Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE RUTHLESS LYCAN CURVY DAMNATION : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

TiffanieAs the bouncing finally stopped, I pulled in a slow breath and forced myself to look straight ahead instead of at the hundreds of faces all pointed in my direction."You're okay," he murmured, his thumb brushing gently against my skin. "Just breathe."I nodded and swallowed the lump climbing up my throat.The courtyard didn't even look like the same place I'd ever seen before. Golden lanterns hung from the huge trees ringing the space, their warm glow melting into the soft evening light. Long tables draped in white and gold stretched across the whole courtyard, covered in food, flowers, and crystal glasses that caught the light every time someone moved.Music was playing softly in the background, but the conversations had all dropped down a few notches now that Killian had taken his seat.And apparently, I was the main event.I could feel eyes on me from every direction.Some were curious, some were approving. And others? They were definitely not happy.I tried not to let it

TiffanieThe applause slowly died down and Killian walked up to me, his lips stretching into a smile as he held his arms out towards me. I skipped into his embrace, resting my head on his chest. “That was very brave of you..” he said as we pulled away from each other. “Maybe I should give you alcohol every now and then.”“Don’t be crazy..” I laughed, tucking my hair behind my ears. “I’m so proud of you, Tiffanie. When I saw her walking up to you with her friends, I was worried you’d give her the satisfaction of making you sad. But when I noticed how unbothered you were, I decided to sit back and watch the drama unfold.”I tilted my head, grinning nonstop even as my cheeks hurt from all the smiling. “I think I’m ready to get out of here.. it’s getting suffocating already.” I muttered and he nodded. He crossed my arm over his and led me back towards the palace, leaving all the noise and the whispers behind. My heart was full as I walked beside him and the moment we got to his chambe

TiffanieWhen I woke up this morning, I met only a few women seeking to speak with me outside and so I didn’t think of it as a big deal. I didn’t even have breakfast at all before going out to speak to them because I only assumed it was going to be only a few minutes. But here I was, two hours later, still in the gazebo and it was no longer big enough to fit all the women in. I was getting overwhelmed by the number of people around me and I could feel sweat building up in the back of my neck. “I haven’t been here long enough, so this is a bit too much for me right now..” I said, trying to ease the air with a little laughter. “My lady, we don’t mean to overwhelm you. It’s just that seeing you here is just something we’ve never seen before and I must say, it’s beautiful.” One of the women started and I clutched my chest, tipping my head to the side as I smiled. “For years I have lived in the shadows. Everyone told me that I wasn’t worth looking at.. no designer would make a dress f

TiffanieI took a few more steps toward the library before stopping in my tracks.My hand instinctively reached for the books tucked against my chest, but my mind was nowhere near themThere was something about Maeve that I couldn’t shake.Maybe it was the way her smile seemed to disappear whenever she thought I wasn’t looking. Or perhaps it was the strange familiarity I felt whenever I looked into her eyes.Whatever it was, I wanted to know her.I turned around.“Actually…” I muttered to myself, glancing back down the hallway. “I’ll go to the courtyard.”The library could wait.I headed toward the courtyard, my footsteps quickening as I imagined the conversation we could have. I wanted to ask her why she hated open spaces. I wanted to know how long she had been here and, more importantly, why I felt like I had known her for much longer than a few minutes.When I reached the courtyard, I looked around and took a seat on one of the benches. I already told her to meet me in the evening

Tiffanie My brows furrowed and I adjusted on the bench, “What on earth does that even mean?” I asked. Maeve took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair, her eyes drifting off behind me like she was trying to gather the courage to speak to me. I reached for her hand and placed mine on it, rubbing gently to assure her that I’m not going to judge her, whatever her story is. “Long before now, I always dreamed of being a castle warrior.” She started, “it was all I could think of. I trained myself, I read everything that was there to be read about being a castle warrior, I saved a lot of money so I’d be able to pay to be trained.” Her eyes watered up and she paused, thinning her lips in a bid to push the tears back in. “I thought I was getting somewhere, and so I found my way to the castle so I could follow the preliminaries sparring on the training ground. My heart was filled with so much joy and anticipation, I told myself I won’t end up like what everyone around me tho