All Chapters of WANTED By The Lycan Kings: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Charlotte's POVI walked away from the grocery store before Brittany could utter another word. As I walked home, I kept thinking of many things: how did Brittany know I was at the pack house today?Was I being stalked?Was she paying someone in the pack house?Could it be Clarice? My eyes narrowed; she was the only one who saw me leave this morning, and she had called me a bed warmer, having had an idea of what had happened between Asher and me the previous night. Or could it be Asher himself?So many thoughts filled my mind, and I thought about it. I needed to talk to Humphrey first and foremost before any other thing; I needed to clear things up with him.I got home before I knew it and opened the door. Mom was already in the kitchen, prepping the ingredients available for dinner."Oh, sweetie, you're back?" She called as I walked into the kitchen and placed the groceries on the aisle."Yes, Mom," I forced a smile on my face. I didn't want to worry mom. She just got out of the hospi

Charlotte POV"Oh, look who it is. Little Cinderella, or should I say, sluterella," I heard a voice that made my blood boil. I turned around to see Brittany and her minions smirking at me.My eyes dimmed as I glared at her furiously; I wanted to rip her apart. I had never felt so much hate for someone as I felt for Brittany at the moment. She had a mocking smile on her painted lips, and her hands were folded in a sassy way In front of her."Isn't that your prince charming Humphrey? He doesn't look too good; I hope things are okay between you two," She said with fake concern, and I kept thinking if I should just ignore her and walk away or face her.I felt so angry I wanted to attack her, and it took everything in me to hold myself back and not pounce on her. I knew if I did attack her, I would not only get into trouble with the teachers and principal, I might even get expelled as I didn't come from an influential family, and nothing would make Brittany happier than seeing me being thr

Humphrey's POV My mind froze in shock. Charlotte and Asher? That was impossible. Charlotte was my best friend, and Asher was...well, Asher was Asher. The thought of them together was unthinkable. After my awkward confession, Charlotte decided to give me a chance. Even though I could tell she was uncomfortable, I wanted to be selfish for once. I wanted to have her, and she seemed to be getting used to it, to use. I had taken her on a date, and I could tell it was entertaining for her and made her happy; she even let me kiss her. How did it all go wrong?I felt like Brittany was telling lies. I wanted to believe she was telling lies, but a part of me couldn't. A part of me believed her even when I didn't want to. I remember the last time I saw Charlotte when she ran off on our date. She had received a call, looked uncomfortable, and was hiding it. She ran off, saying she had something important to take care of, and I wanted to believe it was her mom who called, but it seemed too suspi

Charlotte's POVI couldn't believe what was happening. Asher, the one who rejected me and took my first time, was standing in front of me, asking me to be his date for the dance. The crowd screamed, chanting my name, urging me to say yes. I felt like I was in a dream, like this was all just some crazy fantasy.But as I looked into Asher's eyes, I saw something there that made my heart skip a beat. It was a genuine smile, a kind gaze, and a sense of sincerity I hadn't expected. Maybe he wasn't just doing this to be nice; he wanted me to be his date.That was what I thought, and for a moment, my heart softened, but then I remembered who Asher was and my position. Because of him, Brittany had spread terrible rumors about me sleeping around, and my friendship with Humphrey was on thin ice.I hesitated momentarily, my mind racing about what this could mean. Why was he publicly asking me out to the dance when he had told me countless times how he despised me? Could this be another one of hi

Charlotte's POV "ah!" Sophie yelled as her father's hand connected with her face. My eyes widened, and I gasped, standing up. I involuntarily took a few steps backward.Sophie fell to the floor with her eyes on her now red and swollen cheeks as tears fell from her eyes.I stood in shock, watching as Sophie's dad stormed off after slapping her. The sound of the slap still echoed in my mind, and I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Sophie's dad was a monster, and I couldn't understand why she stayed with him."Get rid of the girl you brought home and prepare lunch for me," he yelled as he walked away, leaving Sophie in tears.I felt awkward and unsure of what to do. Part of me wanted to stay, and comfort Sophie, but another part of me wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. I was scared he would attack me as well, and my heart was racing, but I couldn't leave my friend on the ground with a swollen face. Sophie noticed my hesitation and approached me, begging me to go wi