《His Betrayal》Chapter(29)
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Annabelle
Ellie was obviously tortured. She flinched or jumped at the littlest noises. It brought tears to my eyes because she was only a little girl, a child. That angered me. Whoever had the nerve to tarnish such a pure soul, had a dark past, present, and future. The sorrow that filled her eyes was because of great loss. She didn't deserve what she got. We were still in the living room and Ellie was looking at me fondly with what I believed was hope shining in her eyes. I mind linked Travis, Logan's dad. My pack, Colton's and I's, was able to mind link them since we joined their pack.
"Can I take her to get cleaned up?" He looked shocked that I was speaking directly to him,but nodded.
"When your done come back down here. We still need to discuss some things." I nodded.
I stood up and lent out my hand to Ellie. She took my hand and clutched her teddy bear.
"Where going to get you cleaned up okay?" I told her softly. She nodded.
I took her into my room. She was tiny and probably around the age of ten. I went through my drawers. I found a t-shirt with a bunny on it. I grabbed the matching pajama bottoms. She was sitting on my bed and watching me, I smiled.
"I'll be right back, Okay?" She nodded.
I walked into the hall and opened one of the cabinets. I pulled out a towel and some extra clothes that would fit her. When I walked back into my room I saw her playing with her teddy bear. I couldn't imagine everything she went through. I was leaning on my door just watching her with a small smile on my face. She took notice of me and when she noticed me holding clothes for her she smiled timidly.
"Would you like to take a bath?" She nodded.
I walked into the bathroom and looked through the cabinets under my sink. I pulled out some body wash. I started the water and turned the nob on warm. I squeezed the soap bottle under the running water and bubbles started to form. I folded her towel on the edge of the tub and put her clothes on the toilet. I went back under the cabinet and grabbed some rubber ducks that she could play with. Kristy got me these awhile ago when she went on a trip to Bath and Body works. I loved that store my favorite scent was sweet pea. I put the cute yellow ducks in the water and they floated over the bubbles. I turned the water jets on low to help keep the bubbles going. I walked back out into my room. She was laying on my carpet just looking at her teddy bear with her head on her crossed arms, deep in thought.
"Your bubble bath is ready." She looked up and smiled. It was small, but still a smile.
She walked inside and put her teddy bear on the counter. I examined the teddy bear closely, it looked familiar. Then it hit me, I have the exact same one. It's in better condition off course, but the same one. I asked if she needed any help. She shook her head. I closed the bathroom door with one last smile, then headed to my closet. I looked through my clothes, I pushed some clothes that were hanging to the side, it revealed some nick naks and my teddy bear that looked like Ellie's. I never really used it anymore and it just sits here, so I thought, 'hey why not give it away?' About ten minutes later, Ellie came out of the bathroom she was wearing the pj's I picked out for her. They were slightly baggy but still fit her. She was holding the raggy clothes she came in. I took the clothes and put them in my dirty hamper. I was holding the teddy bear behind my back.
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"Okay, I found something that I think you will like." I pulled the teddy bear out from behind my back and she gasped.
"Do you want this one instead of the other one?" She nodded eagerly with a smile on her face. I gave it to her and she hugged it. I smiled, at least she could be happy here. I went into the bathroom and got the old teddy bear. I put it in my bathroom trashcan, and went over to the tub. I drained the water, turned off the jets, and rinsed the tub. On my way out I grabbed a small pink brush and a scrunchy. I turned the lights off and closed the door. Ellie was sitting on my bed playing with her new teddy bear.
"Do you want me to braid your hair?" She nodded.
While she played with her teddy bear, I took out the tangles and small knots. I made a braid and tied the scrunchy. When I was done I went and put the brush on my dresser.
"Come on, we have to go back downstairs. Plus it's getting close to dinner, and i'm sure your hungry." She hopped off the bed and took my hand, her other holding her teddy bear.
We walked down the stairs and found most of the pack gone, besides Logan,Avalon, Kristy, Fawn, Travis, and Colton. Fawn was in the kitchen starting on dinner and Logan, Travis, and Colton where deep in conversation. Kristy and Avalon were the first to notice our appearance.
"Wow, Annabelle. She looks great." Kristy said.
Everyone turned and saw Ellie. She wasn't used to all the attention, so she turned into my side. I put an arm around her protectively, I felt something surge through me. I needed to protect her. She wouldn't go through what she did again. I felt Isabelle making an appearance through my eyes, wanting to know what's going on. She felt the need to protect Ellie as much as I did. Isabelle voiced my question through my mouth, that I've been thinking for quite some time.
"What happened to her?" Ellie wrapped her tiny arms around my waist and buried her head in my side. Travis was the first to answer my question. Everyone else was staring at my eyes, I knew they were probably silver.
"We found her in the woods, while some of the men were on patrol. According to the pack doctor she was malnourished and dehydrated."
