I sit on a sofa in one of the guest rooms with a pen and book in my hands and patiently wait for Margallo's arrival. It's morning and I could barely sleep last night. Elsie slept with me on my bed. She said she would feel safer as long as she stayed with me even if it meant her sleeping on the floor and I definitely couldn't have that.
How could I let Luna Elsie of the Kizmet Pack sleep on the floor? It's completely unimaginable. I'd thought about the audience with Margallo all night and I was surprised to receive a reply from her saying she was ready to have a word with me. So here I am, seated and waiting. To be honest, I'm currently a nervous wreck. I know how she can be and just how mean she can get. Will she be willing to listen to me? And even if she does, what is the guarantee that she will take my advice?
I won't be able to communicate with her properly and I can only wonder if she'll have the patience to at least hear me out. I wonder why she even agreed to have the audience with me? Could she really not be as bad as she'd been portraying herself to be? I'll just have to wait and see.
"Evelyn, calm down. You're already fidgeting and she's not even here yet. How do you expect to hold a conversation with her if you can't even compose yourself? She's just Margallo, a she wolf like us. Stop behaving like you're about to meet with some demon." Tara cautioned and I took a deep breath, she's right. I should brace myself up for this meeting and do away with my fear.
But how exactly did this fear of her come about? Well the answer isn't far fetched. Maybe it's because she's the reason why I almost lost my life and my child. I shake my head and take a deep breath, trying to chase away the negative thoughts. If I get angry right now, I may lose the only chance I have at saving Alpha Richard and the future of this pack as well.
I take another deep breath and barely a minute later, someone enters the room and I look up to see that it's Margallo. I tried to manage a small smile but she kept her signature poker face as she took a seat at the far opposite side of me.
This just won't do. How am I supposed to talk to her when we're so far apart and especially with no voice?
I drag myself up and walk to sit directly beside her. "Do you really have to be so close just to talk?" She suddenly questioned and I blinked, staring at her blankly. Has she forgotten that I'm mute? Or is this another one of her mean jokes?
"Focus. You can't let such small things distract you." Tara screamed at me and I instantly brought out my pen, writing everything I had in my heart on the book. I wrote the words piece by piece so I would pass them to Margallo little by little
It took a little while to write all I wanted to and Margallo grew impatient.
"Did you seriously just call me here just to waste my time?" She questioned and made to get up but I grabbed her hand, stopping her from leaving.
I glared at her and when she noticed the fierce determination in my eyes, she groaned and sat back down. I passed her the first note which read. "I was raped."
She read it, surprise and something resembling concern flashed through her eyes but it didn't last long though, she instantly turned it into a scowl.
"So how is this even my problem? Don't tell me you called me here just to talk about your problems." She replied rudely and having already been in contact with her many times, I had expected such an answer from her and thus I'd prepared an appropriate reply.
Margallo seems to be the kind of person that once hurt, locks their pain away and uses it as a reason for revenge. She pretends to be so evil and shuts everyone out so no one can help her but I guess she hasn't gotten to know me properly. I can be pretty persistent when I want to be and I know just how to deal with her.
I handed her the second note which read.
"I was abused by the Alpha of my pack every night for two years just because he assumed that I killed his father, he always came to the cellar where I slept and beat me up until I bled. He seemed to derive some kind of sadistic joy in seeing me in pain. I was hated on by everyone, my very own family, my friends, everyone and I was made to work as a slave. I went through hell, the physical scars couldn't compare to the emotional scars."
She read it and stared at me. She looked like she wanted to say something but suddenly stopped and chose to stay quiet instead.
"I thought that with the terrible treatment, I would eventually die before I turned 18 but I didn't, I lived, surviving many near death experiences despite the fact that I was already emotionally dead. The worst day of my life is the day I found my mate.
I had ruled out the thought of ever finding my mate, I was the pack's slave so who would ever want to accept me as their mate? It was glaringly obvious I would be rejected and I braced myself up for it. But no matter how prepared I was, I still couldn't handle the shock when I found out that my mate was none other than my abuser, the Alpha.
I knew he was going to reject me but he didn't, at least not instantly." She read the third note and I could see her barrier of hatred beginning to crumble. Her eyes couldn't hide the pity she felt. It had taken a lot for me to write those things down without breaking down, I had promised that I would stop crying and feeling pity for myself because I'm not that pitiful and scared little girl anymore. I'm much more, I've become stronger and I'll stand up for myself and protect the people I hold dear with everything I have even if it means reliving past memories.
I passed her the fourth note and she hesitated before accepting it from me. It read. "He beat me up with his belt just because I was his mate and as if that wasn't enough, he raped me mercilessly before rejecting me the very next day. I was so hurt and angry that I wanted nothing more than revenge but the truth was, he'd managed to break me. All those years of suffering quietly had made me weak. He banished me into the wilderness, not caring if I lived or died. I nearly died of hypothermia, I was found and saved by Ana. She was the first person to be nice to me in a long time and though I couldn't bring myself to trust her at first, she was patient with me and continuously showered me with so much love and care that I found myself trusting her despite having developed serious trust issues.
I met Elsie, Richard and Kayden there after and they took me into their home and made me a part of their family. I was the same girl who had been rejected and forsaken and to be honest, I never thought that there was any hope for me to ever find happiness but I did. They showed me what true happiness felt like." She glanced at it tentatively before staring at me again. She closed her eyes and opened them again and I could see the tears in them. It was working, I knew it would work. Only people who had gone through similar pain could understand each other.
I had never planned to demand her to stop or threaten or blackmail her into stopping her quest for revenge. I just wanted her to see that her situation wasn't the worst out there. I had gone through worse but here I am, finding happiness and living my life to the best I can. There might be people out there who are still suffering the kind of abuse and bondage I was, I just hope that they have the courage to break free and not just wait for a miracle to happen. Only they are in control of their lives, so they should live it to the fullest because in all honesty, life is too short to be spent in pain and regrets. This was the message I was trying to deliver to Margallo. At times, understanding is all it takes to settle a dispute and not necessarily force.
I handed the last note over to her and she took it with shaky hands.