The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 25

A dark look crossed over his face when I mentioned the name and I held my breath as I watched him carefully wondering what he was going to say or do next.

“I know of him,” he said finally, “Although if I’m not mistaken, he isn’t Alpha yet.”

I nodded, “His father is Alpha but he practically leads already.”

“He rejected you,” it wasn’t posed as a question but I knew he was expecting an answer so I nodded, “Then he’s a fucking idiot.”

I wasn’t expecting that response and my eyes widened to the point of saucers. Ryker noticed and he laughed at my expression.

We sat there at the bank of the lake telling each other random facts about. ourselves. He told me that he wrote letters to his sister every week even though she never wrote back because she felt like he was smothering her too much.

He told me that his favorite color used to be blue but as of lately, it has become a warm hazel and when I asked why, he didn’t respond. He also told me that when he was younger, he enjoyed to paint but ever since he became Alpha, he hasn’t had time to do it.

It was fun just being able to sit and listen to each other talk. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten until my stomach grumbled loudly. I flushed a crimson color and Ryker just laughed and led me to my feet.

“It’s alright,” he assured me on our walk back, “I should have realized how late it was getting.”

Despite his assurances, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Back at

Tyson’s pack, I could go days without eating a decent meal but ever since. I got here, it is like my body has gotten so used to being taken care of that I cannot even fathom going back to the life I lived before.

A part of me wondered how long this would last. But another part- a more hopeful part- wanted to believe Ryker when he said he wanted me and believe that he wouldn’t hurt me or delegate me to a life like the one Tyson and his father made me live.

By the time we got to the house, Eve had already set the table for the both of us. I knew he must have mind linked her because there was no way she would have known that we were returning at that exact moment

and have set the table in time for us to arrive.

“How do you do that?” I asked before I could stop myself, “Mind link someone.”

“You don’t know how?” he asked and I shook

“I don’t have a wolf remember,”

ever try?”

my head.

did,” I tried to play it off as a casual thing, but the thought still hurt, “I was never able to

was part of the pack then

his mouth to speak but closed it almost immediately. I saw him exhale sharply and he clenched his fists on the table until his knuckles turned white. After a second, his body relaxed and he opened

fruit juice. She placed it in the centre. of the table then bowed to both

came.

do it in your head,” he made a sound that was a mixture between a sigh and a laugh. “I’ve never had to explain it to anyone before but it is like a bridge between your mind and everyone else’s. Just picture that bridge and whoever you want to

didn’t realize it was

you’re part of the pack you’ll be

I’m part of the pack,” I corrected but he shook

is your readiness. I have zero plans of letting you go. I think it’s time that you realized that.”.

made me feel special and my lower belly clenched as the words left his lips. I cursed my body for being a traitor and I saw the corner of his lips. lift up as he

from him and shoved a

an attempt to wash away

to the lake and all but ran off to my room. Once I was safely behind my door I

needed bath, I changed into a pale pink night gown. I was about to get into bed when I heard a knock on my door. I slowly and hesitantly made my way over to

wondered what he was doing at my

me with an amused expression, “Unless of course, you don’t

“I’ll be there.”

then, goodnight

out of my mouth

I heard his laugh echo from the other side of the door so I knew he wasn’t upset. I waited until I heard his

bottle of waters that we would need during training and I had just taken them from her hands when

dry up as I drank him in. his wound- or what was left of his wound was now just a scar on his otherwise perfect skin. He walked over to me and took the bottles from my hand and I couldn’t even form

breathed by my ear and I felt an unfamiliar rush of wetness

was thankful that my voice sounded stable even though I was anything but

hand on the small of my back and his fingers grazed my bare skin as he led me out of the

he was teaching me. I don’t

not even with Tyson. My skin prickled once he was near and I