Betrayed By My Two Possessive Warrior Wolves

I scoffed as I replied to them, “She should be the one apologizing to me since she broke my father's final piece!”

Morgan shook his head as he said, “No, she won't be apologizing to you, Ariel because you harmed her while fighting over the jewelry.”

“No, I didn't!” I defended myself and decided to expose her as I added, “She's pretending to be hurt and crying fake tears to gain your sympathy. It's what she's always done.”

She gasped as if she couldn't believe that I would say that.

“Demi would never do that! She's not cunning like you.” Nate said, defending her.

“And it wouldn't have hurt you to let her try the jewelry on, but you had to fight her over it. You should have known better.” Morgan chastised as he wrapped his arm around Demi's shoulders.

She leaned into his embrace and Nate also wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

Morgan stared at me expectantly as he raised his brows and asked, “Well?”

“What?” I asked him as a confused frown fell on my brows.

“Aren't you going to apologize to Demi?” He asked me.

“How can you even have the guts to tell me to apologize to me when she's the one that did me wrong?” I asked him.

“Apologize to her, Ariel!” Nate yelled as he gritted his teeth in anger.

“I'm not apologizing to her.” I replied then walked past them to walk upstairs to the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

Later that day, I was reading a novel on my phone in the living room when my phone started ringing.

I saw that it was my mother calling, so I picked up immediately, “Hi, Mom.”

“Ariel. I've missed you.” My mother replied in a soft voice.

“I've missed you too! How is your health?” I asked her as worry gripped me.

“I'm feeling better now that I'm taking medication. Have you booked your flight?” She asked me, sounding curious.

“Yes, I've booked my flight.” I answered her as I smiled, feeling happy that I was talking to her.

“Flight? What flight?” Nate asked as he and Morgan walked into the room.

“Are you going somewhere?” Morgan asked me.

“I'll talk to you later, Mom.” I said and waited for her reply.

“Sure.” She replied and I hung up the call.

I realized that Morgan and Nate have overhead my phone conversation and I tried to think of a suitable reply.

Should I tell them the truth?

“What do you think Quinn?” I asked my wolf in my head.

“Do what your heart tells you to do.” She replied in a soft voice.

“I’m going to attend a jewelry show in London. It happens only once a year and it's really popular. It's also very exclusive, but I can get you in if you would like to join me?”

“Ah, no, I can't go. Demi needs me to take care of her, so I can't just leave the country!” Morgan exclaimed.

Nate nodded as he said, “I can't go either because Demi also needs me here. Besides, leaving the country is a big deal, so you should have known that we won't be able to accompany you before you even asked us.”

His scolding made me frown and before I could reply, Morgan said, “Excuse me, I need to go check on Demi.”

“I'm coming with you.” Nate said as his eyes brightened at the mention of Demi.

They didn't wait for my reply and turned around to rush upstairs to Demi's room.

Their reaction made me feel disappointed.

It was hard to believe that they used to dote on me.

I decided to go to bed early, so I stood up and made my way upstairs to my room.

The next morning, my eyes fluttered open and I sat up on the bed.

I made my way to the bathroom to brush and shower.

It took me less than half an hour to finish showering and get dressed.

I walked over to the dresser and glanced at my reflection in the mirror then decided to touch on a bit of makeup.

After I was done, I walked out of the room and made my way downstairs.

As I walked into the kitchen to make breakfast, I saw Morgan, Nate and Demi standing in front of the counter with a cake in front of them.

“Ariel, you see this cake?” Morgan asked me as he pointed at the cake.

Before I could react, he continued, “Demi made it all by herself!”

“Oh! Well, nice cake, Demi.” I said awkwardly, not knowing what else to say since we weren't exactly close since she was a cunning little vixen.

“Thanks.” She replied as she held her head high acting like she has achieved something great

Nate grabbed a plate from the cupboard and a knife from a drawer.

He sliced a small piece off the cake and placed it on the plate then picked up the fork from the counter and placed it on the plate.

“Why don't you try it?” He asked as he approached me.

“No, I don't have to.” I replied as I shook my head.

“But you do have to, Ariel. Demi tried so hard to bake this cake. Just have a bite.” Morgan reasoned as he gestured at the plate in Nate's hand.

“I don't want to eat cake first thing in the morning. It's not healthy for you.” I argued honestly.

Demi pouted as she put on a pitiful look and as they glanced at her, their expression changed.

Morgan turned to me and asked in a sarcastic tone of voice, “Really, Ariel? You are being stingy to Demi?”

“No, it's not like that. I just don't like cake very much and it's so early in the morning.” I explained as I gave them a strained smile.

“Then you must be looking down on Demi. What would make you think so lowly of her?” Nate asked as he frowned.

“I don't know what you guys are talking about. I don't think lowly of her and I'm not looking down on her.” I said as I looked between the three of them.

“If you want us to believe you then have a bite of the cake.” Nate insisted as he thrusted the plate of cake towards my face.

Realizing I had to eat the cake to appease them, I took the plate of cake and sighed as I said, “Fine, I'll eat the cake.”

They all smiled as they watched me pick up the fork and pinched a piece of cake then moved it to my mouth.

My eyes widened in surprise and my heart raced as I felt the taste of mango in the cake.

I was allergic to mango and Demi knew that! Why would she let Morgan and Nate pressure me into eating it?

Maybe it wasn't really mango.

I felt worried, so I asked Demi, “Does this cake have any mango in it?”

She nodded as her smile widened, “Yes. Why are you asking?”

“I'm allergic to mango and you should know that!” I replied in a strained voice.

I panicked and tossed the cake aside.

Seeing that, Morgan frowned as he chastised, “How can you toss the cake aside like that? It's so disrespectful to Demi.”

“I feel so bad right now.” Demi said as she batted her eyelashes in a pitiful way.

Morgan wrapped his arms around her to comfort her.

“See how you've made her feel! You need to give Demi the respect she deserves, Ariel!” Nate yelled as he banged his hand on the counter rudely.

He was the one being disrespectful towards me right now.

Besides, she never gave me the respect I deserved as the elder cousin, so what respect should I give her? And this wasn't even about respect, it was about how she just fed me a cake that contained mangoes which I was allergic to.

Was she trying to kill me?

My throat started becoming constricted as I started gasping.

The allergic reaction was already starting and I needed help.

I pulled my phone out from my jeans pocket.

One hand held my throat gently as my other hand held my phone.

I shakily dialed 911 and they answered immediately, “Hello, this is 911. What's your emergency?”

“I need an ambulance.” I croaked out as I tried to breathe evenly.

“Don’t worry, we'll be there right away! But first, what's your address?” The female 911 dispatcher asked me.

I rattled my address off to her and she hung up.

Morgan started sweeping the floor while Nate started washing the utensils used in making the cake as Demi stood in the middle of the kitchen, still looking upset.

“Don't let what Ariel did to your cake get to you, okay?” Morgan said to Demi in a comforting voice.

“Okay.” She replied as her expression softened.

Nate’s lips tugged up into a comforting smile as he said, “She's probably just jealous ‘cause your cake is so sweet.”