Chapter 11
Kylan
If there was one thing I refused to lose, it had to be control–and at the moment I had
none.
Fuck.
It was all because of her.
My head throbbed from the lack of sleep I managed to get last night. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was her. Four–eyes.
Her bold behavior, her piercing blue eyes, that stupid look on her face when she thought she could walk into my room and–reject me. Me?
I panicked and did what I had to do–so I kissed her. Again.
It was all to show her I had the upper hand, and she did not.
Not even close.
But that small kiss turned into something unforgettable, and now I wanted more. Those soft lips had only strengthened my pull toward her, and I felt disgusted. I knew what that kiss in the woods had done to me, and still…
I wasn’t supposed to want her, and it wasn’t really me that wanted her–it was the beast.
I knew it was the beast because I couldn’t care for anything or anyone other than my people. Growing up, the king always told me a mate was supposed to make me stronger- but if that were true, why did I feel so weak?
As I walked through the campus, students created a path for me. Some nodded
respectfully, while others avoided eye contact.
There was nothing to complain about because that was the way I liked it.
I longed for respect, and Four–eyes had lost mine when she tried to reject me for the second time.
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If she had just waited, I would’ve come to her on my terms and freed her from the bond- but now, that wasn’t an option. I’d rather eat shit than let myself get rejected by some
werewolf.
Some silly, stubborn, short girl who could barely reach my shoulders.
There was no way.
By the time I reached the main building, I caught Nate leaning against one of the columns. He was chatting with a few of the other Lycans, but when his eyes found mine, he ended the conversation and walked over instantly.
As usual, Nate carried his trademark smile on his face. It was one which he had been
carrying since childhood, and had never once faded.
He was always in a good mood, always so positive, happy–I had no idea how he managed to do it. If Nate was like the sun, I would be the moon. We were polar opposites.
Despite that, the two of us were close, best friends that grew up like brothers. His Dad, the Beta, was always with the king–and Nate with me. It was just the way it had always been. He never left me alone for too long, and had always looked out for me. The one to stop me when I was about to make yet another reckless decision. He was one of the few
people I could actually tolerate.
“Ky!” he bumped my shoulder with his fist before patting it. “You look like you didn’t get
much sleep last night.”
I furrowed my brow, “I do?”
“Yeah, a little.”
“I’m fine.”
Nate narrowed his eyes. “Now that I think about it, you’ve been acting a little strange eve
since the festival.”
“No,” I shook my head. “No, I haven’t.”
Nate had no idea about Violet, and I wasn’t about to tell him. No one could ever know I mated with a puppy. It would be an embarrassment to my family, the kingdom.
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“Yes, you have,” Nate argued, “Chrystal noticed it too-”
“Chrystal doesn’t know shit!” I clenched my jaw, the words coming out louder than
intended. She had always been good at spreading rumors, and now she had been feeding her brother lies.
Nate chuckled, raising his hands defensively.
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