The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

CAMILLA'S POV

As if on cue, everything stopped and the darkness dissipated. It seemed to retreat back into Ryker's skin and I watched the entire thing unfold. The moment the air was clear, I slowly looked up and relief filled me when I saw that his eyes were back to normal. I threw my arms around his neck and he wasted no time in pulling me impossibly closer and burying his nose into my hair.

“I am so sorry,” he whispered but I could barely focus on his words. I was just glad to have him. I was glad that he was alive. “I almost killed you."

“It doesn’t matter. I'm here now, and so are you."

I pulled back from him and finally took in the scene in front of me. There were so many bodies and I could tell just by looking that although the woman and the child were unconscious, the male was dead. Blood was pouring out of his nose and ears and his chest was still. I gauged Ryker’s face for any kind of reaction but it was carefully still.

“I'l mind link the guards to meet us here,” he said finally before turning to me. “Are you-" he swallowed. “Did I hurt you?"

“No,” I told him earnestly. I wasn't lying, he hadn't gotten the chance to hurt me yet. I reached out for him and gently stroked my hand down his face. He let me for a second, his eyes closed as he leaned into my touch. “We are fine, you did it, you beat them and that is the most important thing.”

“I would have killed them,” he announced as he opened his eyes. He glanced over at the woman and child that were still unconscious. “I was going to do it. I wasn't out of control of the magic. It was me, I knew exactly what I was going to do.”

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I wished I had an answer for him, it would have made everything

they find a way to warp my perception of reality? What kind of witches are they

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there has to be something

didn't believe they were just witches but to be safe, we had them placed in the specially designed

would have been an understatement. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but no words would come out. He was chained to the

he stood in front of Ansel’s cell. Ansel

“Any parent would act first and think later if they thought that their child was in

to the kids and I wouldn't? You had those people already waiting for him,” I added and Ansel shrugged. He turned away from both of us and I knew he was done speaking. “Whether you speak or not, you will die the most painful and

If I speak or not, I will die, I might as

the chance to process what was happening. He reached through the bars and dragged Ansel by the shirt pulling him until he was flush against the silver. His scream could only be described

have a choice in the matter, Ryker growled before pushing him back. Ansel was crying- the once great elder of the palace was in a cell with tears streaming down his face and I felt no ounce of guilt or remorse. “You will tell me who the fuck those people are and you will do so now or I swear, I will make the rest of your

risk him appearing weak in front of Ansel so

them, but they are persuasive. They sing things to you and you want to do it. They can