Chapter 27
The Cursed Alpha’s Mate
âI â he gave it to me!â I exclaimed when the store manager came out to see what caused the ruckus in his place.
âWhat is the matter?â The man was a slim and tall man with a stern face and sterner personality.
âSheâs trying to make a purchase with a stolen card!â People around exclaimed. The cashier handed him the card and once he saw the name on it, his brows went up. He looked from me to the card then his countenance turned ugly.
âThis is the princeâs card, omega.â The way he snarled my title made my wolf angry. âHow did you get a hold of it?â
âHe gave it to me!â I snapped, feeling my heart race faster as I spoke. I didnât want things to escalate further than they already had because I could see some phones coming out of pockets and more people trooping into the store.
âWhy would the prince give you his card?â One girl piped from behind.
âHe probably told her to buy him something and sheâs here to buy clothes for herself.â
âCan you imagine the audacity?â
Voices from everywhere raised against me, accusing me of theft when all I did was follow instructions. Why did things always have to backfire against me!?
âIâve called the police!â Someone from the crowd shouted and I g*****d internally.
âWhy call the police? Call Valens.â I inputted. My ears rang after that statement. It took a second for me to realize the manager hit me.
âYou donât call the prince without respect.â My fingers bit into my skin as I clenched my fist. My eyes stung with unshed tears of anger.
âWhy would we call the prince to deal with someone as insignificant as you?â Sasha piped up from behind me.
âWhy are you doing this? Do you think I could walk into Valensâ ââ I got hit again before I finished my sentence.
âThe prince is not your equal!â
âDo you think I could walk into his room and steal his card?â I bellowed when they surrounded me, pushing forward until I was trapped between a mass of people all hankering for me to be dealt with like a criminal.
âYou clean his room. Who knows what a traitor like you will do when given such liberties?
âI didnât steal from him. You have to believe me.â I sounded desperate even to my ears.
Things had escalated faster than I expected them to. It all started as a joke but now people were shoving me to the ground, shouting atop their voices as if theyâd bottled up their anger for too long and finally found someone to pour their frustrations on.
âWhy would we believe a traitor?â
âOh, is it the wench whose parents tried to usurp Alpha Zavier?â Someone from the back who couldnât see me through the throng of people exclaimed.
âSheâs the one. She wants us to believe the prince would have any sentimental feelings towards a traitor. Do you know how much he hates your kind!â
Artemis let out her first whimper since all this started. Sheâd been so angry up until that point. The only reason I didnât shift for her to lash out was because there were humans around and a shift would be interpreted as a threat and give people reason to really hurt me.
Valens lost his parents because their close friends betrayed them. The same way my parents betrayed Alpha Zavier.
âThe police are here!â Someone cheered. The people made a path as the police marched forward. As an unlucky person, the police officer that came happened to be Beta Strauss and his partner. Beta Strauss had been the former Beta, second to Alpha Zavier. Lucienâs father.
âWhat is the matter?â His mass parted the crowd with ease. He was upon me in a second. âYou.â His eyes had a deadly twinkle in them when he saw I was the culprit he came to arrest.
âWe have a thief in our midst, officer.â The store manager said to him. âShe came here to shop with a stolen card.â
âWho does the card belong to?â He was already taking out his handcuffs to apprehend me as he spoke.
âPrince Valens.â He stopped in his stride towards me.
âI have to say, you really have Arthurâs b***d.â My skin prickled. Heâd insulted me and disrespected my father in one sentence. âYou both are foolishly daring.â
âHe gave me the card. I did nothing wrong.â I maintained my stance.
When the former beta hit me, I crumpled to the ground under the weight of his slap. He was tall and thick, as were all betas. His hand covered my face, leaving an angry palm print on me as he hit me.
âYou donât have a right to speak after your grave sin.â He pulled me off roughly from the floor. My sight was blurry as he picked me up.
âDad!â I heard an angry voice. âWhat are you doing?â Lucien pushed to the front of the crowd, rushing at us as if he could stop the beta from doing his duty. As if he could stop his father. Skylar walked forward, following behind him. She stood before the crowd and gave me a small malicious smile.
âStay out of this, Son.â He snarled at Lucien, making him skid to a halt. âThis traitor has decided to continue her fatherâs legacy by stealing from the Prince and betraying him.â
âI did nothing wrong! He gave me the card himself!â I wrestled with Strauss then, hellbent on getting away from him. Peopleâs phones raised higher, more people pilling into the store.
âShe got herself bags of clothes worth thousands. None of the other store cashiers noticed she used a stolen card but I recognized her once she got here. No way could she afford all the things she carried with her so I checked the card she handed over and what do I see?â Sasha yelled from the side. âThe Princeâs name!â
âSomeone carted away the bags. Thatâs stealing evidence, isnât it?â Someone said to Strauss. Indeed, all the shopping Clover and I had done were now missing.
Where was Clover?
âTake your hands off her.â A silent voice said but it sounded above the ruckus of the people and it made everyone silent in a second. The crowd parted to reveal Valens with his shirt sleeve rolled up and a thunderstorm on his face. I couldnât tell whether to be relieved or more terrified.