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s possible. Even if he is certainly delicious to look at, he is still a Lycan which

ve known the rout walls of this city all my life and leaving now? Tears are rushing back to my

sed ever since my mother died. She was my greatest joy. The only person who could bring me peace. But as time went by and more people started talking about me behind my back, she began to disappear. People stopped taking her seriously, because they knew I couldn't take care of myself.

ding whatever is beyond those gates, what waits for me there. Will I see my father again, or a n

tays on the trees passing us by, they seem familiar, almost like they're

th so many different kinds of shops that you can find anywhere. It is almost as if all the buildings are all built w

as a tree at their front yard. People have planted them everywhere, and some gr

tinue up the road. The trees are smaller here, but they still re

ar ground

r before Kael even has the chance to unbuckle his seatbelt. I don't stop moving until I reach t

. His name badge reads 'Caleb'. I stare up at him for a minute , trying to

ion softens and I suddenly wonder wheth

't like it. They are all Lycans, and as history told us, nothing good

ce is small a

I stare down at the ground and we walk past Caleb towards the big building that t

n the door," Caleb says, ho

a hallway with tall walls made of marble. It seems like a palace, of course it is a palace. The palace of the Alpha King. There

illars in between them. Everything is white. The bed sheets, the pillows, the curtains. All except the carpet beneath my feet. I p

lace, it's luxurious. Kael turns towards me,

staring at me, I do not know what to do, so I give him a faint smile. I will

en we entered. ''The bathroom is that way, you can go wash u

painted in a deep purple which contrasts nicely with the soft lighting. There's an old fashioned bathtub in the middle, surrounded by various bottles of shampoo and conditioner

ething out of place as I am looking at myself in the mirror above the sink, I

ghting to keep away start flowing like a river. Just some weeks ago, I

n house in a strange land, crying uncontrollably while staring at my refle

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ugh I am sure he heard if he was still in the room. I lazily drag my body out of the bat

rying my hair, I put my headband on with my hair still damp. With m

my freckles stand out more. It's almost like they are

eading walking back into the room, dreading mee

est of my life with him, still, I do not have a choice. No amount of hatred I now arbour towards Nina and her dau

deep breath befor

e has changed from his suit and he is now wearing a tank top and sweatpants. I should have known he was he

ice is not soft, but for a moment it seems calm a

take another breath before speaking, "I'm sorry, please excuse my behaviour earlier," I say with an awkward chuckle. W

not giving any hint of anger

by it. That's the last thing I would expect from a ma

something first.

me slowly, stopp

e, while his fingers caress my cheek. A shiver goes down my spine

tly wipe away a stray tear falling down m

understand how I am supposed to survive this. All these hormones and my stupid hormones are causing my heart to bea

much. Too intima

r how far, he keeps getting closer until our bodies are pressed together. Our

going to

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