Alpha Of Darkness And The Half-Breed Healer

AUTHOR’S POV

Gemma giggled to herself as she made her way into the house. The plan worked beyond her expectations. She didn’t think Gael would fall back into her arms so quickly. It goes to show how fickle his love for Nia must have been. She was probably just a new flame that wouldn’t have taken long for it to burn out. But then, he had the intention of proposing to her. At first, Gemma had been worried that he might be lenient with Nia when he saw her in bed with Zac because of how crazy in love he seemed to be with her. It made her so happy that Gael was returning to his usual self.

All through last night, she couldn’t get a wink of sleep due to how excited she was. She would have chosen to wait out her visit to Gael, but then she heard about his furious burning of Nia’s greenhouse. That was her cue to strike the rod when it was still very well hot. Humming a tune to herself, she hopped into the house. Gemma halted in her steps abruptly when Ezra stood in her way with a strange look in his eyes.

“What is it?” She queried.

“You tell me,” Ezra growled. “I see you have finally gotten what you wanted. Your pitiful self is back with a man who considers you as nothing short of a playfield for him. There is no use trying to feel sorry for you. You obviously will end up in ruin.”

Gemma flared her nose. “What are you talking about, and what gives you the audacity to talk to me like that.”

He kissed his teeth, feeling his hands itch at the urge to strangle his cousin. It had taken him so much repeated patience mantra to get his acts together and not attack her. “I know about the night spice you drugged Nia with. It’s fine if you want Gael back so bad. Did you have to risk Nia’s life too? How far can you go to get what you want? Your parents raised you better, but you lack the basic requirements for a better person.”

Gemma bites down on her lips. She had wanted to deny knowing about it at first, but judging by his reaction, Gemma could tell he must have gone to Gael to report her, and he didn’t believe him. If anything, she knows that Ezra wouldn’t see the truth and come to her first. Also, he had his head bandaged. He probably engaged in a scuffle with Gael and got beat.

“Since you know, what will you do?” She questioned with amusement in her eyes. “you have no evidence to prove that I had a hand in it. Gael doesn’t believe your cock-and-bull story. What were you expecting? Do you think I was going to sit back and watch that good-for-nothing tramp take away the one I have sacrificed my young age for? You have got to be kidding me. You all are stupid to think that of me. I am Gemma, and nobody else is like me. I will forever get what I want, either by hook or crook. So you had better get that straight in your empty skull. And if you must know.”

She drawled, caressing her exposed chest. “I just had a long, hot fuck with Gael. I made him feel so good with my consolation that he went straight to bed. My handsome baby needs me now more than ever, and I will always be there for him. As for you and Nia, go fuck yourself. And I hope she dies wherever she finds herself. That is what she gets for thinking too good of herself.”

Ezra gritted in anger and grabbed her forcefully by the arm. Ezekiel, who had been listening in on the conversation from the stairs, cautioned him. “Let her go right this minute, Ezra!”

Gemma mocked him with her eyes. “Yeah, let me go. You won’t be able to do anything even if you try so hard. So get your filthy hands off me.” She sneered, yanking her arm from his grip.

Ezra ruffled his hair, feeling frustration creep up his neck. He held his uncle’s gaze for a brief second before storming out of the house. Gemma cackled loudly and flipped her hair. She felt victorious. Smiling lightly at her father, she made her way up the stairs.

“What exactly is it that you want with Gael so bad?” Ezekiel asked calmly with his hands folded to the back. He had heard everything and how Gemma shamefully boasted about what she did to the healer and her escapade with Gael. It made him feel ashamed to even talk to her.

She halted in her tracks and turned to look at him. “A dream come true. I dared to reach for something your cowardly self couldn’t dream of having. Watch me closely as I become the Luna of the Sunset pack. It’s either me or nobody else.”

He huffed in sadness, feeling his hands shake. “You are such a waste of sperm and eggs. I knew you wouldn’t be a useful child. But I hoped ceaselessly that the goddess would be kind enough to pity your mother, who went through a hard time to get pregnant with you. We tried to give you as much love as we could offer. Still, your sorry self had to choose the path to distraction. Listen, I’m not concerned with whatever you do with yourself. This stupid dream of yours will be nothing when Gael realizes that you fooled him.”

“He would never find out!” She gritted, glaring hard at her father.

“If you say so. Just keep these words of mine in mind for the sake of curiosity and wanting to know how this life of yours will end. I will let you live under my roof. But be sure to note that when things go south for you, you do not have a home here. I would rather live childless than be forced to live the rest of my life with the sorry case of a child like you. Mark today’s date and be expecting your day of doom.”

She chewed on her tongue in a bid to keep the tears away. Gemma didn’t want to break down in front of him. “I have always known you hated me. You wish that I was a male. It’s such a shame that I came as myself and wanted something different from the life you chose for yourself. Who needs your house anyway when I can live in the pack house? I promise you when I become the Luna. I will have this house demolished, and you will live on the streets with your proud ass!”

Ezekiel snickered, “We would see how that works out. Until then.” He mused, walking past her.

She stomped as she watched her father’s receding. Gemma let out an ear-piercing scream.