<h4>Chapter 516: 516-Giving Him Attitude</h4>


    <strong>Fauna:</strong>


    "What is this disrespect? You epted my daughter without my permission?" my father shouted.


    By then, it was already toote. Not just because Haiden had epted me, but because I had heard everything.


    He had note to save me. He hade to reject me.


    That realization numbed my mind.


    "You do not get to decide what I do," Haiden replied sharply.


    Ian stepped closer and stood beside me.


    "Are you okay?" he asked gently.


    I nodded, even though I was not okay at all. My body was bruised, and my heart was shattered.


    "It is all right now. No one will hurt you," the Headmaster said as he stood beside his son.


    "Oh really? Then leave. I do not want to see your faces right now," my father shouted loudly enough to make my body tremble.


    But I noticed something. My father’s shouting rarely affected other men. He could only unleash his anger on me, my sister, and my mother. It never worked the same way on men.


    "We are not here to stay," Haiden said calmly. "But remember this. I wille back. This is only the beginning. I will take my pack back from you."


    As soon as he said that, he stepped toward me and took my hand.


    "Let’s go," he told Ian and the Headmaster.


    My eyes remained fixed on my mother and my sister. I knew I had to leave.


    They could not leave with me. Taking the Alpha’s wife or daughter without his permission would have been considered a grave offense.


    But Haiden had just dered he would return for the crown. That meant my father would not be able to hold them hostage for long.


    My body suddenly weakened. Haiden caught me quickly and pulled me into his arms to support me.


    After everything I had endured that night, the moment I realized I could finally let go, my body gave in. I cked out.


    When I woke up again, I was in a car. It felt like they had been driving for a long time and had stopped for a break.


    "Fauna, are you okay?" Ian asked. He was the first to notice I was awake. He was standing outside the car.


    It looked like they had been eating. Maybe it was their break time.


    As soon as he spoke, everyone looked into the car.


    I slowly stepped out.


    The moment I saw Haiden, he looked away.


    I understood then. He had not epted me willingly. He had simply had no other choice.


    "Are you feeling better?" the Headmaster asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.


    "Yes. I am feeling much better," I replied politely.


    Then Haiden turned toward me as if he wanted to say something. He looked like he was preparing himself to ask a question.


    But I cut him off and turned to Ian instead.


    "Has Clementine been found yet?" I asked,pletely ignoring Haiden.


    "No, not yet. We are still looking for her. Hopefully we will find her soon," Ian replied in a broken voice.


    "You tell me. You said you could somehow find out Nook’s address," Haiden stepped in front of me suddenly, trying to speak to me directly.


    I turned toward him for a second, then turned away again. I looked back at Ian instead.


    "So tell me what you want. I will help youpletely," I said to Ian, ignoring Haiden.


    I saw the way Haiden started staring at me. He ced his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes, as if waiting for me to give him attention.


    "I know the man who has the records ising back today. I also know which road he will be using," I said calmly.


    As soon as I shared that information, I saw relief and excitement sh across their faces.


    "That is good. Then we head there," Haiden said, pping his hands once in excitement.


    I turned my face away from him again.


    The Headmaster and Ian seemed to notice. I saw them exchange a look, silentlymunicating about Haiden.


    I did not know why Haiden suddenly wanted to talk to me. Maybe he wanted to y the hero by finding Clementine.


    At that point, I did not care anymore.


    It was not that I hadpletely erased him from my heart, but my heart had shattered the moment I learned he hade to reject me.


    Before that, I had convinced myself that he rejected me out of anger, that he was only denying whatever feelings he had for me.


    But when I found out he had trulye to reject me, I realized how foolish I had been.


    He had never felt anything for me. Even now, I was nothing more than a burden forced onto him.


    "Fine, but before that, Fauna will have to transition. Her wounds are serious," Ian said, pointing toward me.


    "Then I will take her into the woods. We will transition and meet you back on the road shortly," Haiden replied quickly, stepping forward as if expecting me to follow him.


    "I will go with the Headmaster," I said firmly. "I have never worked with him before. I think he will guide me better through the pain. My wounds are deep, and I will need patience during the transition."


    I did not look at Haiden once as I declined his offer and chose the Headmaster instead.


    "Wait a minute. I think since she is my wife, I should be the one going with her," Haiden said, his voice edged with anger.


    I turned toward him slowly and met his eyes with a challenging look.


    "I do not think this is the right time to discuss what I am to you or what I am not," I replied evenly.


    "And whatever mark we carry does not need to be taken seriously right now." I paused.


    "With that being said, I do not want to waste time. We do not know what condition Clementine is in. If we dy any longer, that man will pass that road, and after that, I will not be able to help."


    I answered him harshly.


    Haiden nced at Ian, almost as if asking for support, then looked at the Headmaster.


    "She is right," the Headmaster said calmly. "It is her choice who she wants beside her during the transition."


    There was a faint frown on Haiden’s face when he heard that.


    I knew he was being challenged, perhaps even mocked by the situation.


    But it did not matter to me.


    If he felt irritated, it was justified.