The Royal werewolf's Mate

Chapter 9: The Disaster

Scarlett's POV

Desire greed and power are the strongest emotions one can feel. These three emotions are to be blamed for my my mother's death, my scarred childhood and the separation from my brother.

I couldn't bring back my mother, and there was no way to bring my childhood back, but one thing I knew was that I still could change things between my brother and I. Though we lived in two different continents, we didn't have to live like strangers. When I was ten I'd write him letters, but I wasn't allowed to post them. Since father didn't allow me to keep in touch with him.

When he was thirteen, father sent someone to bring him back here, knowing that he'd finally be safe, but Jah refused to step a foot in this country. Not only that, he had refused to keep in touch with anyone, and told father he didn't have to send anyone to keep an eye on him.

This was the same time that I found out that he had created an account on a social networking site. That's when I started to use the E-mail. I'd write to him almost every other day. Those mails were not only for him.

They were for me to be able to pour out all my feelings. He was the only one in this world who could understand my problems, after all he went through the same thing.

However he never responded. Not even to a single one of them. But I knew he read them. That's what kept me going all those years. Knowing that there was someone out there who was part of me.

It felt like I wasn't alone. And probably it was good that he didn't respond. I wouldn't know what to expect, and probably I wouldn't be able to be so honest. Ten years of writing to him, but he never replied to anyone of them.

The week before my wedding, I had messaged him that I had found my mate, and was going to marry him. I also mentioned that Father wasn't happy with my decision. Just like all the other times, I didn't expect him to reply to my letter. However, one day I got a letter.

The day of my wedding, I was so nervous after my argument with Father, that I was about to call off the wedding. But then, I got a courier from Jah. It was a red box, with a note on it, which said "- compromise for your loved ones, but never sacrifice." In a beautiful handwriting.

Compared to the lengthy e-mails I would write to him, this one was an unbelievably short reply. But surprisingly it was the only thing I needed to hear at that minute. The message was pretty clear.

I was allowed to compromise when it came to any of Father's decisions, but I couldn't sacrifice my happiness to fulfil them. Those words were the only thing that gave me the courage to walk down the isle.

"Come in" I heard a voice that dragged me back to reality.

I realised I was standing in front of Jah's door. I wonder, how long I've been standing here. How did he know I was here. Did I knock? Oh moon goddess, how could I manage to make a complete fool out of myself, when I was meeting my brother for the first time! I cribbed in my mind before I entered the room.

      "Scarlett" he said with a smiled, a thin line stretching across his face. The smile didn't look forced, it rather looked genuine, but they didn't make his eyes shine either. Something was holding him back. But I didn't know what.

"It's you...Jah. I thought I'd never see you. You look just like her." I was chocked up by all the different emotions going through, but I finally managed to tell him he was a spitting image of our mother. Looking at him made my eyes well up, but I couldn't hold it any longer, and I let the tiers roll down my cheek.

"I guess...I don't really remember what she looks like. My wolf seems to repress any memory we have of hers." He said.

"Probably that's for the best." At least the memories of them taking her away, won't haunt him. Like the pictures haunt me.

"Probably." He said, though it didn't seem quite convinced.

"I'm...I'm so glad you're finally here. When you called me...for a few seconds I didn't even believe when you said you were coming here." I said, and the waterworks had begun. I felt the need to hug him. To ask him what took him so long to finally come meet his sister. But I doubt he'd appreciate that.

"Shh...don't cry Scar." He said and hugged me. Did he call me scar? It just made me cry more. Get hold of yourself Scarlett! I scolded in my head, to get myself to stop acting like a baby.

"I apologise for acting like a child. It's just that I've been waiting for so many years to meet my little brother. Feels like Ma is with me." I said honestly. I felt him stiffen by what I said, but he didn't move.

"You know I'm here for a reason. You promised me I'd get all the help I need, and that's why I agreed to come here." He said in a cold manner and as a matter of fact, that it also reminded me of father. Not to mention he broke the hug, and put on a serious demeanour.

A few weeks back, I'd got a call from one of the men who kept an eye on Jah. He told me that Jah was ready to visit us. He needed a favour.

"And what would that be for?" I asked cautiously.

"The woman who brought me up has a granddaughter, the same age as me. We were brought up together. She's been missing for thirty eight days now. I've hacked her account and found out that she's somewhere near the bor-"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the guards on either sides of the room started to beat the drums, which meant Father was on his way here. I wiped my tears, and tried to calm myself down, trying my best to not let my emotions overpower me. I'm the princess after all, and royals don't show their weakness.

When the beats stopped the doors of the room opened. Two men stood near the doors, while the King himself stood in front of us, with three of his servicemen. He gestured them to leave, and the two men closed the door.

"Father." I said and bowed my head. He nodded, and then looked at Jah, who was standing next to me. Expecting him to greet him the same manner. However Jah remained there like a statue. After several seconds passed, Jah took a step forward, towards father.

"Hello Sir." He said, getting his right hand forward, expecting to shake hands with father.

"You may not know how to greet your King with respect son. Knowing you aren't aware of our culture and norms, I excuse you this time. But it's in your best interest to learn, the traditions, heritage and the norms, one expects from a prince." Father said.

"Look, I don't mean to be disrespectful or anything. But I'm here for a reason. I don't plan on staying here for long. As soon as my work here is over, I plan to leave. I don't wanna cause any inconvenience, for you, or Scarlett. I'm here-"

For some reason, I didn't feel comfortable with father knowing what Jah was really here for. So before Jah could utter a single word more than he had already said, I cut him off rather impolitely.

"With all due respect, I'm sorry Father, but I'm the one to be blamed for that. Knowing how Jah doesn't have any knowledge regarding our country, It is my responsibility to show him how to greet you the right manner. You need not worry, I'll make sure he learns everything quickly." I said.

"Very well. Now I don't want to delay the crowning ceremony anymore than we already have. The sun will be out in a few hours. Make sure the ceremony starts on time. And it's your responsibility to teach him everything before it begins.