Betty's plan

Betty's plan

Damon's P O V

“Drink this,” I mumbled.

“What is that?” She asked, staring at the cup suspiciously.

“It'll prevent you from getting pregnant. Don't pretend like you don't know what it is.” I groaned out lowly.

“But we are getting married soon, I don't need that.” She gulped down before letting out.

“Are you drinking it or not? If you aren't drinking, it, nothing will happen between us tonight.” I pointed out.

“But… please, do not make me drink it. Let me carry your child, please…” She pleaded.

“Oh, that was your plan, wasn't it? You wanted me to get you pregnant, so you could hunt for something to pin me down with. You and your father are pretty smart, but I'm sorry. It won't work.” I groaned and turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm.

“Wait, no, we didn't plan any of those. I just thought it'll be nice carrying your child. I mean, we are getting married at the end anyway.”

“Who told you that? Who gave you the idea that I'll eventually get married to you. Betty, you don't understand that you are just a plaything to me, do you? You are free to use anytime, that is the kind of person you are.” I told.

Her face turned red and tears gathered her eyes.

“What? You…how dare you say that to me?” She stood up on the bed and faced me.

“Betty, I just told you what I think of you. I don't expect you to get mad, you should know this by now that I don't want to have any solid thing to do with you.” I muttered.

Tears rolled down her eyes and she moved backwards.

“You… I don't care if you are the prince, you'll pay for this.” She shouted before running out of the room.

It's not my fault you think yourself too high. Do you think I don't know how you threaten all the high-class girl who comes close to me? I smirked before dropping the cup down.

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Betty's P O V

“I can't believe he said those words to you, it's unbelievable.” Ella shook her head.

“It's okay, stop crying. I'm sure everything will be okay.” Emma patted my back.

Although they both didn't follow the royal jet, they boarded a plane, they are both staying in a hotel room close to this penthouse. I'm so glad they came here with me. I can't believe my plans got ruined immediately after we got here. He even insulted me, as if that wasn't enough.

“He shouldn't have said those words to you, maybe he has gotten tired of you,” Ella mumbled, but I heard her.

“Don't say that.” Emma hushed at her.

“Well, it might be the truth. You don't play hard to get at all, tomorrow pretend that you are very much angry with him and don't show up. Make him miss you, he'll eventually look for you by himself.” Ella suggested.

“Really?” I asked, feeling desperate.

“Yes, you need to play hard to get for once, girlfriend. Do it, let him miss you.” She advised.

“I think Ella is right, Betty, play hard to get. He might come back to his senses and probably apologize for saying those hurtful words to you.” Emma agreed with the plan.

“But do you think that will work?” I sniffed as I asked.

“Of course, it will. Trust me, tomorrow and the next. Don't show up, stay away, so he can chase you by himself.” Ella smiled.

“Okay, I will do just that. I promise I'll make him regret ever saying those hurtful words to me.” I vowed in determination.

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Damon's P O V

Getting back to the penthouse after having a meal with Arya, she ran into her room to chat with mom while I head to my room to have a bath.

I put on a towel around my waist when an unfamiliar scent hit my nostrils. I waited for the person to knock, and the person did.

“Come in,” I say.

I don't know how this person got into my penthouse, but I'll kill her if she happens to be a threat.

“Your Highness,” she knelt in front of me.

“Who are you? And how did you get in here?” I demanded an answer.

“Your Highness, I'm Betty's close friend. I have numerous secrets of hers to tell you. You need to know who she is, although I feel you already know a little of her plan.” She revealed, her eyes fixed on her floor.

“I want to avoid knowing. I'm not interested, you can get out,” I ordered.

“I could start with the maid, the one you seem interested in. Do you know that she is planning to get rid of her your Highness and the recent thing that happened to her is all because of Betty? As I'm speaking now, she has sent people to kill the maid the moment she steps out of the palace, and I heard the girl is going to see her parents tomorrow. Who knows what will happen, your Highness? This maid you like, the one you suspect to be your mate, might die because of your ignorance.”

“How dare you?!” I growled and fixed my hand around her neck, ready to claw her to her death.

How dare she speak like that of Aria?

“Your Highness… I don't mean trouble,” she struggled to say as my grip on her neck tightened.

“I… I only…want to help, I don't mean any harm…” She struggled hard to get on her foot, but her feet were far from the ground.

“I'll help you… I'll help you confirm whether she's your mate, your Highness. Hearing that,” I frowned and let her go.

She fell to the floor and started coughing vigorously.

“What did you just say?” I frowned as I looked down at her.

“I can help you confirm whether that maid is your fated mate, It'll only take a minute. I swear I'll help you.” She looked up at me, her eyes shining with determination.

“Don't ever refer to her as a maid, you are not allowed to do that. Do you understand?” I barked the words.

