Chapter 20: All My Fault

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It was like time froze looking into his crystal blue eyes that said so much to me with one look. I was so destroyed when he left and everyone around me knew my brokenness didn't go away. I battled with the pain he and Kale left me with every single day. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't cry for them. A part of me would hate even saying their names while the other part of me couldn't wait to sleep at night so I could see them in my dreams. I wanted to run in Kingsley's arms and feel his hands grab my face to kiss his love into me while the other part of me wanted to watch him burn in hell.

This is his pack house. Eleanor brought me to Kingsley's pack house. That meant she knew what this was. Kingsley was the one who called her last night and told her to come here. Eleanor and Kingsley both stared at me watching my reaction. I couldn't describe the feelings I felt. My mind was racing with questions and I tried to figure out which one I should ask first.

"Grace and Taylor turned into wolves right in front of my face last night." My voice was shaky as I crossed my arms, hugging my body as I looked between Eleanor and Kingsley. I felt like I would drop to my knees in any second. Reality as I knew it was fake, everything around me wasn't what what I thought it was and it took me coming back to Canada to discover that. They both had knowing looks on their faces. This didn't surprise them. Kingsley shakes his head momentarily while looking at the ground.

"Yes they are wolves, Taylor belongs to my pack. Grace does not." Kingsley's calm Alpha voice echoes around me. Oh how I hated to admit I've missed that voice, it hugged me and filled my body with warmth. Tears filled my eyes at his words. He just told me my best friends who I trusted with everything in me, were just like him. They were werewolves. How did they even keep that from me? How did I not notice? My lips part as i struggle to find my words.
"Eleanor, did you-?" My small voice pauses as our eyes connect.

She nods and looks sad. "Yes." She breathed. "I shifted as well. Me and Ben were there fighting the rogue too." I lightly gasp and look between Kingsley and Eleanor again. She just confirmed what I know I saw last night. She turned into a wolf as well. I can see it in Kingsley's eyes, he wants to come over to me. I shake my head and hold my body tighter. My friends were wolves this entire time. My sister was a wolf this entire time.

"Ashton is an Alpha." Kingsley finishes. "He has his pack not too far from here and Collin is apart of it. We are all wolves and we are all from here." He informs me. My world goes still as I stare at him.
"Kale and I are the ones who sent Taylor and Grace to the school in America. They were only suppose to look after you, keep you safe in the school since we couldn't be there of course. Ashton's role in it was to start a relationship with you to keep you from us. To keep you distracted." Kingsley tilts his head to the side as he studies my face. "From my knowledge, it worked?" He raises his right brow. The tone in his voice sounds like he didn't like the words that he said. I'm slow to react because I'm in my head putting two and two together. It was all a set up, it was all planned. Ashton running into me in the school's hallway, him giving me that stupid 'A' necklace. It was all a plot to make me like him. Taylor, Collin and Grace's friendliness was just an order from Kingsley since he is Alpha.
This was all his doing.

They pulled me into their friend group too quickly,
I should've known that was weird. They weren't friends with anyone else in the school either. They were always following me and constantly paying attention to what I did and what I said. I took their friendliness as genuine but they were only following orders and commands. I definitely got played big time. The only thing i was happy about was not taking it too far with Ashton, I didn't want us to date and I'm so happy I stuck with that. I would've been 10 times as hurt if we went into a fake relationship but that didn't make any of this better. I thought I was the luckiest person for having these people by my side, turns out it wasn't even real.

"We didn't tell them to be friends with you, we told them too look after you, to make sure you were safe. The fact that they've grown close with you and developed friendships was not our doing. It was not faked." Kingsley tries to assure me. I realize now that he's been reading my mind this entire time. I've been away from him for so long that I forgot all about that. I had no idea if I should believe what he said about the friendships being real. Eleanor has been a wolf this entire time, she knew that Kingsley and Kale were my mates, she pretended to not know why the twins were fighting that day inside my room after Kingsley kissed me. She pretended to not know what was going on. Taylor, Grace, Collin and Ashton pretended to not know literally everything. I always wondered why they never questioned me about my life or ever asked why I even lived with my 'Brothers' to begin with. They pretended to not know about my parents dying, they acted weird the day after Kale marked my neck and the memories of them staring at me all weird that day made so much sense now. They knew I was marked, they knew I had sex, they knew everything. Everything was a lie, my life was an entire lie, a movie. It was all planned out. I felt so betrayed and hurt. I didn't know who to trust and where to look comfort.

"Where are Taylor and Grace now?" I asked Eleanor. I remembered that they did get hurt last night. I remember seeing the red rouge wolf bite down onto Taylor and Grace's wolf fur, hard. Even though they lied to me and most likely weren't ever really my friends, I still cared. She looked stunned by my question. I bet she expected me to start to freak out over what Kingsley just told me. I was taking it all in and wanted to cry so bad, but I'll be damned if I did it in front of Kingsley. "They're in the basement...with the doctors." She nervously swallows as her voice trailed off while watching my reaction.

"Let me show you where it is." Kingsley takes a step forward but I turn my back on him. I see him pause and his face drops, I see the sadness that he tried so hard to hide but he kept his composure, letting his stone facade return.

