Chapter 325 Pure Hatred 

Giselle’s p.o.v. 

I have a lot of fun with Forrest, he doesn’t really like the attention he gets and he always wonders why someone is nice to him. 

“Next time, you might need to be a little tricky. If you want to know if someone is nice to you for you or your tittle, you take them to the Palace and head to the kitchen.” I say to Forrest, while I wink at him without the others seeing it. 

“Why would I wanna do that?” Forrest asks me with a straight face. 

“To show them that you have to earn your keep.” I answer him and I can hear a few gasps around us. 

“How am I to earn my keep?” Forrest ask in a serious voice, but I can see the twinkle in his eyes. 

that 

“Dishes, scrubbing the floors, doing laundry. Those are a few of the things you could use, but make sure 

inform the Servants of your plans. Otherwise it might not work and you really need to make sure that those that end up in the private wing are trustworthy.” I answer. 

you 

Forrest is nodding his head, it looks to the others as if he is really considering my advice and for a few moments we are both quiet. 

“I will talk to the Servants in the morning, Sidney might be able to help me to think of a few more chores. It will at least make it easier to see who wants to spend time with me and not my title. Forrest responds. 

“Forrest.” I hear King Damon call out and we both turn our heads to look at him. 

“What?” We both ask at the same time and we snap our heads towards the other, our mouth wide open. 

“You can’t do that, Forrest. It isn’t nice to make people think you have to earn your keep, you can not fake. who you are.” King Damon states. 

“But it is okay if others fake their interest in Forrest, just to get into the Palace or to make themselves seem important by association?” I ask King Damon. 

He opens his mouth to respond, but closes it almost immediately and he keeps repeating it a few more times. Making both me and Forrest laugh, he looks like a fish on dry land. 

“King Damon, I was just pulling your chains. Forrest knows how to read between the lines, otherwise the Palace had been filled with his so–called friends at the moment. I just wanted to see if Forrest could play along, it will be useful for him in the future.” I say. 

It is the truth, if Forrest can play along with a straight face and not give away how he is truly feeling, he will never get blind sided by a fake friendship. 

It was always obvious to me, if someone wasn’t sincere and I always stayed far away from them. Not that I always realized that they were faking it, but somehow my instincts told me to stay clear of them and it has saved me from Elias. 

I wonder what I did to tip off Alpha Alexander about the color of my fur, I thought we had always been careful and that we had been able to keep it a secret. 

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Finished 

Grayson was scared to get his ass kicked by me. We all believed that he had fallen for the excuse, but apparently it hadn’t fooled him. 

“King Damon, can I have a look at the files that Morgan recovered from Onyx Star Pack? I would like to know what gave it away to Alpha Alexander that I could be a special Wolf.” I ask. 

“He saw you at training, you were in the group of twelve to fourteen year olds. You were sparring with your instructor, if I have read the file correctly and you kicked the guy’s ass. He got reports on all the trainees, but yours was the only one he kept in his private office 

He found evidence that supported his theory, journals of two different Alphas that had a special Wolf as their Mate. Both females excelled in fighting skills, long before their Wolves showed up and both had a white Wolf.” Morgan says and I think back to the training sessions I had back then. 

I don’t remember kicking my instructor’s ass at any occasion, I always restrained myself from showing others that I was stronger than them. Especially around those that had no Wolf or Lycan, but also around. others and I don’t remember ever losing that restraint. 

“Dad, do you know what Morgan might be talking about?” I ask him, but the look on his face tells me that he is as baffled as I am. 

“I don’t remember anything like that ever happening, I always watched Giselle train and as you understand with good reason. She never even went full force against me, even if I told her that she could.” Dad says. 

Morgan doesn’t hesitate to walk out the door, grabbing my arm on the way out and no one follows us out the door. 

“Morgan, slow down. What are we going to do?” I ask Morgan, as she drags me behind her down the stairs 

“The dungeons, you are going to ask that Asshole when he saw you fight. I will be out of sight, I will see if I can catch any of his thoughts and see if that can give us an answer.” Morgan says, but she hasn’t slowed down a bit. 

She opens the door that leads to the dungeons and she keeps dragging me along down the stairs, the stench of blood getting stronger the further down the stairs we go. 

“Bring her to Alpha Alexander, she needs to ask him a question.” Morgan says to the Warrior, he apparently understands the drill and escorts me down the corridor past a few other cells. 

He stops in front of a cell to my right and I see Alpha Alexander sitting on a mattress with his back against the wall, he growls the moment he looks at me. 

“What the fuck are you doing here, Bitch?” He growls again. 

“I read the files from your office, but something didn’t make sense. I never kicked the asses of any instructors, so why did you put that down as to why you suspected I was a white Wolf?” I ask him. 

of my 

His head snaps up to look at me and I see pure hatred in his eyes.