“Yes, yes…your Highness.” She bobbed her head repeatedly, clearly looking terrified.

“Now, straight to the point. How can you help me confirm the fact that she is my mate?” I demanded. This girl seems to know too much, I'll try her.

She stood up and straighten her shorts wear.

“Firstly, I'll start with defining what a true mate is, or a fated mate as some people call it. A fated mate is someone who is…” A low threatening growl from me made her stop her blabbering.

I think I know what she's planning to do, but I'll watch and see what happens next.

“Uh…your Highness? You shouldn't scare me like that, I'm just trying to help you out here.” She pouted and moved closer to me.

Oh, now you are trying to act bitchy. You will regret it in the end, maybe your dear friend didn't explain it to you. I scoffed silently.

“I have a way to help the two of you out, you should listen to me. It seems to me that you don't believe me.” She blinked repeatedly as she looked up at me, but she knew better not to stare at me in the eyes.

I think this one is worse than her friends. Stupid how they all think they can bribe me with sex, I'm a male Alpha and a needy one at that. As a privileged lady, if you offer yourself to me, I won't reject. I mean, I love having sex, it helps clear my mind from work. But they all think I fell for them after one night with them. When will they ever learn?

Truly, I don't think I can ever fall in love with any female wolf aside from my mate. I know the one person perceived as my mate is a maid, but once the fact is confirmed, she'll no longer be a maid but a princess and a future queen.

I wish these selfish, self-centred bitches to know this fact, but even if they find out, they still won't give up. It pisses me off when a lady becomes too clingy. I've been irritated with Betty and her bitchy behaviour for a long but kept coping with it because of its benefit.

Maybe this one standing before me now can replace her. Who knows? She might be iller than Betty.

Even seeing her coming to me once I dumped Betty shows she is a whore. A pretentious one.

“You can keep talking, I'll believe whatever you say from now on,” I smirked, ready to play her little game.

“Really?” Her eyes widened.

I moved closer to her this time and held her chin up, then made her stare me in the eyes.

She gasped and made to move away, but I held her more firmly.

“You are permitted to stare at me in the eyes when you are talking from now on. I'll consider you a great friend once you help me bond with my mate. And you'll get rewarded greatly for your hard work.” I told her.

I hear her heartbeat increase in speed.

She's excited.

She went down on her knees to show her appreciation immediately.

Not only that, but she must be thinking that her plan is working. Stupid she-wolf.

She stood up back and came closer to me.

A scent hit my nostrils and I know who it was.

Let me see what happens first. I thought and smirked inwardly.

My door burst open and Betty entered to see her friend standing pretty close to me.

“What is going on here, Ella?” Betty screamed, her face red with anger.

Oh, her name is Ella.

“What do you think, Betty?” Ella turned and blasted her back.

Betty's eyes soon brought out water. Tears rolled down her eyes as she walked towards us, towards Ella in particular. She knows she can't question me. She won't be able to handle my anger.

“What are you doing with my man?” Betty half yelled, staring dangerously at Ella.

“Oh, shut up, Betty. I've had enough, and he is not your man, he is…”

I soon heard footsteps approaching, Arya's scent followed.

“Two of you. Get out of here this minute. Do not let Arya see you, or you'll wish you were never born.” I warned and they both ran out immediately.

Arya entered my room easily since the door opened.

“What was that noise? Who was that?” Arya asked, rubbing sleep off her eyes. She has been asleep, I think this lady woke her up.

“I'm so sorry, baby, it was the television, but I've turned it off. You can sleep on my bed.” I directed.

She didn't argue with me and just climbed on the bed. I locked the penthouse door and my room door before finally going into the bathroom to have my bath.

Ella's P O V

I've been waiting for years, for the perfect time to do these, and I'm glad the time finally came. I've loved prince Damon ever since our first meeting, I was 14 then, and his image hasn't left my head.

I know he doesn't know me, but I somehow wished he recognized me, I'm a little disappointed he didn't even recognize my scent.

Standing in the same space with him gave me goosebumps. I've managed to take Betty out of the penthouse. She is idiotic and naive.

I bet she thought prince Damon was going to marry her. I already knew he wasn't and that she was just wasting her time. I pretended to be friends with her because I wanted to get additional information about him.

She irritates me a lot and acting friendly and supportive towards her is so sickening, I'm glad I'm finally dropping that act.

My sister Emma doesn't know of my plans. She only knows that I love Prince Damon but doesn't know I've been using Betty to get additional information about him.

I can tell that she likes Betty being her friend, but when it comes to picking between Betty and me. She'll surely pick me, I'm her twin anyway.

She'll support me whether she likes it, and now, she is staring in shock as I revealed my real reason for being friends with Betty.

It's unbelievable. I know. But as I've begun my game, I'll make sure to play it correctly. In the end, prince Damon will kill a thousand just to have me stare at him for a minute.

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