The Fate Of The Lycan Princess

child, Val," sa

," I said. "And look wh

she's not taking it well," sa

how you to

and abandoned, b

of what's at stake

?" Mr. Gomez nodded, an

townspeople looking at me like there's something wrong with me, and Killian making subtle confirmations

for us. "What did you want to tell me, mother?" I asked after I s

my mother's tur

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me for over twenty-three years. Living a false identity, with surrogate parents. This brought al

ked, unable to see clearly through

We did not discriminate nor did we ostracize you from Jack or ourselves because you were different. Telling this

," interject

s no dif

ed. "It means I don

the truth. An Alpha wolf cannot successfully mate with a

en? How did I en

nd you,

e, how?

the old museums for your father's research. You were wrapped up quite well as if the per

w. Why did Killian look at m

does

s from my parents, which me

at we are still your parents and

heless, he had known, immaturely, but yes. My mind was swirling with thoughts. It was like a radio, repeatedl

one gulp. It was wine, but it slapped the sides of my

going, Val?" ca

this," I said, wi

***

h overlooked the courtyard of the manor

d Jack, and he looked at where

y," I

do you

of women in his study today. He w

ld you

ts of s

rowned Alpha King next

e

st leave you

I'm anything like

ha

egardless of how shocking it sounded, I realized I had been wasting my time on Killian R

the hurt of mine made him feel somewhat guilty. "I did. I'm

nd wiped my face. "An

. W

me considering a possible scen

bled upon you, Val. Someone had wrapped you up and placed you in a cart. Wha

meant by those words. But I didn't. My mind w

wonderful brother to me," I

mpany you,"

er," I waived. "She l

nd of the balcony that Jack ran in

mi

***

d, I came to a final cut. One that would

tables, and whispered things to my horse. Turned out later that it was only a waste of ti

re?" asked one

walked into the light. Another foot a

la

promise to a friend

d the gates. As I walked out that night, it was

e. Somehow, I began to blame her. It was her fault. If she hadn't made me see what Killian did with those ladies in his study, I wouldn't be

ttered its petals on the forest floor. Removed my outer garment and draped it over the stump of a tree, which used to be my s

had set, but I could still see its bloody rays sneaking out of the eart

doubt whose

ne

I knew what waited for anyone down there, but I tried no

sure, left the ai