All Chapters of The Lycan King's Rejected Daughter: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Hello my Lovely Readers. I went ahead and updated the rest of the chapters for this month today. I have a very busy week coming up and wasn't sure if I would be able to update tomorrow or the day after. I will do my best to get back to regular updates as soon as I can. Someone in my family is having medical issue and I need to be there for them at this time. I am only human but I promise I will not leave you all hanging. I hope that you are enjoying the story thus far. If you are please feel free to drop a comment, vote, or rate. Thanks again for all of the love and support, Solange Daye

KEENA We walk into the restaurant twenty minutes later than we had agreed to be there. I had no idea that our little tryst in the bathroom had caused us so much time. I wanted nothing more than to make a good impression on Ward's parents but that doesn't look like I will be doing that tonight. As we walk to the table where Ward's parents are seated I notice that they are not alone. A beautiful blonde woman with stunning blue eyes in a black cocktail dress is sitting next to Ward's father. I look up at Ward in confusion and I can practically see the smoke coming from his ears. As we approach the table Ward's father jumps to his feet and bares his neck to me in submission, but neither his mother nor the other woman sitting at the table do. Ward opens his mouth to say something about it but I squeeze his hand and shake my head "no." Ward bends down and whispers in my ear, loud enough for everyone to hear, "they are disrespecting you." "It is fine, Ward," I say as I glare

KEENA The world stops speeding by me and I come to an abrupt halt. My head is spinning like I have drunk too much alcohol and it feels like I am going to puke. "If you are going to vomit please do so over there," the blonde woman says with her nose wrinkled in disgust. Swallowing the vomit that rises in my throat, I don't want to appear weak. I let my eyes look around where we have landed. We are in the middle of a dark forest. There is nothing but trees surrounding us. I try to look up into the sky but the tree canopy is too thick. Closing my eyes I try to imagine myself back in the restaurant bathroom. Certainly I should be able to teleport to a location that I have been before, but my body doesn't move. I squeeze my eyes shut harder and try to imagine myself back at the royal mansion but once again my body doesn't move. I open my eyes to see the blonde haired woman staring in my direction with a smirk on her face. Anger rises through my chest and I can feel my po

KEENA My eyes fly open and I awaken to find myself alone in a room, lying on a comfortable bed. Sitting up in my bed I look at my surroundings. The room doesn't appear to be a prison of some sort. It is nicer than the Omega rooms in the royal mansion. From the tiny but comfortable bed I am sitting on I can see a dresser and a small bedside table. On the opposite side of the room there is a small chair in the corner of the room and I am not at all surprised to see that it is full. Sylvia has made herself comfortable in the chair. She is sitting in the chair sideways with her legs hanging over the arms. She is swinging her legs staring up at the ceiling. "It took you long enough to wake up," she says as she continues to stare at the ceiling. "How long was I out?" I ask her. "Two days," she says and she turns her head in my direction. I have to admit that she is beautiful. I can see why Ward's parents chose her as a mate for him. Her beautiful blonde hair flows ef

WARDI pull into the driveway of my parents house. Turning off the engine to my car I stare up at the house that I grew up in. Or rather the house that I was supposed to have grown up in. There are no childhood memories in this house. Just memories of being carted around the world. Sitting at dig sites while my parents looked for lycan and werewolf artifacts. I remember being about ten years old and we were in Egypt, I think. I remember looking at the beautiful murals that were on the inside of one of the lycan pyramids. I looked up at the mural of warriors fighting and protecting the pharaoh. I knew at that moment that is what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I wanted to be a protector and that is exactly what I have become. Once I turned eighteen I sat my parents down and told them that I was joining the Royal Guard. The conversation did not go as well as I thought it would. I thought after decades of studying lycan warriors and werewolf warriors my parents wou