Lizette’s P.O.V. “Sorry, Your Highness. His Majesty is unable to attend the dinner.” What the hell! I took a day off, talked to my parents despite my grievance, and spent an entire day in the kitchen to prepare a feast for him. And that King, he couldn’t keep his word! Although my mom and dad gave me a hundred reasons that he was a King and I should be a considerate mate to understand his difficulties, my heart wasn’t ready to accept them. Firstly, I got rid of that stupid evening gown that I specially wore for him, cursing myself inwardly. There was no use of dressing like an idiot when no one was coming for dinner. It was so difficult to face my parents after this, so I went to the forest to cry my heart out. “Why is it so difficult for us to have a nice conversation in peace?” After rejection, my emotions were all over the place, I didn’t get much time to move on. Brandon was the biggest problem of my life; it wasn’t easy for me to forget him in a day. Then Vincent unexpec
Lizette’s P.O.V. King Vincent’s eyes clouded as he stared at me for a while. Then he took a deep breath, snaking his arm around my waist. “Even my name sounds better when you say it.” My heart sprinted with one thousand beats per second as he scooped me closer, burning my body with an unfamiliar fire. I couldn’t help but flinch as he leaned closer, his dashing face was inches apart from mine as he asked, “May I?” Vincent’s deep, husky whisper shot a tingling sensation down my spine, I was spellbound by charm. As in a daze, I nodded in response, with no idea of his query whatsoever. I just wanted him close to me, a part of me was screaming to sign an agreement for always staying together. Ever so slowly, he titled his head, and his warm lips landed over mine, breaking out goosebumps over my skin. My heart trembled, swaying with the waves of shuddering pleasure of my mate’s touch. Vincent’s lips were soft, drastically different from his tough appearance. Closing my eyes, I lo
Lizette’s P.O.V. My hand flew to my mouth to stifle an involuntary gasp as a feeling of dread crept up from the pit of my stomach, rendering me breathless. After being brutally rejected by Brandon, I thought that the topic of my ex-mate was concluded for good. When I didn’t complain to the Alpha office about his reckless decision, why did he share this information with his new Luna? Was he out of his fucking mind? My startled reaction satisfied Madelyn; she mocked me heartlessly. “So, you’re behaving like an innocent girl. That’s why King Vincent is moving Heaven and Earth to cherish you. Don’t worry, he’ll be aware of your trickery soon. Just wait and watch!” The scene of our intimate first kiss flashed across my mind as my heart sank, just imagining Vincent’s reaction to this news turned my world upside down. I had just started a proper relationship with my mate, I couldn’t lose him for my dark past. For a fact, lycans were way more territorial than Werewolves, and not to men
Lizette’s P.O.V. Although I wanted to stay and enjoy the full spectrum of shock on Brandon’s face, the time of my class ruined my moment. I had to rush towards the classroom. I always used to think that Alpha was a reasonable person, or at least with some dignity, to separate ex and current relationships. Unfortunately, I was truly mistaken. My warning was supposed to be enough, as everyone in the academy continued to bow and greet me like their Queen. However, Brandon broke all the records of shamelessness. Our last class was free, so I was texting Liana, who was dragged back to her home. She was grounded by her dad due to the last bullying incident. Her brother, Casper, had sent Stella to her home, he wasn’t ready to forgive her easily. In short, my BFF’s home was a mess, solely because of me. I was so engrossed in arguing with Liana that the sudden loud bang of books on the table made me jump, racing my heart. That ill-mannered person was none other than Brandon, who was dem
Lizette’s P.O.V. Fear became a tangible living force that crept over me like some hungry beast, immobilizing my body. A wave of sheer terror washed over me, raising fine hair on the back of my neck to see a strange beast. A massive human-like, white furry figure was sitting while lowering his head, he was gasping hard for breath. It was taller than me even in that posture. “A lycan?” As that creature lifted his head, I recognized him as the strongest shifter in the supernatural world. His sharp jaw and magnificent snout left me in awe. When I saw a lycan’s picture for the first time in my textbook, I was horrified for days. It haunted my dreams for a long time. With razor sharp teeth, lethal claws, and the ability to walk on two feet made them special, lycans were undoubtedly magnificent yet deadly creatures. However, despite my fear and the fame of lycan’s terror, I wasn’t scared to see a lycan in real life today. In fact, his presence was strangely pleasant, piquing my curiosi
Lizette’s P.O.V. The goosebumps broke over my skin as his husky whisper sent a tingling sensation down my spine. My heart threatened to break out of my rib cage, beating wildly. The warmth of Vincent’s manly body turned my brain into a mushy paste. I was driven crazy by his seductive sweet scent. Onyx urged me to look up and when I did it, Vincent’s handsome face was only inches away from mine. OMG! The hint of fondness in his icy amber eyes dried my throat, I could only utter a single sentence with great difficulty. “We must wait for good things!” An alluring smile toyed on Vincent’s lips as he sat backwards, his relaxed look with the sunset was adding to the beauty of the forest. He clasped his hands behind his head and sighed, “Yeah, I’m anxiously waiting.” This heavy load of emotions made me feel restless, flushing my face. Vincent was my mate and handsome, and his Lycan was constantly calling Onyx for mating. The power of our bond was drawing me like a moth to flame, c
Lizette’s P.O.V. “Not again!” I was well aware that the Royals were perfectionists, it was mentioned in the guidebook that they were used to doing everything with utmost effort. So, when teacher Marvel introduced us to the new instructor, I expected a master of this craft. An oldie with white hair. However, I was terribly wrong! It was my fate to be surprised every day! The mastermind of this whole idea entered the hall with an indifferent look on his face aka the person responsible for my social boycott: Lycan King Vincent Lawrence. Yes! My mate was the new instructor for our self-defense lessons! Firstly, my fellows and teachers started avoiding me like a plague to escape any punishment. Now, the stunt of acting like our teacher put a full stop to my social life. Like how could he come here as an instructor when he was literally the principal of our academy? What was he trying to prove? My head became a breeding den of queries as my stomach clenched with the force of restr
Vincent’s P.O.V.“Please don’t kill him, Your Majesty!”It was almost midnight, and I was unable to find a loophole in my planning, utterly baffled. After hardly arranging a combat class to flex my strength, I heroically kicked that puny Alpha’s ass. Everyone was in awe to see my lycan’s power.And all my Erasthai noticed was Alpha’s insignificant death!What the hell?Punching the pillow beside me, I groaned in frustration.“Why is this happening to me?”The attraction of the mate-bond aside, I had put maximum effort into courting Lizette. But still, it was nothing, throwing all my hard work straight to hell. It seemed that she was immune to my charms, not considering me enough. Sharpening his claws after a satisfying exercise today, Ares spoke proudly.“Little Swan called me cool, and she wasn’t scared of me. You’re the main problem here, Vincent.”“I am not a problem!”I jumped out of my bed and stood before the wall-length mirror, examining myself from different angles