MIRANDA.
I was supposed to be at my friend’s housewarming party, but I had to cut short my presence because my incompetent mate failed his task again.
Dexter had only one job—to eliminate Kael before he realized who was running the show in his life—but he couldn’t do it perfectly.
I was getting frustrated.
He was supposed to eliminate Kael and Landon in the accident that took Kael's memory. For some reason, Landon didn’t drive Kael that day, and poor Onald became the victim. But Kael survived. Again.
This was not the first time Dexter staged an accident for him. Dexter also attempted to set fire to one of the warehouses he and Kael visited. Kael was in the middle of the warehouse and was far from the exits when the fire broke out, but someone noticed it right away before it reached an explosion. No one was harmed, and Kael didn’t get even a scratch.
Today, again, he failed.
Dexter made sure he had an excuse to stay behind and let Landon drive them to their deaths, but like a cat with nine lives or more, he was saved from his death.
I should plan the next one since I was the only one who could get things moving around here. Like sending Adessa to Alpha Draco. I was sure by now she was already living the life she deserved—treated like a scum of the earth. It would make her realize never to cross me again and never to raise her voice at me. I was not born to be anyone’s slave, but she surely was.
I looked out the window when I heard a vehicle approaching and saw Landon’s shiny red car entering the grounds. One day, this car, which he worshipped as if it were the entire world, would bring him and his Alpha to their demise. All I needed was to get my hands on it.
I closed the curtain after making sure Kael came out alone without Adessa. I knew I shouldn’t worry. Alpha Draco would surely call me if anything went wrong with taking her to his territory. So I was sure it was a success, but for some reason, I felt my stomach churning when I saw the car.
And my uncertainties were answered when a knock came through the door. Dexter came in, and I could see a nervous expression on his face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as soon as he was done closing and locking the door. “Did he look for his car?”
Dexter had to send his car to the same people who tampered with it to bring it back to its previous condition. If it were me, I wouldn’t change it and just wait for Kael to use it. But Dexter was right. Kael always insisted on using his own car whenever he and Dexter drove around doing their jobs.
As much as Dexter annoyed me for being a poor executionist of our plans, I didn’t want him dead. I had yet to experience being his mate out in the open and ruling this pack with him.
He shook his head in response.
“But when are they bringing the car back? What if Kael realizes it was not there?”
“It’ll be here soon. Don’t worry, I'll handle that when he looks for it,” he replied.
“Oh, same old line, Dexter! Leave it to me! I will take care of it! I will handle it! However, as of now, nothing has happened to move us forward!” I snapped at him, and I was sure he could hear the frustration in my voice.
“Can you calm down? We can argue about that later, but now we need to face Kael. He requested our presence in his office.”
I glowered at Desiree, hoping she would get the hint that she should be sitting on Kael’s lap and not too far from him. However, my stupid daughter didn’t even attempt to understand my message. Instead, she discretely rolled her eyes at me.
At times like this, I wished we had the abilities of our wolves to communicate with each other’s minds. But our human forms didn’t have this ability, or it would have been easier to execute plans and lies.
“Why am I invited here? Are we planning your engagement ceremony? Or are we planning the wedding directly?” I smiled broadly, my eyes shifting between Kael and Desiree, but based on the stoic expression on Kael’s face and the discomfort on Desiree’s, this was not it.
But no one could stop me from running the show. “I know wedding coordinators who can do magic in a lesser…”
“Enough, Miranda.” Kael’s cold voice rang in the air, cutting my words and making chills run down my spine. “We have more important things to discuss.”
My brows raised, and I saw Desiree’s as well.
“So what’s more important than our wedding?” She asked, and I could hear the hostility in her voice.
I smirked. This was what I wanted Desiree to be. Desiree needed to take charge of her relationship with Kael, just as she had done before Kael met Adessa. And this poor Alpha would come crumbling on his knees to appease my daughter.
“Adessa is in danger,” Kael said almost immediately after her question, and I couldn’t stop the gasp that came out of my throat.
I was surprised that he ignored Desiree’s question and sentiment as if she were worth nothing to him, but my gasp was from hearing him talk about Adessa as if he knew where she was and what had happened to her.
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