The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

CAMILLA'S POV

I was able to have guards in the room within minutes and needless to say, they were turning the entire place upside down. They already had orders to take anything that looked suspicious. Peggy was not happy about it but there was little she could say or do without coming off as suspicious. There was definitely something in that room and I needet to find it. I needed a reason to be able to pin Marie so that I could get on with my life. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“What is this?” I heard Marie ask as she made her way towards the room. To say that she looked pissed would have been an understatement. “Is there a reason that our room is being taken apart? Are we under investigation or something?”

“Something died in that room, can’t you smell it? I just want to find the source of the smell and help you get it out,” I took a step close to her but she held out a hand to stop me.

“You have done more than enough, thank you very much,” she crossed her arms over her chest. “Call out your guard: I do not want them snooping around my stuff and treating me like I am some sort of criminal. My only crime was eve coming here”

She was throwing a tantrum that was not proportionate to the situation at all and that was how I knew that she was hiding something. She should have been happy that I was trying to rid the smell from the room. It made no sense that she would be fighting me tooth, nail and claw when I was on paper trying to make her life a little more comfortable and perfect.

“You just need to calm down,” Peggy interrupted before I could say anything. She placed a hand on Marie's shoulder. “It seems like there is some anger hidden somewhere underneath all of this. Why don’t you both take a deep breath and try to figure out what exactly is causing this? Camilla is only trying to help.”

Marie snorted. “That is all she ever tries to do. She wants to help everyone as long as they are not us. Can you see al those guards, mother? They are combing through our room.”

“They are trying to find what died in there so that we-"

I was cut off from my sentence when one of the guards cleared his throat and gestured for me to come with him. I followed him in, Marie and Peggy were close behind and he led us towards a spot behind the massive wardrobe where not one, but two dead birds lay unmoving. It was clear that the smell had originated from there considering the fact that the birds were half way into decomposition.

to Marie with a raised brow and her cheeks flushed pink. “I hope you can see now that all I was trying to do was help.” I turned away from her and back to

knowing fully well that Marie and Peggy would follow. I deliberately led us far away from the room and chose not to turn back when I noticed Ryker walking in after the guards. They would update him on anything weird and he would update me after. It was the perfect plan

was jealous and angry and I know it does not make sense to you but it

you say that it is important to you then you should

and you would have thought that I asked her to cut her off own leg. “This place, it is different for me. I don’t belong here and every day is an indicator of that. I don't feel comfortable in these dresses, I don't like the fact that I cannot walk out in the sun. I miss the lake, I miss the market and the people. I miss the village, okay? This place isn’t for me and I look at you and you fit in. You look like them, you talk like

one bit but Peggy did and if I truly had lost my memory then I would too. I sat on the nearby bench and gestured for her to sit next to me. She hesitated

I do belong here,” I shrugged. “Maybe you feel like you do not but that does not change anything. I am still Camilla and you are

emotion. Her eyes seemed dead and bored. I glanced over at Peggy who I could see had wide and more expressive eyes but I couldn't focus on her because I wanted to get an emotion out of Marie. I wanted to know exactly what she thought and felt. “I will probably remain here for the rest of my life,” I said simply.

I would say that,” I lied. “I just get flashes sometimes of me walking in the halls or I get a feeling of déja vu. Nothing concrete has returned and honestly, I dont think

she deadpanned and my

us. She wagged her brows at me in a suggestive way and I smacked her shoulder playfully. Ryker

and before I could respond, Marie all but pushed me to my feet. “Please take her,” she said with a small giggle. “We can have this conversation

was the fact that I had to pretend around Ryker. I liked the way things were with us- easy and

reason they looked like that?” he asked once we were away from

having flashes of memory,” he stilled in his steps. “I wanted to get a reaction out of Marie. I wanted to see how she would react

I would have loved to know about this?” he