303 Request For An Audience

Selma Payne’s POV:

It was almost sunset when we left the bedroom.

My belated hunger clamored that I needed a lot of food to fill my rumbling stomach, but my room was quiet. There was no one other than Aldrich and me, so I had to find food myself.

When I turned the corridor corner, Kara was chatting with a few servants in the hall. When she saw me, she put down the accounts she was half-checking and motioned for the servants to go to the kitchen to get me some food.

“Happy marriage, Your Highness.” Kara bowed to me. “The first three days of the wedding is a holiday for the new couple. You and Sir Aldrich don’t have to do anything during this period. We will handle everything for you.”

I thought Kara, who had always been strict, would blame me for my daily routine. I didn’t expect her to smile, which made me mentally prepare for a long time in vain.

Although I could take three days off, I still worriedly asked, “Is there really nothing I have to do personally?”

Kara shook her head and said no. But a few seconds later, she stopped men as I was about to leave and said after some deliberation, “Actually... I do have something I need your opinion on.”

“What?”

“It’s about an audience request.”

Looking at Kara’s hesitant expression, I felt that something was wrong. “Whose? Tell me, Kara. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

Kara took out an application form from the documents on the table and handed it to me. I took it and saw that Benson’s name was written in the application column.

An invisible hammer suddenly hit my chest. I quickly read through the text. It turned out to be my parents – my adoptive parents. They wanted to see their younger daughter, who had been missing for many years.

Dad... Mom...

The memories of the past washed over me like a tidal wave. It was as if I had returned to the ordinary but warm double-story house in the Shadow Pack. Mom was cooking dinner before the stove, and Dad came home after work. Rhode followed behind his father with a blueberry jam cake in his hand.

That was my last birthday before I returned to the Lycan Pack and spent it with my parents. After that, I chose to commit suicide.

The unfinished cake was still in the refrigerator, but they could no longer wait for the person to come to eat the cake. Instead, it was replaced by cold news of death.

After I returned to my Lycan Pack, I thought of returning home in glory more than once to repay my parents for raising me. But first, I was surrounded by danger and didn’t want to bring danger to my parents, who lived a peaceful life. Secondly, I still had to consider my parents’ mood, and I hadn’t thought about how to tell them.

After I chose to disclose my identity, I thought the news that I was still alive could not be hidden from my adoptive parents, but I did not expect them to come so quickly. It was so fast that I could only stare at the application form in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Kara gently called out to me, “Your Highness? Your Highness? Are you okay?”

I came back to my senses and smiled at her. “I’m fine.”

“You seem to be in a difficult position. If you don’t want to see them for the time being, I will reject them for you.”

“No, no, no! Of course, I want to see them!” I immediately rejected Kara’s proposal. “I’m... I didn’t know what to say. By the way, do my parents know about this?”

“They already know. They were the ones who instructed me to hand this application to Your Highness.”

“What did... my parents say?”

“They said that everything is up to you. Mr. and Mrs. Payne are your adoptive parents, and the royal family will never be able to repay their kindness. You should know what to do. Don’t let your heart down.”

It was as if a huge stone had been lifted from my chest. When I heard that my parents didn’t object to me seeing my parents, to be honest, I heaved a sigh of relief.

I didn’t know how the other children caught in the middle of being born and raised would feel, but I was really afraid there would be a conflict between my biological parents and my adoptive parents. They were all my family, and losing either one would make me suffer so much that I would rather die.

After calming down, I said to Kara, “Let’s approve this application. I’ll meet my... adoptive parents and brother tonight – no, tomorrow at eight in the morning.”

Kara nodded and asked, “Only the Payne Family? What about the Shadow Pack’s Alpha and former Alpha and Luna?”

Benson, the man who once led me to despair and death. I was pretending to be magnanimous when I said I didn’t hate him, but it wasn’t a big deal if I didn’t have a strong feeling of hatred. After all, after I had experienced so much, the carefree feeling I had when I was a young girl now seemed empty and childish. I regretted even more that I had chosen to die for him.

But that didn’t mean I’d let him go. This arrogant, arrogant, hypocritical coward. How much gratitude and trust had he deceived my family by using the leader title and friends as disguises?

“Invite them,” I sneered. “Are my parents free tomorrow?”

I was no longer the weak little girl I was before. I wouldn’t stay mum about my past anymore.

The person who used to use his power and status to push me into the quagmire was now also overpowered by someone stronger and higher in status. What kind of expression would he show?