The Lycan King's Rejected Daughter

KEENALooking up at the huge building before me I take a deep breath. I watch as students file into the school and from the outside it would appear that this is a college like any other. But that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Every student in this school is a lycan or a werewolf. That is every student but me. I was born without a lycan or a wolf but that didn’t stop my father, the Lycan King, from enrolling me in the same schools as my twin brother. Deep down I believe that he always thought I would be a late bloomer and I would eventually shift. But that day never came. Now I am an outcast even though I am a princess. I should be the most popular girl in school, but I am not. My brother has made sure of that. He and the rest of my tormentors do a great job of keeping me on the outskirts of popularity.All of the students rush into the building as if it is any other day. But it isn’t just any other day for me. No, today is going to be different. “Today is going to be a good day,

JAREKWhen I saw the Princess this morning and the smell of roses encompassed my senses I almost dropped to my knees and worshiped the ground that she walked on right then and there. Her bright, emerald, green eyes shone bright against her pale skin and her dark black hair. I watched her from a distance as she bent over to pull the books out of her locker and had to fight back the groan that threatened to escape my lips at the sight of her round ass up in the air. But then the other shoe dropped and I realized she was too good to be true. Wolfless. My mate is wolfless. She might be the Princess of the werewolf world but how can I bring a mere human home to the pack. I would be made the laughing stock of Alphas. Sure there are some within the werewolf community that accept their human mates but not in the Red Moon Pack. We are determined to keep our bloodlines pure. While I am sitting at the lunch table between Chad and a few of his friends, I can smell her scent as soon as

KEENAKayla presses the cup to my lips and says, "bottoms up," as she tips the bottom of my drink. A little bit of the fruity drink dribbles down my chin and Kayla busts out laughing. As Kayla lets go of the cup, I turn the cup the rest of the way up and gulp down the fruity drink. My head starts to spin slightly as the alcohol reaches my system. Unlike a werewolf or a lycan I have to be careful of how much alcohol that I drink. Since I am no more than a human, I can get drunk like one too. But tonight I don't care. I plan on having a good time. Once the first drink hits my blood stream I feel loose and happy. Kayla downs two more drinks while I wait for her at the bar and then grabs my hand and drags me out onto the dance floor. So far no one has noticed that I am even there. Everyone's eyes are on Faris and his group of friends. As Kayla and I dance on the floor, I let my eyes wander over to the corner where my brother and his friends are standing. I see that Jarek ha

KEENA"Princess... Princess..." A panicked voice calls out. My eyes flutter open and I see the same hazel eyes staring at me that I saw right before I passed out. I expect the eyes to belong to Jarek but they don’t. They belong to a warrior that is standing half naked in front of me. "Princess," the warrior with hazel eyes says more gently now that my eyes are open. "I am going to move you away from..." he clears his throat awkwardly. "Away from the mess." Scooping me into his arms I breathe in heavily and let his peppermint scent wash over me. It isn't as enticing as Jarek's sandalwood scent but it is still alluring. My body is stiff and awkward as he holds me in his arms. Carefully the warrior steps over the body of the rogue that he saved me from and walks me into the living room of the pack house."Thank you for saving me," I whisper. "It was an honor," the warrior looks at me with a sheepish smile on his face. "Shouldn't you go back out to the fight?" I ask him

KEENAOrange flames begin to burst from my fingertips. My eyes flicker over to Kayla helplessly. I don't know how to control my magic and I don't want her to get hurt. "Run," I command them both but my voice does not sound like my own. Faris grabs Kayla by the arm and drags her from my bedroom just before the orange flames engulf my hands. Tears begin to stream down my face as the flames begin to travel up my arms. "She needs help," I hear Kayla say from behind my brother. I watch helplessly as Faris holds Kayla back from trying to run back into the bedroom. "Someone help her," she screams at the top of her lungs. Just as the flames begin to engulf my bed, Ward rushes in my room with a stunned look on his face. "Why is she on fire?" Ward asks my brother and I can hear the panic in his voice. He tries to take a step in my direction but I shake my head and move farther back on the bed. "Don't come any closer," I yell as I close my eyes and try to focus on the flames th