Chapter Eighty four
Oregon
That evening, I called the elders to a meeting. They gathered in the conference hall immediately,with my beta, Stephen, by my side. After they were all seated, I took a moment to collect mythoughts before addressing them.
"Thank you all for coming," I said, and they responded in unison.
"I have called this meeting because there is something important I need to share with you," I said ina soft but firm voice, taking in the room full of expectant faces.
"Actually, let me rephrase that. It's not just something to share, but something to confess," Icontinued, shifting my gaze to Stephen, who looked bewildered.
He was silently urging me to reconsider, questioning my actions
"Actually, I have found my mate. I've known her for a very long time, and I've been in love with herall along," I revealed, causing murmurs and exchanged glances among the elders.
I waited for the noise to die down before continuing. "The reason I didn't tell anyone earlier wasbecause I believed it was too late, as everyone already knew her as my breeder."
"What!" the elders exclaimed.
One of them stood up, trying to compose himself. "What do you mean by breeder? Are you referringto that girl named Vivian?" he asked, and I nodded.
Everyone gasped, their faces displaying shock and disbelief.
"That wasn't the only reason, though. I was also ashamed of her," I admitted, lowering my gaze andtrying to steady my voice.
"Why were you
ashamed of her? What happened? Is she an outcast or an offender?" one of the elders inquired.
"King Oregon," Stephen's voice echoed through our mind link. "You don't have to say anything."
I glanced at him and shook my head slightly, disagreeing with his suggestion. He sighed andnodded before looking away.
"So, why were you ashamed of her? What happened?" the curious elders pressed.
"She is a mere, weak omega. She doesn't have a wolf, which made me question why the moongoddess chose her for me. I felt humiliated that a Lycan King like myself ended up with someone sopowerless as my mate. That's why I felt ashamed," I explained, and they all nodded in agreement.
"But I'm not finished," I declared, and silence fell over the room. They looked at me, waiting for whatI had to say next.
"I knew Vivian before she arrived in this pack," I revealed, capturing their full attention.
"I... I met her in the Silvermoon pack," I began. "That night, we attended a party together, and weended up sleeping together. That's how she became pregnant with my children. Yes, she is carrying
twins."
"What? Does that mean she was promiscuous back then?" an elder asked angrily. "This isoutrageous! What the hell!"
"No," I whispered, letting out a deep sigh. "She isn't promiscuous. We were both intoxicated andunaware of our actions."
I had to lie because I didn't want to delve into a longer, more complicated story that would soundlike a lie. There was a few minutes of silence, and the elders assumed I had finished.
One elder at the other end of the room coughed slightly, capturing everyone's attention.
"It seems you have said all you needed to say. Is there anything else?" he asked, and I looked atStephen, whose eyebrows were furrowed. His eyes were fixed on me, filled with curiosity.
"I don't want to be with Vivian anymore. In fact, I have rejected the bond, and I want her to acceptthe rejection. If she chooses not to, that's her decision. Furthermore, she will be leaving this pack. Iwill send her back to where she came from," I declared, sparking a flurry of conversation among theelders.
"But what about the children?" they asked.
I swallowed hard, praying that my voice wouldn't tremble, as my lips quivered. My eyes stung, as iftears were welling up.
"I don't want the children either. She will give birth to them in her own pack and take care of themthere," I whispered.novelbin
"What?" they gasped in shock.
"But why? What happened between you and Vivian to warrant such a decision? You don't evenwant your own children? This is deeply unsettling. What's the problem?" The elders bombarded mewith questions.
I growled, slamming my hands against the table. "Enough!" I yelled, standing up and pantingheavily.
"I won't entertain any more questions. I have said all I needed to say. I will take my leave now. Goodday," I declared, and walked out.
Stephen hurriedly stood up and followed me. "Oregon!" he called.
"Later, Stephen. We can talk later," I replied without turning to look at him. I briskly walked away.
***
Damien lay on his bed, deep in thought. Vivian's pained expression kept playing over and over inhis mind. He felt a growing sense of unease in the pit of his stomach.
"I hope she's okay," he whispered. "I just want her to be happy."
Suddenly, his heart began to race. He placed a hand on his chest, wondering what was causing thisstrange reaction. Why was his heart beating so fast?
Just as he thought that, a quiet voice from within responded, "You're falling in love."
Damien furrowed his brow, confused by this strange intuition. "What do you mean by that?" heasked the voice.
"It's simple," the voice replied. "You've developed strong feelings for Vivian, and they've grown intosomething you can't ignore."
"What?" Damien whispered, his mind reeling. Could it really be true? Could he have fallen in lovewith this woman?