The Rejected Luna Queen

Aurora's POV

The sweet aroma of the meal I had just finished preparing for Dylan coursed through my nose, and made its way to my brain, sending a signal that I was on the right track. Yet, I didn't want to believe it. I had to know for myself what exactly I had just done.

I grabbed a small spoon, with which I took a bit of the meal to taste and just like it looked and smelled, it tasted nice. Had it not been that I wanted to give everything to Dylan to show him how special he was to me, I'd have taken a bit of it for myself. Self-control wasn't as easy as I used to think it was; especially when it had to do with a beautiful delicacy.

I took out a fanciful flask and with the cooking spoon, I put the food inside the flask and packaged it in a brightly coloured yellow leather bag. Then, I put a stainless spoon inside the bag and took off from the kitchen to find Dylan so I could present to him the delicious meal that I had specially prepared for him.

I sauntered around the Castle, as I tried to locate the exact room that was his. I had been there a few times but I always had a little difficulty navigating my way to his room. I didn't have to walk for long before I found it. I got some help on the way.

The help came in no other form but Dylan's voice. As I got to a room, I heard him say a few words inside and I knew I was at the right place; right in front of his door.

It wasn't just his voice that I heard. It seemed to me that he was in some kind of a meeting so I drew closer to the door to hear more clearly what was going on inside the room.

As I got there, I noticed that there was someone else inside talking to Dylan with a voice that I couldn't recognize. I tried to see if there was a hole or a little space by the side through which I could see what was going on inside but there was none. So I resigned to eavesdropping from where I stood.

What got to me most was that it wasn't just a conversation, it was a very heated one and tempers seemed to be on the rise. I looked down to see what I had in my hands and wondered if it was going to be right to knock and hand the food over to him.

It wasn't. I was so sure of that. If there was ever an inappropriate time to meet Dylan, that was it. He was so busy and besides, he also wasn't alone and I wondered what the result could have been if I tried to walk inside the room that instant.

Having someone around meant that we were not going to be alone to enjoy the moment. There was no way I would have been able to tell him that I prepared the meal myself and that was the essence of the whole plan. Of what use would it have been to let him have the food if he wasn't going to know it was made by me?

None at all.

I also didn't want to hear my name fly around for the wrong reasons. The walls and ears; so did whoever it was, that was with Dylan. Showing up there was likely to bring up gossip about a maid who was caught personally serving one of the king's sons. I wasn't ready for such drama.

Just as I turned to leave, I heard something that sounded like Alpha Bane's name and I suddenly stopped. Rose kicked out inside me; a sign that there was a problem somehow. "You should go back and find out what's going on," she urged, as I went back to eavesdrop some more.

At first, I was reluctant. It wasn't ideal to poke my nose in the affairs of someone else and I was well aware of the consequences of being caught. But Rose was quite persuasive as she didn't let me have any peace of mind. So I heeded her plea and returned to my former position, just behind the door.

"I hate that idiot!" Dylan screamed aloud. "He thinks he's better than everyone, yet he's nothing but a stupid coward. I had him beaten in the first fight, only for him to quit. I'm going to get rid of him by all means. He, who has my birthright in his hands must be made to see his maker. "

I was stunned by those words. I had no idea that Dylan had such plans against his brother. He was defeated fair and square. I never knew that there was bad blood still lingering between the two.

"But he is your brother, your blood. Doesn't that mean anything to you, Dylan?" I heard the other person ask him but his mind was already made up.

"I don't care what he calls himself," Dylan continued. "All I know is that I need him out of the way and I'm going to make sure of that. On the eve of the next werewolf market day, I'll carry out my plan."

"In two days?"

"Yes, that'll be the perfect day to get the revenge that I've so craved for such a long time. I have to take back the throne which he stole from me without shame. I must retrieve what rightfully belongs to me. Life has never been known for giving things to people who think they deserve them. With life, it's always a matter of who wants it more. If it's yours, you have to prove it by going after it and possessing it. That's exactly what I intend to do. I am going to be the new Alpha. I will take back my Park!"

Suddenly, as I inadvertently moved the hand with which I held the bag containing the food, the spoon hit the flask and made a noise and Dylan immediately stopped talking. They must've heard the noise and I was certain that he'd come for the door in no time.noveldrama

With so much fear creeping into me and finding its way around my body, forcing me to tremble and panic uncontrollably, I quickly fled as stealthily as I could, from the corridor of the room, cursing the spoon as I ran.

Dylan's POV

As I spoke to my best friend concerning my plan to destroy Bane, my so-called brother, I heard the sound of metal just outside of my room and I immediately stopped talking.

"Did you hear something?" I asked my friend and he nodded.

"Someone must have been listening to our conversations so far, man. We have to see who it is and deal with the person very quickly to avoid being exposed."

I stretched out my hand toward him, urging him to stay put while I went across to

the door to see who it was that was listening to our conversation.

On getting to the door, I quickly opened it and brought my head out, hoping to catch the person unawares but I was met with no one. I looked to the right and the left but to my surprise and relief, there was no one around.

"There's nobody here, man," I said to my friend as I shut the door, and walked back to him so we could continue our discussion.

"What if there was someone there? What if he or she ran away immediately? You do know that this plan must not get to the ears of Alpha Bane or else, he'd be prepared for what is to come..."

"Don't you dare call him that around me," I angrily interrupted, so angry that he dared address Bane as the Alpha in my presence. "When you're with me, it's Bane. He's no Alpha as long as I'm concerned. Is that clear?"

"Yes. I'm sorry about that."

"Good. About your question, I don't think that anyone was there. However, if there was, I'd find out. I have my ways of doing that. What's more important to me is that I'm going to take that moron's life at that event. He wouldn't even know what hit him."

"And how do you intend to do that, if I may ask?"

"Very simple. Bane always loves the high places. He's too high-minded and that would be his downfall...literally. I plan to push him off a cliff on that day when he'd least expect it and I think I'd carry out that action myself. What do you think about it?"

"Well," he said to me, with a bit of scepticism in his voice. "I think it's a brilliant idea; one that requires a lot of work and accurate calculation as there can be no mistakes. It's not something we can't pull off. If you'd be needing my help, you know you can always count on me."

"You're looking at your next Alpha. Your services will not be forgotten, dear friend."