"I can't fall in love. Mom, I don't even know what it is all about. I have no interest in it at all, so can you stop all this talking to me?" My voice was at its highest pitch. I was literally yelling at my mother as she sat beside me on the bed talking about love and how important it is in everyone's life.
I was so angry and disgusted at the same time.
"Son, you need to find the woman meant for you. You really have to give them a chance. Call out any girl in this kingdom or even outside this kingdom, and I will get her for you." She mumbled, blinking those blue eyes, which were already wet with sadness as she stared at me.
"I don't like any girl in this world. You and Dad want me to find a woman to be my queen so I can rule this kingdom, right? Okay, the truth is that I am not capable. Someone else can take over me then if getting a mate is a must before I can be the next king!" I snorted, and got out of bed.
"Son, do you even know what you are saying? Can you hear yourself out? You want our family to lose out as the ruling lineage?" She bawled, but I was almost out of the room already, so her voice was faint to my ears.
I can't believe she isn't tired yet. She is not tired of coming to my room every morning to beg me to fall in love, pleading that I should accept a girl into my life.
She has succeeded in ruining my day. This isn't the first time I've told everyone that I know nothing about love and that it's not my fault that I hate every single girl who crosses my path. Any of them who had forced themselves on me too much had ended up losing their lives from my ferocious anger.
Is it just too hard for them to get it into their skull that I have no heart to love? I don't have any interest in that nonsense. It irritates me. It makes me feel like throwing up.
Gosh!
I slammed the door of the bathroom, undressed and sank myself inside the bathtub of cold water, feeling the chills spread around my skin, making it shiver a bit. I loved the sweet sensations it spread through my entire body.
It is just unfortunate that I can't stay here all day, especially when my father would be waiting for me to join him in the palace to settle the kingdom's issues. I wish they would all let me be. I wish everyone could just get the hell out of my life and leave me all alone.
I really hate being around people, especially girls. Their peering eyes, wet with wild desires and lust for me sickens me. Maybe my handsomeness is a torment from the moon goddess, because I don't see why I appeared that way, drawing attention to myself.
My name is Jaden Lake. I am 25 and the only son of Taylor Lake, the king of the Lycans. Yes, we are Lycans, the last set of our kind. Few, but feared and respected by every wolf on the planet. Many packs had gone into extinction from trying to use their greater numbers to bring us down.
We aren't up to a hundred, yet those werewolves who are up to thousands couldn't range higher than us. You don't expect them to overcome us when we are stronger and highly skilled.
Well, all that is none of my business or concern. My greatest concern is the pestering of my parents. I don't see any importance in love, yet they hold it in high esteem as if it is where life depends on it.
"Jaden!" My father yelled out my name through mind link, and it was with great effort and struggle that I didn't hiss at him. It wasn't even up to an hour after I got here and he was already calling on me as if I was the one rulling the kingdom. Why can't he fucking stay in that palace himself?
"I am bathing!" I fumbled, rolling my eyes and glaring at his image in my head, even when I knew he was not seeing me.
"Get your sick ass here at this moment! Are you giving birth in that bathroom? Why do I need to yell your name every morning before you come over to the palace?" He growled, and I could hear his fist banging at whatever it was.
I knew his frustration wasn't anything far from what I repeated to my mother this morning. She must have told him, and now he feels like bursting apart. I have noticed his major reason for having me in the palace was so I could see the daughters of royal visitors who come to visit him.
Nonsense.
"I will be there in a jiffy!" I sighed, sinking my entire body in the water as my eyes shut to avoid the water from entering my eyes, and once again, like always, my dark past came haunting me, making my breath become rapid as my heart pounded so hard inside my chest.
My biggest secret, which no one knows about, not even my parents. I don't want to remember it, but almost anytime I shut my eyes inside the bathtub, it comes into my head like a predator stalking forward to me as the prey which will be devoured soon.
I regret that action every single day of my life, but there is nothing I can do to rewind the hand of the clock. I just have to live with it. At least my desires were fulfilled.
