Chapter 282
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
282 Wishful Thinking Come True
Selma Payneâs POV:
It was a period of chaos. The newly-wedded couple had no time to be intimate at all. Their time was either spent in the conference room or on the battlefield. During special times, status was not so emphasized. It was until the end of the war that my mother really realized that she had become the Queen of the werewolves from an ordinary student with a doctorate in literature.
That was why I said that plans couldnât keep up with changes. No matter how well prepared we were, things would still be unreal when it came to it.
My mother thought that her childish self during those extraordinary years was very interesting, and she always smiled when discussing these things.
âTo be honest, after I agreed to your fatherâs marriage proposal, I was worried that the feudal and conservative nobles would oppose my family. Back then, there were signs of such a thing, but before they could argue, an even bigger fire came. When the war was over, everything would be set in stone. It would be useless for them to object. Thus, the thing that I was most worried about did not happen. Now that I think about it, those sleepless nights were all wasted because of my unnecessary worries.â
Later, she was busy dealing with the mess left behind by the war. My mother, who specialized in literature, had forced herself to be a political veteran. My father had also used his war achievements to shut up those ambitious peopleâs mouths, laying a solid foundation for his rule.
After that, I was born. Before the werewolves could cheer for their long-awaited heir, I went missing in a kidnapping.
After that, many years passed, and I drifted back to parentsâ side like a miracle.
This was the story of the past.
âHowever, after so many years, why didnât you and father give birth to a few other children?â I didnât understand.
My mother was stunned by my question and then smiled bitterly. âAfter you were taken away, I was heartbroken. I would cry for a long time when I saw a baby in swaddling clothes. At that time, the psychiatrist said that I was a little depressed. Your father didnât even dare to let any children appear before me, let alone give birth to a new heir. After a few more years, when I walked out of my grief, your father and I didnât bring up this matter again.
âYou can call it superstition or wishful thinking, but we always feel that if a new child is born, the position that belongs to you will be replaced, and you will never be able to return to our side. So, even though we were under pressure and doubts, we didnât want a new heir. We always fantasized that one day you would come back to us.
âFortunately, my wishful thinking finally came true. Perhaps the goddess couldnât bear to see us suffer the pain of losing a child and called for the river to send you back to us.â
My mother lowered her head and looked at me. Her gentle eyes were filled with love that was wider than the ocean.
âIâm sorry,â I said softly as I snuggled into her arms. âIâve made you guys worry.â
âThis isnât your fault, child. On the contrary, everything that happened resulted from us not being competent as parents. If your father had not been taken away by the clumsy plan to lure the tiger out of the mountain, if I had listened to Laylaâs suggestion to strengthen the palaceâs defense, the kidnapping would not have happened.â
Immersed in the past, my motherâs brows unconsciously furrowed.
I smoothed the small knot between her eyebrows and consoled her, âThis wasnât your fault, Mother. Those ambitious people and the wanderers caused everything. It was their greed and stupidity that caused everything. However, they have long been executed, and the past has been written off and disappeared.
âAll debts are written off, vanishing like smoke and clouds.â
My mother laughed in a low voice. âThatâs right. Letâs not dwell on the past. Thereâs no need to worry about it.â
My conferment ceremony was scheduled for August, and all packs would send representatives to attend the ceremony. It could be said to be the grandest event of the werewolves in the past twenty years.
After I was officially crowned, I could no longer âuseâ myself as I pleased. The royal familyâs rules had bound me firmly. Every word and action I made in public had to conform to the princessâs standards. This meant that I couldnât be Avrilâs maid of honor. Fortunately, the wedding was in July, before the coronation. I could attend my friendâs wedding as an individual.
After finding out who I was, Avril and Mara were so surprised that it was as if a watermelon had been stuffed into their mouths. At first, they were a little worried about whether they could get in touch with me again. After all, being friends with âthe Queenâs distant nieceâ and being friends with âthe princessâ were completely different concepts.
So, they heaved a huge sigh of relief when they were nervously summoned into the palace and saw me in my usual T-shirt and jeans.
Their curtsy wasnât standard, so I retorted, âNow I know what youâre doing in the etiquette course. It seems that this course is for you to earn academic credits.â
Mara thought I was criticizing her, so she stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do.
âGirls?â I sighed exaggeratedly. âThere are only four people in the room other than you guys. Which one of them are you new to? Donât tell me youâve decided to cut off all ties with me overnight. Thatâll make me sad.â