Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 32: Anarchy Always Follows

*Emily*

Sitting in my room, I feel like I can’t breathe. I didn’t sleep well last night as my mind kept going in circles. What does the breeder girl have that I don’t possess in bucket loads? If anything, I am way better than her in every way.

Nobody goes against Emily unless they are really stupid. I have to get rid of that nuisance. She is a painful pimple in my life that needs squeezing.

I stand up from the fainting couch and slide on a pair of slippers. I am all pumped up to put my plan into action. It’s time to say goodbye to ‘Lil Miss Breeder.’

I wave away the servants that come rushing up to attend me. I am in no need of their help and instead just want to get to the king as soon as possible. I can’t help but smile at how much of a genius I am; I have no doubts about the success of my mission.

Tara rushes to catch up with me as I stride down the hall toward the throne room. I am sure I will find my cousin there.

“Are you not going to dress in something more befitting for a walk around the castle, my lady?” Tara asked as she does a little run to keep up with my long strides.

“Hmm. No, Tara. I have more pressing issues to attend to.”

“Ahh, my lady. What if we run into one of the Alphas? It is your mission to seduce them, is it not? Yesterday didn’t go so well because you were overdressed for a simple thing like a walk in the garden. Perhaps today we tone it down and you wear a pretty sundress. Have you seen how cute yet elegant they look on Lady Rose?”

I frown, stop, turn, and glare at her. Did my lady in waiting just compare me to that filth?

“Mind your tone, Tara! Do not let my current arrangement with you give you a sense of familiarity we do not have! You are just a servant and should know your place.”

Immediately cowed, Tara bows her head as a sign of submission. I sniff in satisfaction at the display of deference. Dismissing my presumptuous maid from my mind, I turn back to see a retinue of servants that are filing out of the wing leading to the Alphas’ rooms.

I am curious to find out what is going on, so I find myself moving in that direction. I haven’t had the chance to put on my makeup, and I’m feeling rather vulnerable, but the fear of missing out overtakes me.

Alpha Mark stands outside the door to his room with a confused look on his face. He raises his hand and runs his fingers through his hair as he watches two servants who seem busy cleaning something at his door. I don’t want to talk to him, as I am not dressed properly to be in his presence, so I just try to stretch my neck to see what’s going on.

I see servants putting some white ribbon-like things in a garbage bag. More servants are doing the same and removing similar ribbon-like papers from the other Alphas’ doors.

“Stand in front of me, Tara,” I command. I need her to cover me so that the Alphas don’t see me.

Was there a party of some kind here last night? I can’t help but wonder with regret. If so, how was I not invited? Why else would there be ribbons everywhere? As a maid walks past us, I grab her hand.

“What is going on?” I ask the maid, who seems not too happy to be confronted.

“The Alphas all woke up to find tissues stuck on their doors. We are just cleaning them now,” the maid says.

I raise an eyebrow. That is weird. Why would anyone put tissues on the Alphas’ doors? What type of witchcraft was that? Maybe it was a ritual performed by Rose to get the Alphas to fall for her. I knew that the way she has all of them eating from the palm of her hand was not normal.

Definitely, some love ritual being practised by the dirty breeder. The witch!

My resolve strengthens, and I turn around and stride purposefully to my previous destination.

When I enter the throne room, I find the king standing with his back to the door. There are no guards at the entrance to announce my arrival, so I just walk in.

“Your Highness, good morning.”

He turns, looking a bit startled by my voice.

“Emily, what are you doing in here? As much as you are my kin, you do realize that it is not proper for you to be in the throne room in your nightgown? Where is your respect for the throne, cousin?”

I can feel the blood draining from my face. I had just acted due to my anger, but if anybody could spin this to turn things into an advantage, it was me.

“I am sorry, my king. Tara was busy putting together an outfit for me when she reported that my ruby necklace was missing. It was the last thing Auntie May gave me before her passing,” I say and sniffle just for added theatrics.

“You have a lot of belongings, Emily. The room you occupy is also quite big. Are you sure you looked everywhere?”

This time I blink rather harshly, trying to get a tear or two out. It works as I feel a warm droplet of liquid flow from my eye.

