02~ An indirect rejection

Renata.

Two weeks had gone by agonizingly slowly and surprisingly, I had managed to endure Christina’s horrid lessons. The only thing I refused to do was wear the dresses she recommended. There was no way I would show the world these ugly scars on my body. Even my shorts were three-quarters in length.

Zainab had managed to get pictures of the Beta and damn, I was crushing. Too bad I didn’t get a chance to sneak out because Brianna, my stepmother was watching me like a hawk.

It was late at night and I had just had dinner with my family. I was heading up the sweeping staircase when my brother, Ramsey walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, looking down at me.

“I hear someone is training to become a proper lady. How is it going?” He asked gently and smiled. I beamed at him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

He was different from his mother. While she was cold and ruthless, he was warm and gentle like a soft breeze in summer...

Even though we weren’t blood-related sibl