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Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty
**ASHTON**"They're fucken the same!" I downed the third glass of Scotch for the evening as fury sizzled through my body at the thought of Gwendolyn. I was close to believing she was different, that perhaps, she wasn't like Emma after all. And for the second time, I survived being fooled by the same breed of canines.Indeed, I fell into her trap. Like I did to Emma. Yesterday after I tried to persuade her not to go with my sister on the outing with her mate, I was certain she was going to agree. She wanted me. I knew that. I saw it in the way she looked at me, endured all the things I did to her, craving for my absolute acceptance. Unknown to me, she was a snake, cunningly toiling hard, waiting to strike at the right time. It wasn't up to an hour later, and I saw her leaving the palace dressed like a whore. One would think she was the one whose mate was taking out. That mutt even came to pick them. And I fucken saw the way he looked at her."Stupid rogue!" I squeezed the glass betwe
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-one
**GWEN**Leaving the palace was a premium mistake which I was to learn later that night after crossing the great palatial gates. Agreed, I was furious at Ashton for the cruel things he said to me. It wasn't the first time he was crossing the line, but for goodness sake, I felt like it was because he knew I was desperate that he was intentionally doing these things. Knowing fully well I was too handicapped to act.I detoured into the forest with my bag, having nowhere in mind to go. In the forest, I wandered until I arrived at a small stream, which by now was beginning to rouse from sleep.By this time, the sky’s radiant smile started peeking through the dense cloud, aiding to give me a clear direction of the pathways."Phew.” I dumped my bag with an audible sigh and followed suit on the floor. The sharp grasses protested under me, letting out a loud squeak. I ignored them. Not them too.With my knees pulled up, I placed my chin on it and simply stared at the water, in blankness. I cou
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-two
**ASHTON**Women are selfish. I have come to know that ever since Emma broke my heart. Yet today as I mounted Striker and thrust the stirrups forward to make him gallop fast out of the palace, I knew that Emma's selfishness was nothing compared to that of Gwendolyn. She couldn't have chosen a better time to do this than the period of our game. A time when we are expected to be at the arena cheering our people on to show our maximum support. And now I couldn't even be there, all because of her irrational behaviour. I didn't think she could carry out her threat of leaving after yesterday. In my head, those were mere words uttered in the hit of anger, in addition to the knowledge that she had nowhere to go.She told me herself. This place was her only hope. So where in hell did she run off to?"Yah!" I pulled the reins, having no idea where I was heading but somehow I had an inkling that if Gwendolyn couldn't be found anywhere around the palace and even the so-called arena she lied to
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-three
**GWEN**I lingered a little until I was certain Ashton was gone hence I opened the compartment I was hidden in and climbed out. Tyler still standing by the door apparently confused, swerved around at the sound and exhaled in relief when he saw me. "I thought as much!" He earned nearer. "How was it possible he didn't even know you were there? His Lycae could have sniffed you out.”I dusted my hands and stood erect. I was shocked too. The compartment I hid was directly below the wardrobe. It was a last moment decision to try to hide from my irksome mate.When I heard him ascending, I had no choice but to seek a place to hide. I couldn't leave the room knowing he could easily catch me. I also knew my scent was profound in the room and gathered he would know I was here. So, I opened the window as a form of distraction to make him think I left. Then, rummaging around, I found the compartment and thanks to my smaller physique-compared to them-I was able to fit in.I sighed and sat on the
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-four
**ASHTON**"Why are you coming this late to the games?" I asked my sister who was twenty minutes late to the arena. Today the ladies from the Sarokee Loop dancing group were going to perform. The Sarokee was an ancient dance of the goddess performed mostly before the Redmoon to appease the goddess. It was believed that this dance pleased the goddess so much that that night, those who witnessed it were instantly blessed with whatever be their hearts desires. I used to believe. But now sitting here watching it alone without my mate by myself, it made me question if truly these speculations were true."I woke up late,” She answered, sitting in her seat and giving Williams that familiar smile I have noticed was reserved for only him. If not that she already found her mate, I would surely suspect she and my Beta.I used to, to be honest. I didn't want to consider it deeply because I trusted Williams would confide in me if he ever felt that way towards her. And of course, he wouldn't even d
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-five
**GWEN**"Tyler, is that you?" I asked from the bedroom, loud enough to be heard from downstairs. I knew he was because he was the only one who came in without knocking at the front door. Well, Abby too. It was a tactic of deception. Tyler informed me last week that he had sensed Ashton nearby in the bush, watching the house. Though, he was very smart not to let Ashton notice he was aware of his presence. Since then, Abby came here often and during the day when they were away, I rarely left the house or made a movement that could catch anyone's attention from outside."Yes, blondie." I grinned. Somehow, Tyler thought Blondie would make a fine nickname for me. I stood up from the bed and raced down the stairs.He was bearing a package and turned from locking the door to graze me a cheeky smile. "There you are, looking pretty." I stopped in front of him and looked at the package."Is that for me?""Maybe..." He eyed it, then gave it to me. "You should check."I took it and opened the b
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty-six
**GWEN**Ashton would never change. I am a woman holding a whiny thread of hope that my mate would finally see me. That he would forget about his past. About the woman that broke his heart and focused on what he had with me. It was ironic that my heart was broken same as his, yet, here I was willing to try again, while he was doing the same thing my best friend did to me, and even at that, he still thought me the enemy. Abby said he had changed, he was going to be good to me. But when he barged through that door like a bull, charging in like he owned the place straight at me I saw him just the way I had always seen him. A bully. A monster. "Get away from me, you narcissistic bastard!" I took off before he would get to me. I couldn't believe Abby betrayed me. I trusted her and she brought him here. I ran blindly with tears falling down by face. I didn't see my path, all I wanted was to hide away until Tyler got back and save me. Nevertheless, before I would get to the stairs, hug
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Eighty- seven
**GWEN**My room felt foreign to me when I entered it. I stood at the door, my bag dumped on the floor, staring emptily. Or maybe the emptiness was from within. I had that ilk that my feat was in vain; one without triumph and that made me feel stupid.I hissed, strode to my wardrobe to deposit my bag and went to sit on the bed with my hands covering my face. By now, I was certain Ashton must have heard I was back. Or sensed it.I was ready for whatever punishment he had in store for me. All I cared about was for him to release Tyler. The young man did nothing to deserve what was done to him.I caught his scent even before he reached my door. Ashton.The door bounced in and there he stood, all-powerful. And for once I allowed myself an illusion that he truly missed me. Adverse to yesterday, today he looked really awful. His cheekbones were visible and his stubbles were slightly overgrown. Black bags the size of my balled fist were designed beneath his eyelids and his entire carriage wa
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