Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 24
Shilah returned to her room after breakfast, feeling so tired and bored. Was she just going to stay indoors for the rest of the day? Not having anything to do at all?
Oh, goodness! It was going to be extremely boring for her; wouldn’t it?
She went over to the bright window and stood, gazing out to the busy place.
The palace was so busy, and it reminded Shilah of how great and plenty the Wind Walker pack were. Now, she couldn’t believe she was married to the Alpha King; It’s so unbelievable.
What is she even saying? Was that truly a marriage? All he did was make them take some vows and that’s it! He didn’t nothing else!
Oh…! she felt so humiliated; so doomed. She misses home; Not just the home with her cruel siblings, but the home when her mother was still alive. She could recall how nicely she’d treat her and make sure no harm her comes to her. Oh; why did the cold hands of death take her away? Probably, if she was alive, none of these would’ve been happening.
She sniffed and stared down at the floor and just then, heard a knock on the door. Huh? Who could it be?
She hesitated a little, wondering if it was one of the Queens who wanted more trouble. But, when the knock came again, she decided to go open it.
With her big dress which she felt so uncomfortable in, she got to the door, opened it and tho, it was one of the Queens, she didn’t entirely feel scared as she discovered it was the one who’d seemed nicer – Queen Dyani.
“Hi” Dyani smiled immediately,a maid behind her.
Shilah noticed the maid had a covered calabash with her.
“H…Hi” Shilah gulped hard, taking a proper look at her.
She knew she was the third Queen, but couldn’t tell if she was as mean as the others.
“Um….Can I come in?” Dyani asked, courteously.
“Of course” Shilah opened the door and led her in.
Oh… she was really hoping she wasn’t there for more trouble. Well, she kind of looked nicer.
“How’re you doing, Queen Shilah?” Dyani asked from behind as she walked in with her maid.
“I’m great, My Queen” Shilah turned to look at her.
She wasn’t really liking the fact thar she was being addressed as *Queen* by another Queen. She couldn’t tell why, she just wasn’t feeling like one.
“My name is Dyani – Third Wife of the King” Dyani began warmly.
“And I learnt you’re his latest wife. Well, normally, I love to mind my business here in the palace, but from where I come from, I was taught to always make a warm welcoming to my junior wife. Now, if you wouldn’t mind, please, I beg you to grant me the permission to do this. And after this, you prolly won’t see me knocking at your door again” she had this sweet smile on her face as she spoke.
Shilah creased her brow.
“Are you from the…..Fire Wings Pack?” She asked and Dyani’s broadened.
“That’s correct”.
Well, Shilah had read a book about them and knew she wasn’t lying about their culture.
“Um….Sure, you can go on with the orpcrws5” she replied.
“Thank you” Dyani beamed and turned to her maid.
She collected the calabash from her, opened it and held it out to Shilah. Shilah could see it’s content and noticed it had some feitish things in it. Uh… Whatever it might be!
“As you become a member of this family” Dyani began, taking the calabash round in her face.
“May you excel, be fruitful, do more than what I’d been able to do; I grant you freedom and happiness. And as your immediate elder wife, I humbly welcome you”.
Her voice was so calm and sweet as she spoke.
She stopped rotating the calabash, dipped a finger into it and pinned it on Shilah’s forehead, leaving a red spot there.
“Welcome to the family, Queen Shilah” she concluded.
Wow…
“Thank you” Shilah said with a bow.
“I’m so greatful for this kind gesture, My Queen”.
“Oh! It’s nothing. I do hope you have a nice and fruitful time in here. Tho, I always love minding my business because I don’t want to get into trouble with anyone, but If you need anything and feel I could be of help, don’t hesitate to come to me. Just ask the maids about me and they’ll gladly bring you to my chambers. Okay?” She cooed.
“O…Okay. But….are you saying this because you feel I’m the likes of Queen Chaska and Nosheba?” Shilah asked, earning a puzzled look from Dyani.
“Well, I’d passed through hell in their hands, you know? And the only way I’ve been able to stay alive is by leaning to mind my business. I’d advise you to do same if you wouldn’t want to run mad” she spoke with a soft smile.
“Thank you” Shilah nodded. “But, I’m not them, you know? I’m not as cruel as they are”
“I know” Dyani chuckled. “It’s obvious now”.
There was a heavy knock on the door, one that startled Shilah.
“Who’s it?” She asked in a cracked tone, and the door went open with a guard showing up.
“Greetings, Queen Shilah; the King wants you in his chambers”.
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Queen Nosheba allowed the hug for three seconds, before she pulled away.
“Nosheba” Raksha called tenderly, cupping her cheeks in his palms.
“How’re you doing?”
But, Nosheba’s eyes were so cold.
“What’re you doing here, Raksha?” She cut off from his hold and walked away, going towards the bed.
Raksha wouldn’t say he was entirely surprised.
“Hey, sweetheart….”
“Don’t call me that!” Nosheba snapped, turning to look at him.
“You lied to me, Raksha! You told me you could make me carry a male child; but what happened?? I gave birth to a girl!”
Her eyes were blazing.
“Hey; don’t speak like that, Nosheba. I’m not the decider of genders, okay? I just felt…. since I’m not my brother, I could give you a male child. I had no idea it’d turn out the opposite”. Raksha stated sadly.
“Well, you should’ve been more accurate before getting me pregnant!” Nosheba rasped.
“You made me brag to everyone that I was pregnant with a male child; even the King had so much hope in me. I already mapped out plans of how I’d humiliate Chaska and the rest when I become the top Queen. Instead, I was the one who got humiliated!! Even the King was so disappointed, he called my child a badluck!”
Raksha quickly placed his palm on her cheek.
“Our child…is no badluck, okay?”
He paused and went over to the bed where the little infant slep, and there he carried her up in his arms.
Oh…!
“What a beauty” he cooed, staring at her innocent face.
It gave him so much joy to know he was holding his child in his arms; his first blood.
Nosheba turned and stared at him as he held the child, her anger and irritation suddenly getting worst.
“We need to talk better, Raksha”, she said bitterly.
“What do we do? I need a male child! Or are you giving up on our plan??”
“Of course not, my love” Raksha stood up immediately, the baby still in his arms.
“Our plan still stands, no matter what. And you worry not; we’ll do it again. This time around, I’ll make sure you get pregnant with a boy. I’ll try my best. Okay?”
Nosheba said nothing. And he drew closer to her.
“Have faith in me, Nosheba. Everything will fall into place, Okay? I love you”.
“Fine. Just make sure this continues to stay between us”. She rasped.
“Of course. The only person that knows about this is my mother. And that’s just how it’s going to be, until it’s time”.
With one hand holding the baby, he used the other to pull Nosheba into a hug.