Semua Bab Rejected by the lycan king: Bab 1 - Bab 5

I stood in the middle of the field, reminiscing over the miserable existence I called a life.“Ah”, I groaned as I felt pain surging through my body. I stretched my hand behind me, grimacing at the feel of the fresh cut Lucretia inflicted on my poor back.“What are you standing there for?!!” she yelled.I turned, startled and frightened to my bones, as I watched her rushing towards me, a long whip in her hand.“You bastard child!” she yelled, the reverberation of her voice harmonizing with the lashing sound her whip made against my skin.“The next time I come out, you'd better be done trimming the lawn, or you'll be in a state much worse than this”, Lucretia threatened as I clutched tightly to my torn dress, visibly shaken, with tears streaming from my eyes.I spotted Dahlia, my step sister, staring from afar. Lucretia had warned her to stay away from me because she didn't want her associating with a “filthy creature”---in her own words.I continued trimming the lawn, totally ignoring

There is no way that man is the Lycan King, and my soon to be husband!” I screamed in my head.Father had moved us to the formal dining room now, taking his place at the end with Lucretia and leaving me to sit beside the Lycan King. Everyone seemed joyous and their chatters continued till I spaced out, thinking about what was going to be of my life.I did more of picking food pieces than actually eating, as my mind drifted to Dahlia and just how lucky she was to escape this fate I was being forced into.“The food is not to your liking?” I looked up sharply, my gaze locking with that of the Lycan King. The whole table had gone quiet and I quickly turned to look at my Father, glancing over Lucretia who already wore a pinched look.I turned back to the Lycan King. “Uh, No, My King. It’s just-–“ I looked back at my father and then again, to the Lycan King. “---I don’t like peas”, I finished.Immediately I said it, a server rushed to my side and lifted my plate, murmuring an apology as he

“That’s the Lycan King?” Dahlia’s face was pressed against my window pane as she looked out towards the procession being held for the Lycan King. He'd been in our pack for two days now, and it was easy to say that I had been avoiding him.I kept waiting for him to make a big scene and accuse my parents for their deceit or reject me and order for Dahlia to be made his, but he didn't.My head hung between my legs as my fears threatened to kill me. “Are you alright?” Dahlia asked as she rubbed slow circles around my back.“Why are you being so nice? It's unnerving”, I knew better than to believe she was suddenly willing to change her attitude towards me for genuine reasons.She ignored my question and continued, “Mother told me that you and the Lycan King were locked in Father’s study for hours.”“It wasn’t hours, Dahlia…and we weren’t ‘locked in’ or anything of the sorts…Goddess!” She drew back, her guilty eyes watching me warily.“I know I’m probably the last person you want to see rig