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?”

short and clipped because I didn’t know whether 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 each other.

to ask another 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 biggest cottage I

normally the size would take away from 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 was plucked fresh out of my favorite story

minimalistic with polished wooden and glass furniture, white couches and the spotless

room and deposited

Chapter 5

and be out in half an hour

my feet will

If you don’t do it. I’ll do it for you.” Without another

shock for a few minutes before I finally gathered myself together long enough to limp towards the

up as

get.

clothes to change into. I left my dirty clothes in the room but when I went to

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

to walk in but instead they knocked

warm blue eyes. She was wearing a white coat and holding a

I’m Lucy,” she began, “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to check you out.” She waited for my response so I shrugged, “Can you tell me your

“Camilla,”

anywhere?” I shrugged again

on the bed and then she took a seat at the edge. I watched her expression and saw her wince when she took in the state of my feet. I tried my best not to look at it too much while I was bathing but from the little I saw, the sole was

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

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 it. “I’ll be back around that time

don’t have a wolf,” I said softly but I

was still standing by the door but I

you heal and I’ll give them to have them brought to you. Hopefully within

“Thank you”

you eat better. You seem vastly malnourished and in need

to my mate and left the room. He waited a second before making his

look at me?” that wasn’t the question I was

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