"I don't need your help, I'll find it myself." My voice was clipped with annoyance as I walked away. I walked around the mansion almost getting lost looking for the door to the basement that I found was right near the kitchen. I disappeared into it and stopped to take a breath once I got to the top step. Kingsley's presence alone made me weak. Then I had to think about everything he just told me about my friends. My heart was pounding and my mind was racing as the flashbacks kept coming. The day Taylor picked werewolves to be her and Grace's project was no coincidence. She chose werewolves because they are wolves. Of course she would pick a subject she knew most about. I was discovering that so many things about my friends that didn't make sense before suddenly fell into place now. It all...made sense now.

I sighed while slowly walking down to the basement, Which didn't look like a basement at all. In fact it looked as if I just walked into an underground hospital. There were white walls and floors followed by nurses and doctors swarming the hallways. It was huge down here. I couldn't imagine this mansion being any bigger then this but it continued to surprise me.

"Can I help you?" A smiling nurse in blue scrubs and glasses stopped walking when she notices me standing right in the middle of the hall. Her name tag said Heather in black letters. "Yes. Can you show me where two girls named Taylor and Grace are?"
I looked at her nervously when I realized I had no idea Taylor and Grace's last names, I wondered if those were even their real names considering everything else. "Down that hall right there, room D on the left." She pointed in the opposite direction of the busy hallway.

I began walking away while nodding. "Thank you."

"Your very welcome Luna." Her voice reaches my ears as I stop dead in my tracks to turn around and look at her but she was already speed walking down the hall getting back to her job. I almost forgot that I was an entire different person here. I was the Luna. Mated to Kingsley makes me kind of a leader here of some sort. Chills ran through my body thinking of how weird it felt being called that name.

Once I reached room D I slowly opened the door hearing beeping noise and the low mummers of a tv. Taylor and Grace were both on separate beds sound asleep, the only thing separating their beds was a white curtain. My eyes scanned between them staring at their faces. They both wore white gowns that were sticking out of the blanket and there hair was spread on the pillows. I felt a tug in my heart thinking of all the things I've been through with them, I couldn't believe Kingsley actually set this all up. My mind was boggled, this felt like a big fat slap upside my head. Knowing my love for them was so real and genuine and questioning their love for me hurt my heart so bad. I hugged my body while my eyes focused back and forth between them, I felt like I was cursed. The bad things just wouldn't stop coming at me. Every time I dared to be happy the universe just shakes its head, knowing what I'm in for.

"Hi I'm Dr. Jeffries." I almost jumped out of my skin as a man stood up. I didn't even notice he was sitting near Grace's bed until he stood. I was lost in my head. He smiles while walking up to me.

"So sorry that I frightened you Luna." He clasp his hands together sort of bowing to me. "It's okay."
I breathed while my eyes kept darting to the girls beds. I didn't want to take my eyes away from them. The doctor was supervising them and that didn't look good- well mostly Grace. My eyes trail back to the doctor who was wearing black pants with a long white lab coat. His hair was white and he had a gentle smile. He looked like an 80 year old Santa clause to me.

"Your other friend over there, Taylor is it?" He points behind himself and I hurry with a quick yes anticipating what he is going to say next.

"She's doing great, She'll wake in a few hours good as new. But this one..." He shifts to look at Grace.
"Her name is Grace." I pulled at my fingers while watching him watch her. He nods at my correction and continues to stare at her.

"Grace might not live through this." He states.
I swore my heart dropped. My eyes continued to travel from him to her as I try to process.
"What you saw last night wasn't just any ordinary wolf. That was a rogue wolf. An evil breed of a wolf that doesn't belong to any pack and has poison running through its veins. Anytime a rogue wolf attacks and bites into a normal wolf deep enough it can inject the wolf with that same poison. It's up to the wolf to take a safe transition into a rogue or ...meet death." He gently mumbles the last part while turning towards me. I Began breathing very hard. "It's up to the wolf's immune system and the body type of the wolf. I can tell just by looking at Grace that she is tiny, fragile, she definitely doesn't have the body of a person who I've seen take this route easily. This transformation will be very painful or just simply deathly." He finishes and crosses his arms while standing next to me.

The only sounds now were the beeping of the monitors hooked up to my friends and the tv in the background. All I could hear was my heart beating and my heavy breathing. Even though I felt so betrayed, lied to and disappointed I still would need Grace to live through this. A tear tread down my cheek thinking of how her life was over. She was either going to die or live as a monster. There was no in between here, she was done for.

"I am so sorry to have to give this unfortunate news my Luna." The doctor looks at me sympathetically.
"Our Alpha has told me all about your friendship with the girls and how you care so deeply for your friends. I wish there was more I could do." He shakes his heads and uses his fingers to hold his temples as he closes his eyes. "I'd give it until midnight tonight to know Grace's fate, rather she will live as a rogue, or die a noble wolf." He ends it there and walks out of the room leaving me to silently cry in front of Grace's bed.

This was a nightmare. No matter how good things always seem to get, something bad always happened. Im not talking minor inconveniences, I'm talking about extremely depressing deathly circumstances always find there way in my lap. Heartbreaking events always followed me, I couldn't ever catch a break, I felt like I was destined for all bad things.

I couldn't help but think if Kingsley never ordered Eleanor to call me, we would be back in America and none of this would have happened. I still didn't know why Kingsley wanted me here.

Even if Grace was faking our friendship she was the sweetest person ever to me and she did not deserve to die. All of this, every single thing that happened to them was because of me.

This was all my fault.

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