I nodded my head. I looked down at Ellie, she looked back up at me, I smiled reassuringly. She rested her head back on my side. When i looked back up, everyone was looking at us in awe.
"She's incredibly attached to you." Travis said.
"Yeah I guess." Travis looked deep in thought.
"This is going to complicate some things." Travis muttered.
I furrowed my eyebrows confused. "What do you mean?"
"We'll have to see if we can get another invitation to the ball for her, unless I have her join our pack."
"What ball?" I asked again confused.
"It's a ball, the King and Queen have every year in honour of their lost daughter, on her birthday."
"Oh. Well why can't she join our pack then?" I asked.
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"She's young and doesn't have any parents someone needs too look after her, and i can't find anyone on such short notice." My eyes widened.
"I'll do it." I said automatically. Ellie looked up at me with that same hope in her eyes. "If you want." I added while looking at her. She smiled a toothy grin. "I'll take that as a yes." She nodded.
"Annabelle your still seventeen. Until you turn eigh teen you can't be her legal guardian." Me and Isabelle growled slightly.
"She's mine." Isabelle said inside my head.
"I'll be turning eight teen in a couple days. Can't we just take care of her till' then. After I turn eight teen I'll become her legal guardian." Travis thought it over, then a disgruntled look came over his face.
"Annabelle when exactly is your birthday?"
"This upcoming Thursday?"
"The nine tenth of September?" Travis asked. Everyone was listening in silence, you could hear a pin drop.
"Yes." Travis looked like he was solving a puzzle in deep concentration. The the wrinkles in his for head went away and he breathed a deep sigh. His eyes were focused solely on me.
"That's the day of the King and Queen's ball."
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I laughed evilly as I held the blanket with the royal crest. Ahhhhh Annabelle, stupid girl. Yes, I'm the one that took her. I took her from her precious parents.
*17 years ago*
I was watching from up in a tree. The King and Queen as they said goodnight to their little girl. She was sleeping peacefully in her little crib, not for long. I watched as they left her room. I've been planing this for years. The window was unlocked. I have been sneaking in and out of the castle for a very long time. The moment they closed her door, I slid over and opened her window quietly. It was handy having all the extra werewolf abilities, except being able to shift, I thought bitterly. Soon, I will be able to get my wolf back, very soon. I grabbed the sleeping baby, and made my escape, in my hassle I knocked over a vase. Oh well, this will be their last glimpse of their green eyed daughter and brown beauty. The guards immediately rushed in the King and Queen behind. I saw the Queens shocked eyes as she took in my face. Her beauty was still the same, my love, her beautiful brown curls like her daughter. Her sweet chocolate brown eyes and angelic face. The Kings eyes were ablaze in fury, alas they were the same color as his daughters. She could've been so much prettier is she was mine instead of his. With one last evil smile I stole their daughter. I landed on the ground with a thump, guards immediately came after me, I used the secret escape route and fled the castle. I ripped the royal crest off the blanket to avoid suspicions. Then brought the baby to the family i've been watching, she will grow up happy here. Even though they arn't her real parents. I chuckled evilly. The family here looks similar and has some of the same feature the girl will have later. She won't suspect they arn't her blood. They will only know, it's up to them to tell her. I knocked on the door to the house this family was staying at, I put the princess on the floor by the door, I turned and hid behind some bushes. A woman came to the door, the princess started to cry, the woman looked down and gasped. She picked up the baby and coo'd to it, it fell back to sleep. My plan would work she would grow up with the McKingsley's even though she isn't one of them by blood.
The Queen
I sat in the rocking chair in my daughter's old bedroom. Her birthday was in a couple of days, my baby. Silent tears streamed down my cheeks. When will my baby come back to me. It's been seventeen years since that night, I recognized him, Larson. He was responsible for taking her away from me, I should've let Charles kill him when we had the chance 20 years ago. I was young when I met Larson, we fell in love. He wasn't able to shift into a wolf like I was, but he still loved me, he knew about werewolves. After a year, he was going to propose to me, that night I found my mate. Charles, he was the Prince. We had been walking in front of the castle, that's where Larson was going to propose to me, Charles came walking out of the gates. That's when I caught his scent, we made eye contact and that's when we realized we were mates. I automatically fell in love with Charles, by the time I remembered about Larson, it was already to late he had a deep hatred burning in his eyes and that's when I knew he'd never be the same. Me and Charles got married and gave birth to first a son, then a beautiful baby girl. Bryce and Annabelle. Bryce was inseparable from his sister, he loved her so much, and the night she was taken he took it the hardest. Ever since he hasn't been able to smile. Bryce is nineteen and hasn't found his mate yet. Every year when her birthday comes around he locks himself in his room. Our family has been in tatters ever since, for the past seven teen years. Charles soaks himself with work every time September comes around and I mourn and cry silently in my daughters room. I sighed as more tears leaked. When will my daughter come back to me.
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