Twisted Obsession

throat again. "Somet

swer, a solution, anything. But the more I tho

at, finally spoke, her voice barely a s

ide of the ruthless Lycan King. With rumors swirling about his brides – beautiful women who became nothing but

Layla," my f

d in the vast emptiness that had suddenly opened up in

I could stop it. Across from me, C

n my heartbeat. "Why me?" I asked as I choked back my tears. "Why not Chloe? I

it shouldn't be me. But I fear my father, the fear was

why not, Layla. Unlike you, Chloe has brought nothing but pride to t

he cold fear. Because I was incomplete? Because I was

r. "So I'm just a disappointment, then?" I spat the words out. "Just a burden t

he few times I had ever challenge his authority. B

yla. A disappointment." he said, his voice cold

l excuse for throwing me away. "A disappoin

that greeted me instead drained the blood from my face. There, plastered across Chloe's face, was a wi

ything father had said. Chloe, the one person I thought wou

o always enjoyed my suffering. She wa

r the satisfaction of seeing me break. With a hard shake of my

ck here!" My f

em. My tears blurred my vision as I ran away, the

s nightmare. I just needed air, to breathe, to scream if I had to,

t the disappoint

ppointment

ppointment

the flickering candles in the dinner table as they shared a sick joke of a family dinner