Chapter 62 - How Dare You Call Me Rude? She Slapped Me!

Xavier had told her nothing, and in all fairness she never asked him either. What was there to ask? Too much. 

When Madeline questioned what prophecy Emilio spoke of, suddenly, Emilio forgot how to properly speak english. 

Madeline recalled the prophecy word by word. It went, 'The tyrant's princess shall beest the alpha's belov'd 'gainst all odds.' 

Of course, Madeline's first instinct was to ask what the hell it meant, until she realized that it translated to 'The tyrant's princess shall be the alpha's beloved against all odds.' 

Once she figured it out, she wondered what took her so long. 

'On second thought, that isn't so hard to comprehend,' Madeline said. 

"So, you're telling me I'm the said tyrant princess in this prophecy?"

"Pretty much," Emilio said nonchalantly, shrugging. 

'This jerk,' Madeline thought. 

She hadn't even known him for so long and she wondered how she could possibly be related to him. By how he acted… even how he spoke told her a lot about him. 

Things he hadn't thought to tell her. 

"And what makes you think this prophecy will actually become reality?" 

"Well, you are Xavier's soulmate." 

"It wasn't like I had a choice," she snapped back in return. 

"So rude, talking to your father like that," Emilio said, crossing his arms. 

Madeline took a moment to process his comment. That was it. 

It was like whatever holding her back snapped into half. 

Madeline clenched her fist. 

"…rude?" 

"RUDE?" 

"How dare you call me rude?" 

"Mind you I have to deal with the fact that I suddenly have a dad in my life. Not to mention, that dad is a werewolf, meaning I have werewolf blood coursing through my veins and also, if that's not enough you used to be an alpha too! Then there's this prophecy and many other things you expect me to deal with in a couple hours." 

"I'm processing this information in my own way and I'd appreciate it if you - the man that's supposed to be my father - would let me do it in peace and without any unrealistic expectations." 

"I grew up thinking I was a human. I had no father in my life. I had people taking care of me but never a father." 

"So excuse me if I'm 'rude'," Madeline said, making air quotations when she said the word rude. 

She sighed, "But…" 

Walking over to him, she did something he hadn't expected. First, he thought she was coming over to hug him and to say she wanted to try things out. See how this worked. 

Instead…

WHACK! 

Emilio felt a horrible sensation across his cheek. 

Madeline slapped him across the face as hard as she could, reckoning he wouldn't feel much anyway.

"But that's not all. That's what you get for trying to kill me too," she grumbled under her breath. 

Turning on one heel, Madeline stomped away, storming out of Xavier's office. 

"I said I'm sorry!" 

"Tch," she said in annoyance, sighing. 

Did he really think she believed he was sorry?

"What happened?" Briar questioned as soon as she noticed Madeline storming out the room. 

"Madeline—"

"I'm fine," Madeline lied. 

Xavier looked at her before turning to his office door she'd left open. 

Adrian looked back and forth, "What the hell—"

"Was this why you were smiling?" Briar asked, taking a peek at whatever was in Xavier's office to see… 

She froze in place, realizing what Madeline did in an instant, frozen in shock.

Xavier seemed even more so. 

"So as it turns out this pup bares fangs too," he said, unable to hide his amusement. 

Emilio had been defeated. 

Low and behold, in the middle of Xavier's office Emilio stood there, clutching his cheek like he'd been severely punished for something he'd done. 

It didn't hurt. What hurt was who he had been slapped by.

'Did I really deserve this?' Emilio asked, groaning. 

Briar snorted, before her hand flew to her mouth. 

'Thank the stars, no one noticed.' 

Briar let out a sigh of relief.

Adrian let out a hearty laugh. 

She looked at him, giving him a questioning look. 

The hilarious thing was… Say this happened years ago, Madeline would've been tied to the stake and burned without any further remorse. Or, she'd be beheaded by a guillotine or left for the werewolves during the full moon. 

No matter who she was, she couldn't get away with it. 

However, this was a new era. A new time. 

Emilio wasn't the alpha, Xavier was. 

And Xavier was on Madeline's side. 

"She slapped me!" Emilio cried, acting like he was some pitiful victim. 

"And you tried killing her," Xavier said, raising his brow.

"A slap is too light a punishment." 

"Would you prefer to be killed for attempted murder of my mate or a slap?" 

"If you put it that way… then I suppose a slap isn't all that bad," Emilio grumbled, having to accept the humiliation and embarrassment he had gone through like some big boy when in reality, he wholly deserved it.

It was a wonder how he was still able to walk anyway, what with all his actions. 

One would think he would've suffered his demise by now, but one would be mistaken. 

Here he was, alive and well. 

His dignity was in shambles, but better that than his life being taken. 

There was still so much for him to do. A whole life ahead of him. 

And as it turned out, now he had a daughter, so it was something else to live for as well. 

Sure, they had first gotten off on a rocky start, but… she was his daughter still. 

Nothing would change that. 

If only Emilio didn't let his pride get in the way of fixing things, then perhaps he wouldn't have been slapped, and perhaps some part of his dignity would have been salvageable then. 

"What do I do now? My own daughter hates my guts," Emilio said to Briar, Adrian and Xavier, hoping they'd prove to be good use to his new goal to fix things with his daughter.