"Jaden!" My father's growl came again, and this time it was more frustrating. He was literally enraged, and I couldn't help but smirked at the thought that there was nothing he could do to me, especially since I am ten times stronger than he.
My powers and special abilities are rare and have never been seen before. Some sorcerers claim I am a hybrid, while others claim I am descended from the moon goddesses; all of this is nonsense in my opinion.
"Do you know I can disown you for being always disobedient!" His angry voice came again, and I rolled my eyes again in exasperation.
"You will see me there in a few minutes. I am sorry," I mumbled, washing my body hastily.
My father would continue to threaten me with disown because he knows that is all he has over me.Being disowned could be a major setback in my life because I would lose my royalty and respect for the last time.
I can't even think of facing that, so I have no choice but to do all he says once he uses that threat, even when I know he might never do that.
Who would want to disown a powerful creature like me?
"You don't have to be too fast. Take it easy. Another girl is in the palace; that's why he is calling on us." My wolf, Zane, snorted.
"I know." My reply came with another loud and drawn hiss. I could feel the reluctance of my wolf. We both hate mates and the word "love" so much and wish to be alone forever, but it just seems like we are unfortunate to be the lycan prince.
After almost 30 minutes, I was done bathing and as dressing up. While standing in front of the mirror as I combed my gold wavy hair downwards, I couldn't deny the fact that I was extremely cute. I mean, too hot and handsome, that it was frustrating to me. I mean, all this is useless and does nothing more than make girls act crazy around me and drooling over me. I had to walk around with body guards to avoid any of them from coming close to me. I got this almond-shaped sea rover-blue eyes and bristly eyebrows with hawkish nose and defined cheekbones with a concrete jaw giving me a perfect handsome face.I hissed and flung the comb away and that revealed my muscular arms and Titan’s shoulders through the short sleeve shirt I was putting on. Not even my broad chest and six packs could be hidden by the red shirt.Everyone kept telling me how flawless I was from head to toe with their cheesy smiles and eyes full of admiration. If only they knew how much I wish not to hear all that.Gosh!
Ava's POV I opened my eyes slowly but shut them back as a whimper escaped my lips. Immense pain was all I felt spreading around my left arm region, but that wasn't why my heart was broken. I can't believe once again I escaped death and just woke up from my unconsciousness. My prayers to die weren't answered again. My eyes ached as burning tears seared deep inside my eye sockets while my lips quivered as I sobbed in sadness. "What type of life is this?" I mumbled to myself. My heart seemed to be on fire from the sharp pangs I was feeling. It was a horror to see my father attack me with a knife. He didn't just threaten me with it, but had also struck me with the knife. Not only that, he ignored me even when I was bleeding and still went ahead to ask for his bracelet. I was dying from loss of blood, but the beast of a father didn't care even the smallest bit. At the end, the bracelet was found in his room. I was blamed and injured for something I have no idea about. "Oh, God, why
Ava's POV "What true identity are you talking about?" I asked in terror, panting as I began to understand what was about to befall me. Everything was becoming clear in my head, and now I can't help the quaking fear building up in me. "Are you a demon spy?" He asked calmly again. My body was so weak and exhausted as I hadn't eaten and also lost a lot of blood from the wound my father gave me and now I can't imagine going through the torture of silver and wolfsbane. What kind of scroll did Aurora find and how could it term me as a demon spy? Why the hell is my life this miserable? "If you don't believe me, then it's fine. Just get out of here and allow me to face my fate alone. Allow me to suffer and die since that's what everyone in this pack wants! If I am a demon, I won't let myself be inflicted with all these pains and tortures. I would have used my powers to kill all my oppressors. " I paused as my heart was now thumping so fast, causing my breath to hitch. My whole body was s
