The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 5

As if possessed, the guards rushed over to open the cell doors. One of them hooked his hand under my pits to lift me up. I didn’t have enough time to balance myself right or even fix my shoe so when I was placed on my feet, I was placed directly on the bruised and peeled skin which made me wince slightly.

I didn’t expect anyone to notice but my mate did because he let out a growl of warning in the direction of the guard.

“Did you hurt her?” he asked and the guard shook his head fervently.

“We didn’t touch her Alpha; I swear it.”

My mate- it still feels weird to say- shot him a dark glare, walked into the cell and lifted me into his arms in one quick move. I was so shocked by the action that I froze up and my body went completely rigid.

He took note of my body language and I could feel his eyes boring into my skin but we were too close and I was too nervous to look him in the eyes so I kept my eyes trained on my palms that were fisted together in my lap.

He carried me out of the cell but instead of taking me back to the direction of the pack house; he took me to a beautiful cream carriage. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. The seats were made of the softest black suede and it was pulled by two extremely large horses.

It was when he put me down that I finally gathered the courage to look up at him.

He had most luscious dark lashes that framed his electric grey eyes. His hair was as dark as the night and his features were like one carved from stone- high cheekbones, a defined jaw line and a scruff of facial hair that covered the top of his lip and

his chin.

He got in beside me and a guard came over and shut us inside. I couldn’t bring myself to speak and he didn’t bother speaking. Instead, he leaned forward and lifted my bruised foot. I tried to jerk it away from his hold but he had it in a tight grip.

He inspected my torn and worn out shoes with a blank expression and for the first time in a long time, I actually felt shame at the fact that I was an omega. What was the moon goddess thinking by pairing me with an Alpha each time? He is probably going to reject me like Tyson did and I honestly won’t be surprised.

He slowly loosened the knot I made with the fabric and peeled the worn out shoe off my leg. When he saw the state of my foot, his eyes darkened.

“How did you get hurt?” I wasn’t expecting his question so I jumped slightly. I saw his frown deepen when I jumped and I knew he would ask about it so I hurried to respond to his first question.

“I was running.”

“How long were you running?” this time I responded with a shrug, “Who were you running from?”

or not I could trust him with the truth. If there is one thing I learnt while I was in Tyson’s pack; it is that the elites are loyal to

question but the carriage lurched to a stop. He got out and instead of letting me walk by myself; he lifted me again and led me in the direction of what I would call the

the cottage vibes but it didn’t. There was ivy crawling up the stone walls and the garden at the front of the house was a sight to behold. As he walked us to the front door, I saw the hint of a lake at the back of the house. It was like the house

polished wooden and glass

me into a room

Chapter 5

be out in half an hour

my feet

asking. If you don’t do it. I’ll do it for you.” Without another word, he turned on his heels

a few minutes before I finally gathered myself together long enough to limp towards the bathroom. The tub was carved from the finest wood and shone spotlessly as sunlight hit it from the open window.

and I washed myself while sitting I admit I couldn’t clean up as well as I wanted but I have gone days where I haven’t bathed at all and right now, I will

get.

so I didn’t have any clothes to change into. I left my dirty clothes in the room but when I went to

as tightly as I could; it was still a little big. I rolled up the ankles because

walk in but instead they knocked again.

beautiful blond hair and warm blue eyes. She was wearing a white coat and holding a small duffel bag that I assume

with you, I’d like to check you out.” She waited for my response so I shrugged, “Can you tell

“Camilla,”

you hurt anywhere?” I shrugged again and gestured to my feet.

she took in the state of my feet. I

and rubbing alcohol and took her time cleaning it. Whenever I winced or pulled back, she would utter soft words of encouragement, leave me to rest for a minute or so then continue cleaning it up. When she was done, she wrapped my feet in bandage and gave

healing you should be as good as new within a day.” The moment she said that I felt my insides completely deflate; I should have known I wouldn’t be able to run from

but I knew she heard me because she froze.

glance at my mate who was still standing by the door but I didn’t lift my eyes to see his expression- 1 already know what

beat of silence, “I will get some supplements that you should help you heal and I’ll give them to have them brought to you. Hopefully within a week you

“Thank you”

better. You seem vastly malnourished and in need of a better diet plan.”

second before making

the question I was expecting him

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