All Chapters of Ruin Me,King Owen: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Arita’s POVIt had been days since I last saw the lady who stood up for me at the cafeteria. It was as if she were an angel sent from heaven to protect me. I remember how she offered me her hand to aid me stand up from the floor, not caring how dirty my hands were.Indeed, Celyn was not like the others. She was different from all these folks here. Every day at the cafeteria, I stretched my neck searching for her, but no one looked like the girl who had saved me from being beaten.I longed to see her again, to thank her properly. I wished there was someone who could give me details about her, but I knew better than to ask. I did not want attention shifting to my side, especially now that everyone had suddenly forgotten about my existence. It was as if they were all treading carefully, trying not to get on the girls’ bad side.I smiled, remembering how I told her my name and how she smiled back at me, saying my name was quite unique and beautiful.Today was unusually noisy as everyone l

King’s POVI stood still, staring at the one who had made my wolf restless. Monvane growled, annoyed at the one we were staring at.It was not our mate nor was it a young girl. It was the old witch standing at the very far end, staring at me, her gaze almost piercing through my skin.Before I could chase after her just like I have always done, she smirked and flew away through the window.This is strange. The old witch never shows herself twice in fifty years. Something is not right.I stood calmly, pondering over the supernatural kinds who are responsible for my misfortune. It was all the witches fault. Haven’t they done enough already?My bones stiffened, my muscles tensed up and my fists folded in anger.Monvane was angry too. He had thought it was because of our mate that he felt disturbed, not knowing it was the old witch.My eyes flickered, changing color from black to blood red. Monvane was taking control. I stretched my neck, straightening my bones, ready to shift, forgetting

Arita’s POVIn as much as I want to see and maybe be part of all this, I knew better not to get myself involved. Nothing good will come out of this. If this gets known, all these rich folks will save their ass, leaving me to face the consequences alone.“Please Celyn, I promise I won’t say a word to anyone about this,” I begged, looking hopefully at her, but her eyes held no feelings.“You are free to go,” she said, while she walked away touching one of the guy’s erected dick.“Do you really mean that?” I asked unbelievablely.The other ladies were surprised too as they all stopped what they were doing to hear her response.“She can’t decide not to be involved,” a lady uttered before Celyn could speak.Celyn smirked, the type that held so many words that were not said.“Go before I change my mind,” she ordered.I found myself running out of the little secret just like she had called it.My legs were barely touching the floor at how fast I was running. No one was chasing me. I did not

Arita’s POVTell me why I am still out in my morning clothes standing before the door of a hotel, instead of being in my bed resting and playing with myself with my dildo.It’s all thanks to Celyn, I said sarcastically before knocking softly on the door.The door opened immediately as if she was already waiting for my arrival. I stepped in, taking in the environment. My eyes met with Max; he had arrived earlier before me.He was fully clothed compared to how I had seen him in the changing room at the school earlier. I looked further, thinking the other girls would be here too just like the last time, but it was only Celyn, Max, and me.You sure don’t want to lose your scholarship, Celyn stated, her face showing off a bright smile.I rolled my eyes. God knows how much I want to wipe off that smile from her face with a loud slap.You still have to do more work to keep your scholarship, she stated, her back turning to me as she walked up to Max.What’s left to do again? I brought Max to

Arita’s POVThe weekend was cool, finally getting along, finally feeling like I belong in the world that once criticized me and cast me aside.Suddenly, no one remembered my ugliness. They all talked to me like normal folks.I stood before the mirror, smiling so brightly as I remembered how I had spent the weekend getting to know Zach and how suddenly we had become addicted to talking to each other.I could remember giggling late in the night while I replied to his midnight messages. He is such a talkative person online but a shy person in person.I adjusted my dress, stood before the mirror before placing a video call to him just like he had requested.His face popped up immediately, his eyes taking in my look.I spread my hands wide open while turning slowly so he could see all of my outfit.“You look good,” he stated.My face crumbled. Just that? I was expecting him to praise me, call me sweet names and shower me with compliments. Not like I was his girlfriend. What was I expecting