Finally, I entered the sitting room of the Royal Pack, and everywhere was dead silent, with dead bodies scattered around, cold and stiff with blue eyes open. I screamed in fear as the dead bodies seemed to be haunting. It forced me to shut my eyes, looking away. Once again, that hoarse, sarcastic laugh began. This time it was more intense and came from the royal palace, where my father could be. "No! No! No! This is not real!" I whimpered, sprinting erratically to the palace, as I prayed for wake. It should be a nightmare, but the more I ran forward to the palace with the laughter increasing in my head, the more I felt the sensation all over me. Everything appeared too real to be a dream. "Here she comes!!" That was what I heard just as I kicked open the door of the palace. "Ava!!" I heard that same feminine voice that had called me out in fear at the beginning. It was calling me again, but the difference was that I was seeing her right in front of me. A woman clad in a white roy
Ava's POV I found myself bursting into a loud cry, and the moment my mouth opened a bit, the fluid found its way in, and that instantly set my belly on fire. It was so extreme that my skin began to bleed. "Open that box and bring her out. It is already past an hour! She hasn't shown any signs of being a demon! Why is she still left in there?." Stan's voice echoed inside my ears, and it made my heart burn in rage. So it had passed one hour, yet those cruel souls still left me here. How much more wicked can they be? After a few minutes after Stan's words, the box opened and I was pulled out, feeling sore all over my body. My entire skin was hurting me like hell, so I had to gnash my teeth to avoid crying like a baby in front of them all. I really have to be strong before they push me to my death. My blood from the bleeding part of my skin was mixed with the liquid as they both drenched my body from head to toe. It was like I was injured in almost every one of me, both internal and
I swallowed the lump in my throat, closing my eyes tightly as the strange and unusual sensation rushed through me with a compelling force that made me shake in terror. I wasn't in my right senses anymore, and it felt like I was going to burst into a ferocious beast. "I will show you what the bald guy can do, right here and now! No need for shouting or struggling because no one can hear you from this soundproof room" I heard the guard's voice snarl at me, and each word was like fuel to the raging fire burning inside me. "Why are her eyes closed and she isn't screaming or struggling to escape?" Another voice, which sounded like that of the second guard, waved past my ears, and I tried to move my body, but it was like I was paralyzed to the ground. I was no longer in control of my body as it seemed to be disconnected from my brain. Now even my eyes could open again. Fear gripped me and I tried to scream, which was all but impossible. Lying hopelessly on the ground, I kept hoping to t
Jaden's POV Anger was all that filled my heart as I walked into the palace, puffing and huffing, my eyes bloodshot in fury that I felt like slapping these two creatures that bore me. My parents were at it again. They just succeeded in luring me into sleeping in the same room as the daughter of an Alpha back there in their pack. a girl I know nothing about. It was their other plan to make me fall in love, but little did they know it was all only making me fall in hatred deeper than they thought. "We received a message that you slapped the daughter of Alpha Brian!" My father growled just when he spotted me walking in. I knew the report would reach their ears quickly, and it vexed me that I didn't kill her instead. She was just lucky not to be adamant. I swear I won't spare her life. "You said I'd represent you at Alpha's first sons conference at the Dark River Pack. Why didn't you tell me how far the journey was?" I seethed, gritting my teeth as it was so clear what their plan was.
"Shit," I cursed under my breath, looking away as I saw the mischievous glint in his eyes. "Wow, you really care for her so much. Well, the good news is that I came to her rescue earlier before they could succeed in raping her. I killed the one on top of her and warned the other to take care of Ava or I'd kill him and his family after making him get the smell of my Lycan scent. They didn't succeed in raping her. Don't get too angry." He crooned, displaying those sets of teeth in a smile, and that forced my cheeks to flush red in embarrassment. Fuck! He really got me. Even I am confused for having such a reaction to the news of her rape. It's not like I have anything to do with her. "Ava is fine. When are you going to meet her? The exquisite goddess in human form whose alluring beauty can make every man drool and desire her like his life," he drawled, grinning in glee, but all he said made me almost puke. "Get out of my room now before I kill you!" I ordered, and he nodded, smiling