out between the werewolves, they would intervene.
"That's right, the Wolf King," Armstrong continued. "But I have something to do next week. I've already spoken to Lycan King Donald that there's a good chance I won't be with the pack when he arrives."
I could vaguely guess what Armstrong was going to say to me.
"I'm worried that Elizabeth doesn't understand these things, but she's Luna. She's the only one who can do these things. Margaret, you're capable. Can you help her to host the reception for the Lycan King? "
Armstrong's tone was gentle, and the anger I'd been suppressing returned. He'd never been so worried about me.
"Are you still listening, Margaret?"
"I'm here." I fought back the tears that threatened to fall. "I promise."