All Chapters of THE REJECTED LYCAN PRINCESS: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ARIThere are too many stairs.My foot slips, almost making me fall down the endless stairs, but strong hands catch me. That makes me giggle, my head bowing.“I am so drunk.”“my shoes can attest to that.”“I will send you money for dry cleaning.”“you're yet to pay for the clothes but whatever.”That makes me pout, looking at the back of the boy holding my hand and leading me upstairs. “do you think I won't do it?”“do what?”“pay you back.”“I don’t care.”“Why don’t you like me?”“you puke all over, get drunk with strangers, and make a mess whenever you go. Should I continue? The list is long.”“you are hard to like too you know?”“I don’t care.”“even if you smell nice, even if you are the most attractive person I have ever seen, you are the coldest, most heartless person I have equally ever seen. Your dark soul cancels out the physical appearance.” I shiver.“I am sure Seb would love to hear that.”“Charming is the best!” I hiccup. He is gentle and sweet, he listens, and he told

ARI“Why am I here?”I grip my phone, lighting it up again to check if the text I sent five minutes ago went through.Read.I am not surprised that he told me to show up only to stand up. It was my mistake to obey him and come here as he demanded.The street I am on is empty, wind rustling the trashcans lining up the front of the shops. There are street lights, making it glow an almost orange flirecscent lighting. Yet, even when I am standing here alone, I don’t feel scared.There is nothing that makes me want to bolt that’s outside here; rather, it's who is coming up to me that’s making me want to bolt and never look back.My mind has been plagued by him ever since yesterday when he declared that he was one goofing around with me. I still don’t understand his encrypted message.Make you feel everything that I feel.That doesn’t explain a lot, and I am not sure I want to feel the hatred he feels. I am good at generating my feelings without his help. Is tonight the first step to assert

ZADEShe is crying again.The figure that’s buried under my sheets, twitching and whimpering as if having the fifth nightmare of the night is whimpering as if in pain.To get to know someone, watch them as they sleep. From the way they curve in on themselves to their movements and sleep behaviour, everything you need to know about them will be revealed.She is lonely. It's so sharp, buried deep inside her bones, a part of her, and I wonder if she even knows how lonely she feels. It's one thing to be a rogue, cast away from your pack.It's another thing for such a thing to happen to a child, forced to live that lifestyle. A young werewolf separated from its pack and lived like that.I am not feeling any empathetic emotions towards her. It's her life, but watching her, seeing it, how she has taken it as her nature, as who she is, part of her personality is intriguing.Something got triggered tonight; that’s why she is in my bed, crying in her sleep, running away from the grip of the nig

ARIThe first thing I feel is a very cozy warmth surrounding me.The next thing I feel is that I am lying next to someone, the source of the coziness. The last thing I remember is going to the washroom to wash up …I open my eyes, and I am immediately reminded of where I am.Zade’s.I am in his room, in his bed, and I think … he is lying next to me. I look down at my tangled body, which is wrapped in sheets, and I see that I am wrapped in a robe.I can feel my heart start to spike in my chest, and with as minimal movement, I look behind me, hoping and crossing fingers that he is asleep.He is.Gingerly getting out of bed, I tiptoe to the bathroom, get dressed as fast as I can, and peep outside again to make sure he is still fast asleep.I don’t know how I ended up half naked in his bed, how we ended up cuddling at that, but I know that I need to get out of here. Everything is so confusing, my mind is running in overdrive, trying to put all the pieces together, connect the dots, but do

ARIAn incessant noise somewhere is disturbing me, pulling me out of the deep slumber I am in.“Uurgh,” I pull the covers off my head and squint towards the dark room. Who is looking for me so early in the morning?“Ari, open up! I know you are in there! I will knock this door down if you don’t open now!”With a groan, I pull myself from the bed and drag my tired, sleep-addled body to the door. It's very early for this.“I thought you were dead, that he killed you or something!”“Mimi,” I close the door once the short girl storms inside the room, looking around as if she is searching for someone.“What?”“When you didn’t come that night and continued to disappear the following days, I thought he had killed you. or worse.”I have no idea what she is saying. I am so exhausted that I curl up on the couch as she paces around the room, looking around. “What's worse than dying?”“Kidnapping. Many things, actually,” she halts in front of me as I drag the blanket draped on the back of the co