The Lycan King's Human Queen

The day was already darkening when I entered house. It's barely an amusing experience anymore. Coming home used to be so exciting, untill I found out how blind I was.

It was all perfect before. I never lacked anything in my life and I was the little beauty princess for my parents. I never knew what it meant to sleep on an empty stomach. I never knew the pain of not being able to afford anything you. How it feels like to work day and trying to make a living. The long endless shifts, where people are telling you what to do and not the other way around. I was so gullible and naive then. I didn't know the consequences of not being educated as women and practically not having a brain at all.

My family was the wealthiest in town. Yes, was.

We owned a very big mansion and all kinds of expensive cars. I could drive any car I wanted. I remember then I had my best friend. We were inseparable. He was like my best big brother. I talked to him about things and he talked to me. Soon he went to college since he was since he was at least five years older than me. Everyone thought it was weird to have a best friend that old and I thought they were to afraid of something that they didn't understand. My parents on the other hand never really stressed about, they was just excited to see me happy. They always supported me with everything.

I could do whatever I wanted and they would still support me. My dad though always thought I'd grew up to support his business. I chose otherwise.

It was my 18th birthday when Marc told me the shocking news. He had already graduated by then and got a well paying job. He revealed that he had loved me but all these years afraid that I would reject him because he's not from a rich family. Marc is a sun Aunt Lilly one of the servants of our house and that's how I knew him. Him being poor never really played out on my mind because he was not only a friend but a brother. I never minded all things he couldn't afford, because I could I afford them and share with him. When he graduated my father helped to pay his tuition and everything he ever needed for his degree. And yes, he was five years older than me, I guess that's I've always seen him more of a brother. It was shocking but I was in love too but I just hadn't noticed yet. When he told me that's when I realized I loved him so much. We were the perfect couple and how foolish I was not to see.

He said right then and there that he wanted to marry me. Who was I to refuse? I was over hills with love. He was my soulmate, the one I've waiting for.

We didn't waste anytime and tied the Knott. It was the best experience of my life. I was over the moon with happiness. After our marriage we decided to move and go stay on another country. Marc said it was closer to his business and so we decided to stay there. I didn't bother going to college because I never saw the importance of it when I had Marc on my side.

He told I didn't have to worry about when he could take care of me. I didn't worry indeed. I was just excited and being married to him was a best experience.

But it all changed overnight. The man I married was no longer what I knew him as.

It happened that Marc lost his job and had a hard time to make ends meet. What he didn't tell me is that he had a criminal record and he got his job because of connections. And now he had a terrible fight with his boss leading to him losing his job. I never really got the story what was a record, but I can only guess. He couldn't get any other jobs since and if he did he couldn't keep it. That's when I saw the dark side of him. The man I married had turned into a monster. I couldn't tell my parents about it because they would want to go back home. I loved Marc and I didn't want to abandon him at his lowest. I wanted to be the strong and best wife that stood by her husband. I finally was able to get a job at a local Hotel as a receptionist. And sold some of my expensive clothes and for the first time learned to buy cheap clothes. It's a nightmare but you get used to it. Now at least I was bringing something in the house. We could afford to pay the bills and luckily too he got another well paying job.

Though Marc's behavior only grew worse. He was always up with his friends drinking. I had caught him cheating on me multiple times. I didn't know what happened. He didn't love me anymore. I was already getting tired and wanted to leave him.

Though I sooner received terrible news from my parents. They had lost all their money and their business have suffered the loss. They were barely making ends meet and I was devistated. Why was the world turning against me all of the sudden.

I was unable to move out of my house because now I was sending some money to my parents. I couldn't support them and afford my cost of leaving at the same time. Our currency is very lower than the one back at home and so I had to transfer more money to them so it can come out as something meaningful. I was spending more than 65% of my salary on them because I wanted them to at least be able to afford themselves. I had to buy myself some clothes, food, women needs since Marc didn't even bother about those anymore. I was only thankful he still paid the bills but the rest of his money was spent by his friends and his side girlfriends. I was barely getting anything from him. Only that he would come home drunk and start swearing at me. Tell me I'm useless, I'm just a spoilt brat. Told me he didn't love me anymore it was just lust and now I'm just useless to him.

He could be with better women than a useless brat like me. The most painful words I had to swallow.

I spent all my nights crying. How could I have been so blind. I blamed myself for everything. If I had stayed home, none of this would have happened. Some people tried to warn me but I thought they were just jealous. Now I've fallen into a dark place.

Like wise Marc couldn't keep the job. He got caught sleeping with the boss's wife. He was fired and his friends abandoned him when they found the truth. He got angry and blamed me for everything. I don't know what I did but it was all my fault.

He soon started putting his hands on me. Before he would just yell, but this was new. His aggressive behavior had gotten worse and I regret every day of my life.