All Chapters of THE REJECTED LYCAN PRINCESS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ZADEShe tries to get away from me, but I only pull her closer to me as she stumbles on my chest. I wrap my arms around her, eyes closing as I kiss her head. A lone tear streaks down my cheek as I press her closer to me in a hug.“though good times and bad times, one thing you should know is that my love for you rings true,” my throat chokes up, but I don’t let her go. “we have to defy the odds, I will fight destiny, and prove myself to you.”She is shaking, crying as she presses her face into my chest.“I am going to show you that you are my only one.”Lifting her, her legs wrap around my waist, and bury her face in the nook of my neck. I start walking towards the massive bed in the middle of the room and sit down on it, livie on my lap.“I love you,” my hand pats her head, running it down her long hair before pushing it away from her face and gazing into that beautiful face. “I love you, Olivia Bates.”“I love you too.”I lean forward, kissing her tears, gathering her in my arms. Ol

ZADE“she broke my nose!”I walk over to Olivia, leaving the unconscious girl alone as I kneel next to Olivia. “let me see.”Her bone is broken in two places. “it's going to hurt, so breathe in.” I snap the bones in place. She yelps in pain. “I am sorry. Are you hurt anywhere else?”“I think my arm is broken too.” Her left arm is limp on her lap.” she is a psycho. Did you see how she was just smiling even as she was being hit? Who behaves like that?”“don’t mind about her,” I align the bone with a snap and Livie winces. She is going to be all healed in five minutes.I look behind and see the teacher instructing two boys to lay silvers on a stretcher. They take her to the infirmary.“Can you walk?” I look back at Livie who is touching her face.“I am fine, I should go wash up and check if my nose is okay. I don’t want it to heal all crooked,” she stands up and walks off.With a sigh, I stand up and look at the girls who are all hurdled in a group talking about silvers.I walk in the op

ARICrowds are always jarring me.Loud noises and so much activity makes me feel like I am in the middle of a tornado and I can't escape it.Immediately I get near the massive black gate, the noises become more prominent. There is aloud heavy music playing somewhere in there, a stark difference from the dark, quiet path that leads to the residence.I look behind me, shoes scrapping on the pavement, and exhale. What do I need to do in there? I can be like Mimi, get in bed, finish my series, and sleep. Nothing will happen to me in the comfort of my bed. I didn't have to deal with this uncomfortable feeling or even the thought of how unpredictable things can get tonight.But I have been doing that all my life- laying low. In my comfort zone. I don’t want to hide anymore. I am itching to have some fun in my life and live a little and that means walking past the black gates and into that party.I dig in my blazer’s pocket and thumb the invitation card. Am I supposed to show it to someone,

ARII have imagined how it feels like to die.So many scenarios have gone through my mind including drowning. It's one thing to imagine and it's another to experience it.I am sinking, my limbs are usually flapping but I am still going down. The first instinct is to scream, but my mouth fills up my mouth eyes sting and the more I inhale, the more I feel like my lungs are giving up on me.No one is going to save me.At some point, I can only watch the lights above getting further and further, the heaviness growing inside me and pulling me under. The water ripples above me, but it seems like miles away. A figure is coming towards me, almost in slow motion.I start closing my eyes, beginning to feel light, starting to give up on the force that’s urging me to kick and try to save myself. The urgency to live is slowly fading away.Hands grab my hand, jerking me and I try to open my eyes, I do but it's just too much. It feels so hard to stay awake.Someone is pressing on my chest, and a muf

ARI It’s not hard to find Charming.Sebastian, that’s what the jerk called him. He is leaning on the kitchen wall, drink in hand as he watches people dance. He is very attractive; tall, blond, blue eyes, an athletic body that’s showing under his snug white tee, and low-riding jeans.With such a face and a body, I know he must have a girlfriend or a mate. Some girls are dancing in front of him, trying to catch his attention but he doesn’t seem interested. Doesn’t even look at them.He looks like he is about to leave too. That’s my cue.“You aren't planning on leaving me alone at this party are you?”He turns around, surprised followed by a smile echoing on his face as he looks at me. ”I thought you were under lock and key for the rest of the night.”I ignore that and choose another direction. “Leaving already?”“Not anymore,” his gr