'And no, I'm not going back,' she quickly added as she saw them wanting to talk to her. 'I'm only here to see the Gamma. I was told she had been crying since she was seven to see me, the war queen,' Well that was true.
Ever since Peace had turned seven, she had always wanted to meet up with Judith. She had heard stories about the past war king and knowing the current one was her age, it piqued her interest, and wanted to meet her but her family didn't think it was necessary.
'You could've come through the main gate with your father,' their statement brought a frown on Judith's face, and snarled at them, 'Did you just address the Alpha by his responsibility?'
That got them confused but they quickly understood. That reaction of hurt was genuinely plastered on her face and to her outburst.
So they apologized in return.
'Show me her room,' she only requested.
'Follow me,' they all said at once. They knew they were already deep in the soup, however choosing to help her was only to get them a less severe punishment than her telling their Alpha what she had heard.
One guard led as she followed closely. There were so many traps on the ground that if she had come alone, she would've been hurt or even worse, dead.
'That's her window. I doubt she's in there. She must be at the party. Remember, you promised not to tell anyone what you heard and saw,' the young man wanted to be reassured she was going to keep quiet even when being caught
'An Alpha never goes back on his or her word.' She saluted and turned her back to him to climb the window.
****
The night was freezing as Nathan left his friend's side at the party. He was feeling nauseous to having to greet almost everyone at the party.
He knew Mark was equally exhausted as himself since he kept tapping his toes on the ground.
Peace was burning with fury, why? She was because the guests were trying to define what she should become by bringing her gifts such as cooking utensils, heels, jewelry, hair bands and ties, and so on.
Their dad was oblivious as he thought they were being thoughtful and generous but their mother, who had faced such prejudices before, quickly caught on to the subtext.
Excusing himself, Nathan went upstairs.
As he approached Mark's door, he heard a faint noise emanating from Peace's room.
Acting on a hunch, he retraced his steps and headed towards her door.
His fingers touched the door handle.
He knew Peace didn't like it when people entered her room but his intuition was telling him to open and enter.
Which he did.