All Chapters of CHOSEN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

{Ciril’s POV}For some reason, I was very thankful for yesterday’s turnout. For strange reasons, Rufus didn’t return and Ivanka had grown tired of waiting so she had dismissed me after dumping on me a couple of frustrated slaps and kicks. She postponed my ‘full punishment’ to today.So today, I locked myself in my room in hiding. I couldn’t go out for fear of being seen by Ivanka.Maybe if she didn’t see me, she would forget about me and her quest to punish me.I lived in a crumbling room on the third floor of the Alpha Mansion and my room was shabby enough for living in the forest to be better than it.You would think that of all the houses in RawHowl Pack, I was graced to be staying in the Alpha Mansion. But then, there was really no grace to it. I was only there because Alpha Gregor— the devilish Alpha of RawHowl Pack, his Luna, Dolores, and the rest of their miscreant family wanted to have me very close in case they needed someone to pour out all their hatred on.I was on my bed n

{Ciril’s POV}I didn’t stop running until my surroundings became virgin to my eyes.I slowed down my pace now and uttered a groan as my heart now seemed to be burning up in my chest. I was far away from the place of my distress but the hurt seemed to have followed me.Luckily, I caught sight of a Pub House on the side of the muddy road and I smiled knowing relief was in there. I could go over there to rest and even better, drown my pain in alcohol.I didn’t know how to drink but that didn’t freaking matter now. That’s where I’ll go! I’ll go over there and drown my sorrows in liquor and Negroni cocktails.I let out a weak smile and began trailing my way toward the Pub. After much staggering and cursing, I finally found myself inside the Pub, seated before the counter. Fortunately, I still had some of the coins Feryt had given me a day before, so I was going to use it to order.All of it!“Hey, can I…” I waved to the Barkeeper, calling his attention to the only miserable girl in the

{Ciril’s POV}I had fixed my hair into a braided updo and staring into the mirror now made me realize it was a really dope touch. If I was going to face more torture and gloom, I might as well look presentable for it.Haha.— that was a sad laugh.Suddenly, there was a harsh knock on the door, and with it came an even harsher voice. “Hey, Plonker.” It called and I sighed. “I told my mum that I can’t travel in the same Carriage with your stinking self so Dylan and I will be leaving now in the first one while the next one will be here to pick you up in two minutes. So you better say your goodbyes to your snugly demons in there and haul your unfortunate self out here!” Ivanka voiced with a scornful volume while I just settled to stare at the door.I recalled that Ivanka had told me she would be going to the Palace to live with Dylan after they got married so with what she had just said, I figured that they just have gotten married during the time I was away. Great.As Ivanka left, I c

{Ciril's POV}And so as my unfortunate nature would have it, I was bundled up on the shoulder of the sentry who had been mocking me with his smirk and bobbed limply on his shoulder now.As we moved, I thought of how badly my life was going.And worse it was about to become.One question: Why do I have to be paired with people who don’t want me?I thought the moon goddess finds a soul that would match your energy in every aspect and pairs you with them. I thought that’s what she does, so why is my case different?Why am I being paired with people who would want to have nothing to do with someone like me— apparently a slave girl now.I had seen the look on the Prince’s face. He hadn’t been expecting that someone like me could be his mate— and I can’t blame him because it’s really such a weird match.And so this is me once again about to have my heart broken with another curt rejection. Great!I remained still on the Sentry’s shoulder as I ruminated over these thoughts but then, some min

{Ciril’s POV}The footstep sounds of the Alpha Prince approaching me filled my ears while the sight of him kept my eyes busy— even in such a tense moment, he was a satisfying sight to behold.But then my brain?My brain was bugged with all the troubling thoughts— filled with dread and weighed down by sadness.The Prince got to me now. And I took in a very deep breath when I noticed his lips tremble as he was about to speak. My heart was racing incredibly fast now but there was nothing incredible about it. It was scary.I was scared.“What is your name?” He asked me now, his voice gentle in contrast to what I knew mine would sound like… because the last thing I felt was gentleness. He had carried out the first dreadful step— asking for my name. One must first know the name of an unwanted mate before rejection as it would be used in the rejection phase— i.e.: “I *name name* rejects you *name name* as my mate.”Alpha Dylan had most likely been told my name by Dolores or Ivanka that day