“I left my room last night to go make myself a glass of warm milk. Tara here says she saw that breeder girl enter my room. When we finally went in, the necklace and the breeder were gone,” I explain and look over at Tara. She knows that if she doesn’t corroborate my story, she will be fired–or worse.

“Didn’t you say you only noticed it was missing this morning?” Damn my cousin for being so observant of the tiniest of details.

“No… yes. I mean, we noticed it was missing this morning, but seeing as she snuck into my room last night, we know that is when she probably took it. I fear we are housing a thief, my k- king.” I make crying noises to show him my grief.

“Is this true, Tara? Are you certain you saw the breeder sneaking in and out of Emily’s room last night?”

I look at Tara, who is shifting nervously from one leg to the other. She looks like she has just seen a ghost after swallowing a handful of pennies.

“Ahhh!!!!” I want to shake her. Why is she hesitant to back me up? Does she not know where her bread is buttered?

“It was dark, my king. I am–” the king cuts her off.

“Did you or did you not see the breeder sneaking in and out of your mistress’ room?”

I open my eyes wide as I look at Tara. She seems unsure of what to do or say. For a moment, she looks like she wants to actually run out of the room.

“Tara is just shy, my king. She is not really a great talker, but she is not one to lie. She told me she saw the breeder girl, and I believe her. I’m sure the breeder wants to sell the ruby to get money for her poor family. Lots of servants saw her enter my room, my king. She definitely stole it. Maybe later you can send someone to search her room.”

I say the last statement knowing that I intend to plant the ruby necklace in her room. I can pay a maid to do it. The king shifts his gaze between me and Tara. Tara has her hands laced behind her as she looks down at her feet. I need a better ally, not this pathetic girl.

“Unless Rose has a double or a twin, I don’t see how that is possible.” I jump to face the sound of the voice coming from behind me.

Alpha Tristan and Alpha Mark are walking into the room.

“Oh, you are naïve, my Alphas, if you buy the innocent persona the breeder displays. I am sure of what I say.”

Alpha Tristan looks displeased as he narrows his eyes at me. “How can you be sure of what you are saying, Emily? I think your maid has it all wrong as Rose couldn’t have done what you accuse her of.”

I feel a wave of anger engulfing me. That dirty thing really has them wrapped around her little finger.

“You bed her… what, twice, and you think you know her? She is a dirty thief.”

This time Tristan bursts out laughing. “Rose was with me last night. Never left my sight. Late into the night, we were….”

He hesitates as he eyes Mark, a mischievous grin on his handsome face.

“Late into the night what?” Mark asks the very thought on all our minds.

“We TPed y’alls doors as a funny prank. So you see, she couldn’t have been in your room. Who or whatever your witnesses saw couldn’t have been Rose.”

Oh, so that explains the tissues. I was certain she was doing some voodoo on the Alphas.

I can’t help but notice how he says her name. Like she is one who deserves the utmost respect.

How could he speak of her with such admiration in his voice? She is the breeder! Argh, my frustrations have no bounds.

“Tara, I will ask again, did you see Rose in your mistress’ room last night?” The king's booming voice cuts into my thoughts.

“No. I don’t remember the mistress leaving her room. She never makes her own warm milk. She won’t even tie her own shoes. I didn’t report anything about the breeder, and her ruby necklace is in the box where it belongs.”

Bitch! I am definitely going to fire her. Where do her loyalties lie?

“How dare you come here dressed so… so indecently to lie to me. I think who we are housing here is a liar!”

I can feel everyone’s disapproving eyes on me. I hadn’t thought this plan through.

“I.. I….” I’m not sure what I should say now. Not even I could find a way to waltz myself out of this one.

“If you were not my cousin, I would ask you to leave these grounds this instant. I will not tolerate such conspiracies in these walls, you hear? You are to be the next Luna, and yet you don’t display the behavior that is expected from one who holds that title. I am disappointed in you. You bring me shame, cousin. I am having doubts now about making you the Luna. Leave my presence and go put on some clothes. I don’t want to see your nakedness or you right now. I will talk to you later.”

I turn around and make for the door. I can feel real tears starting to flow down my face. I don’t need to act out the distressed cry that escapes my mouth as I break into a run heading for my room. Talk about a jog of shame.

The breeder will pay for this.