All Chapters of The Lycan King's Rejected Daughter: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

KEENA Opening my eyes I let out a groan. The darkness of the void encompasses me once again. Frustration flows through my body. I don’t want to be here. Lying on my back I stare up at the darkness and scream. “Why am I here again?!” I kick my legs back and forth like a toddler throwing a tantrum. As I kick my legs I can hear the voices of the void hissing with laughter. I plug my fingers in my ears to drown out the laughter and I yell gibberish loudly. I close my eyes tightly and try to drown out the voices of the void. Suddenly the sounds of the void are quiet and I am surrounded by the familiar chatter of students. My eyes fly open and I look around and find myself outside of the high school in Lycan City. I see Kayla’s bouncing blonde hair running toward the front door of the school. That’s when I see myself. Standing in my best dress outside of the high school with a worried look on my face. Slowly I approach myself. I know what day this is. It is the f

WARDI don’t want to startle the little witch that I caught out of the corner of my eye. I keep my eyes focused on James laying on the ground. “Do you see what I see?” I mumble under my breath as I kneel beside James. I want James to be discreet but he doesn’t catch the hint. He peeks around me and his eyes widen. “Hey!” He yells out to the little red-headed witch. “Can you help us get out of here?” Emerson and I both hide our heads in our hands and groan in frustration. “Don’t scare her off,” I say under my breath. “She is the only chance we have,” James says loudly. “Plus she looks harmless.” “Have you ever met a witch?” Emerson growls at his father. “They all look harmless.” The little red-headed witch comes out from behind the doorway and stands out in the open. Her red hair is messy on top of her head. It doesn’t look like it has been brushed in weeks. Curly tendrils frame her face delicately. She looks like she could be no older than fifteen or sixteen.

KEENA Tingles and electricity spread across my skin and I know that I am in the arms of my mate. My eyes flutter open and I see Ward staring down at me with a concerned look on his face. “None of these doors lead to the outside,” I hear someone yell from behind Ward. “Perhaps we need to go to another level.” “There isn’t any time,” Ward yells over his shoulder. “This place is going to fall down around us.” I lift my head up and see the walls around us cracking. The sunlight is beginning to peak through the cracks that are forming in the walls. “What is going on?” I ask as I fight to get out of Ward’s arms. “I killed the High Priestess,” Ward says but there is no pride in his voice. Only panic. “We can’t find our way out of this coven. “I can find our way out,” I spit out. “Where is Evette?” “Evette is gone,” Ward says sadly. “The High Priestess killed her.” A smile spreads across my lips and evil thoughts intrude my mind. “I am the last one left,” I mur

KEENA 3 Years Later It has been three years since we returned to Lycan City. It has been three years since the darkness was bound inside of me. Not a day goes by where I don’t feel it itching below my skin begging to be set free. But just as he promised Ward has stayed by my side through everything. Sometimes nightmares wake me up in the middle of the night. Memories of the past haunt me while sleep. Visions of what could have been, if I had kept my magic, plague my mind. When I feel the magic beneath my skin becoming too strong, Ward pulls me close to him and snuggles into my hair. The steady beat of his heart reminds me of why I gave everything up. I gave it up for him. I gave it up to save humanity. “I’m home,” I hear Ward’s voice yelling out for me as he walks through the front door of the little house that my parents gave us on the outskirts of Lycan City. Running to the front of the house, I jump into his arms and he swings me around happily. “How was your fi

KEENA I hold the little girl to my chest and rock her back and forth. Ward and I have been trying to have a baby for the past three years. We knew that it was a long shot considering what the witches had done to me. Ward had assured me that he didn’t care if we could have children or not. But I can always see the longing in his eyes when we pass by another couple with a child. “You know that we have to tell Faris,” Ward says and my heart drops. “Can’t we just keep her to ourselves for a while?” I say as I push my bottom lip out in a pout. Willow has her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. “Who is Faris?” She whispers tentatively beside my ear. I glower at Ward before I look back at Willow. “Faris is my brother,” I tell her and her little arms relax around my neck a little bit. “This isn’t a secret that we can keep from Faris,” Ward run his fingers through his dark hair. “We don’t know where she can from. What if someone comes looking for her?” Willow buries