Lycan king's substitute breeder

Chapter forty three

Isabella

"Are you okay?" I asked as I ran over to her, wrapping my arms around her in a comforting embrace. "Let me just turn on the lights," I said, releasing her and heading over to the light switch.

After flipping the switch, I returned to her and pulled her into another hug. She began to cry, and I gently stroked her hair and shushed her. I glanced over to the floor and saw that the laptop screen was smashed, its contents completely unrecoverable. I sighed and turned my attention back to Laura.

I led her over to the couch, sitting her down and pulling a box of tissues and a cup of water from the coffee table. I handed her the cup, and she sipped some of the water, then set it back down on the table. I offered her the tissues, and she took a few, gently dabbing at her eyes.

"You're going to be okay," I told her in a soothing voice. "This is just a minor setback."

"This is so upsetting," she said, sobbing.

"Wipe your tears and stop crying. It's not the end of the world," I said.

She blew her nose into a tissue paper and shook her head. "What do you know? It's the end, Isabella. My son is not the one I know… That's not Oregon. Something happened to him." NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Because he said he will have sex with that girl?" I asked, and scoffed.

"How?" Laura muttered and opened her eyes wide in surprise. "How did you know about this? How!"

"I'm sorry but I couldn't help it. I listened to everything. I'm truly sorry," I apologized, my eyes looking down.

"But how? I don't understand. I use earbuds, so how did you hear it? Wait! Was the video probably on speaker and I wasn't aware? This isn't good at all," she sighed worriedly.

"You would have told me though! Why did you keep quiet about it? You just continued listening, enjoying yourself. What if someone else heard too?" she said, looking distressed.

I laughed and shook my head. "That isn't what happened, actually," I said.

"What happened then?" she asked.

"Have you forgotten that I have really sharp eyes? My werewolf abilities aren't a joke. When I saw you, I knew you were up to something, so I listened," I said.

"Wow. That's quite cool but not so cool since you had to peer," she said and I scratched my head, feeling quite embarrassed.

"Well, you are right," I said.

"Hold on…" Her soft voice trailed off. "Does it mean you also heard me talking with Stephen?"

"Stephen? What do you mean? Did you talk with him?" I asked, confused because I knew I didn't hear that part.

"Oh, sorry. I was mistaken for a second there," she said.

"No, it's fine," I said and shrugged my shoulders.

I wondered if she spoke with Stephen. What did she tell him? What did they speak about? I grew curious.

"Are you implying that you didn't hear everything from the beginning?" she asked, breaking me from my world of thoughts.

"No," I replied honestly.

"So, where did you start listening from?" she asked.

"It was when Oregon asked for the reasons why Vivian should be kicked out," I answered.

I wondered why Oregon didn't say anything about meeting Vivian before then, and her carrying his baby in her womb. It was weird but it sounded like a plan and a strategy which he wanted to use to keep Vivian by his side.

Laura sighed deeply and nodded. "Aren't you worried though? It really seems that girl might take your spot and steal your shine. I might give up now. I'm so tired," she said, her voice giving hints of tiredness and frustration.

"No, please. We should not give up. If two or more come together to make a plan, there is a higher chance it will work. Let's just join our heads together and make a great plan to pull Vivian down," I said.

"It's too late. I'm not sure Oregon will answer any of us anymore. We should just give up. I feel we are wasting our time," she said, and sighed sadly.

"Why did you suddenly change? Do you really want to give up?" I asked.

Tears started forming in her eyes and it didn't take long before they started dropping down.

"No," she sniffled, and shook her head. "I don't want to give up, but it's just I don't have a plan. I'm out of ideas, Isabella, or is it just old age? Oh, my brain."

"It's fine. Things like that can happen. I have a plan though, but I don't know what you will say about it," I whispered.

Laura's eyes blinked. "Tell me. What is it about? Let me hear it," she said, and I noticed how curious her voice sounded.

I sighed and bit my lower lip before responding. "How about we make Oregon drunk that day? Then, take Vivian away and probably lock her somewhere. In the bedroom, I will stay in her stead and we will sleep together. Since he won't be in his right senses, things will go smoothly. At the end, I shall have his baby," I said with a smile.

"Wow! That's a good idea, Isabella," Laura gushed, excitedly.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it," I said.

"Hmm… We have a problem though," she suddenly said and my brows went downwards.

"A problem? What is that?" I asked, feeling anxious.

"Oregon doesn't get drunk. He isn't a strong Alpha for nothing. He has an extremely high tolerance for alcohol," she said and I chuckled.

I remembered how a bottle of Polish Vodka had knocked him down, and that caused a bright smile on my face which eventually led me to chuckle again.

"Huh? Why are you laughing?" she asked, raising a brow.

"You don't have to worry about it. I will take care of it. I know the perfect alcoholic drink perfect for this. It's the best bait," I said.

"Wow? Really?" she asked, looking surprised.

"Of course! Just trust me," I winked, and a smile ran across her face.

I looked around and sighed deeply. "As for now, let's get a maid to clean up here. It's untidy," I said and she nodded, agreeing with me.

"Let's do that," she said and I smiled.