The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 19

Avery

The injured shewolf sat up gingerly and rested her back on the wall. The shewolves present didn’t try to talk to each other, they just sat in stifling silence.

Meanwhile, the human girls huddled together in one corner of the room to discuss among themselves.

In times like these, having company was better than not having one.

At least, if there is someone a person can share their woes and sorrows with, the person is bound to feel better than if the person/is alone with their demons.

Seeing them like this made me remember my own best friend, Sadie, I really missed her.

Her sassy character would have cheered me up in the ways she could.

We would have put our heads together to discuss countermeasures to this situation I am in.

I wonder how she is doing.

I really want to smack myself for wishing for her to follow me on my escape from the Silver Crescent Pack.

Thankfully, she did not follow me or she would have gone through all the dangers I went through.

Nara would have been overjoyed to have two werewolves for the ritual.

Fortunately, that evil woman is dead.

The human girls that were discussing in hushed voices turned around to look at me from time to time.

It was obvious they were talking about me but I didn’t have any time to spare on them.

I was trying to gather information to perfect my escape and all these human girls can think to do is gossip about me.

I shook my head at their misplaced priorities.

They are all focusing on the wrong place.

A human girl with dirty blond hair and twinkling blue eyes glared at me after she whispered something to her fellows.

then that the most prominent look

waste my power trying to eavesdrop on the

did not cross the boundary I

at

like the

motives, the thing is, they still cooperated instead of being stranded from their fellows like

with these shewolves. My action might seem like I am fawning on them when I don’t have any intention to do that kind of act.

on their

is like I said earlier, this was survival of the fittest. All the girls here are

own. How they get

space to lay on before

know I might not be the best mother as I did not give my kids the conducive

the little ways that is within my capabilities.

least I can

Aria came to wake us up for our lessons.

she did not

I might be a werewolf but I was shackled with the armband that was made with a substance that was similar to wolfsbane so

the river, Aria took us

about this room is that the tones and themes it expressed

halves by a curtain. The smaller side hidden with the curtain should

the space the the larger section. The bed was decorated

a

been beaten into a half

hanging unto Aria’s

an escape route was by listening to Aria’s

passive aggressuve seduction.” Aria aced around us, “You might think it is easy from

took a deep breath. Here

once. Whatever you manage to take from it is your lifesaving grace

you had in the past. You can only take hold of your future

might be a bad person but her words had a deep

curtains and came out with changed clothes. Her dressing was like the casual strapless top and trousers she liked wearing, it was a tube that only covered her breasts and a short skirt. She had

her disposition changed.

grumpy instructor Aria wasn’t present anymore, only the seductress called Aria remained.

being beautiful won’t do the job. Sometimes, human makeup can make a ugly person

this kinds of beauty is the aura and