All Chapters of Savannah: The Pack's Outcast: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A month later, Princess Celia was still feeling right at home at Valeria. Savannah was at a loss on how to react concerning how her sister always found a way to attend the training sessions with her. Every time she showed up, at times mid-training, Savannah would see the irritation clear on Lexington’s face and some part of her almost felt sorry for Celia. She was clearly throwing herself at the guy who talked to her out of mere courtesy. It was pitiful honestly but who saw Savannah to judge? She was still trying to make the Prince who hates the fact that she breathed in oxygen, love her. Trying to convince him not to send her back home. Only goddess knew exactly what home meant for it clearly wasn’t Hybern.On the side, Ryker was losing his mind. No matter how much he tried to approach Savannah, she ignored him and the last time he finally got them alone, she warned him sternly to stay from her. When he ignored that and tried to kiss her, he was slapped in the face and was told to ac

Her fingers slowly closed into a fist, tightening beside her before she pushed out a breath and slowly turned to face the queen. She felt her heart jump and then plummet to her feet. Was this about what the queen had seen a month ago? Savannah was painfully aware that she’d never discussed it with her and it hung over her head like a knife, its pointed tip shooting for her head at the slightest provocationShe plastered a meek smile on her face but the queen was not having it. She yelled. “Dinner should have started minutes ago but we all had to wait for you! You have become such an insolent idiot!”Scalding fury coursed through Ryker’s veins as he listened to his mother babble on about how Savannah had been disrespectful towards her since she entered the palace. His lips thinned into a straight line as he forced himself to keep from saying anything. Jumping into Savannah’s defense wouldn’t bode well for either of them especially with what the queen had seen. He was already on a tight

A strangled gasp of surprise clawed its way up from the depths of Savannah's chest, only to be stifled by Ryker's palm as he forcefully covered her mouth. She pushed his hand aside, her eyes wide with panic, and whispered in a hushed, urgent tone, "Why are you here? Did anyone see you follow me?"He shook his head softly, his eyes scanning their surroundings cautiously. "You left in such a rush," he whispered. "I needed to make sure you were okay. I don't think anyone suspects I followed you; they've all retreated to their own rooms since dinner abruptly ended. You spent quite a while in there, and I was on the verge of breaking in, worried."Savannah's tone didn't even soften as she hissed back, "Humor is the last thing on my mind right now. Look at me. Do I look fine to you?"He tilted his head to the side, allowing his eyes to sweep her form from head to toe before he shrugged casually. “You tell me. You seem to be really comfy with my brother.”Savannah's voice crackled with pent-

Rinsing out the remnants of the salty, musty taste in her mouth, Savannah dries her face with the hem of her dress before returning to the room. Reginald had left after finishing in her mouth so she was alone in the room. At least only her mouth would be used for the next two weeks. Savannah thought, depressed and sad as she laid back on the couch, crawling beneath the covers. She hid under there all morning, staring bleakly at the ceiling, refusing all offers of food that had been brought by other maids on Bernice’s instructions. As if fate was on her side, Reginald didn’t return to the room.For the rest of the day, she kept to the couch, fortunately, undisturbed by the queen or anybody else. She did not leave that warm cocoon until the early hours of the following morning when the desperation of her situation and the loneliness of her spirit, combined with the terrible fears of her future, drove her to seek the consolation of Valerian’s library. Other than the one in the castle, th

“So why are you all dressed up?” Celia quirked up a brow at her when she got close enough. “Got a date?” She scoffed at the end of her word as if it was totally unbelievable that Savannah would get a date and not just because she was ‘engaged’ to be married.Savannah on her end was tongue-tied and the only sound she could hear was the roaring of her own blood in her ears. She began regretting that she’d agreed to Bernice dressing her to enhance her looks.“I said where are you going all dressed like a fucking clown?” Celia snapped, this time raising her voice loud enough to make Savannah freak out and yell back. “Where I am going does not concern you in any way and you should mind your business.”Shocked by her outburst, Savannah recoiled and fell back a few steps. Celia reared her head back and burst into full-blown laughter, cackling like an old witch. “The measly bitch finally grew some balls. Tell me, what’s your secret?’“Look, Celia. I don’t want trouble. I am…” her tongue twist