“I reject this proposal”I boldly stated, earning a gasp from the room.
“What do you mean?”The woman asked with a confused look printed on her face.Everyone was shocked by my words,as they all paid each other glances before fixing their gazes on me.‘I couldn't care less because there was no way I was ever getting engaged to anyone. I mean, I'm just seventeen, for God's sake. I want to explore life first, go out with different boys, and have fun. Getting engaged to this mute freak sitting beside my father is out of the question’ I inwardly thought.The guy sitting beside my dad had an amused expression on his face and seemed to smirk like he was happy that I called off the engagement.Suddenly in a swift move the man flipped the table over, sending all the tasty treats flying across the room. Everyone stood up, surprised by his unexpected action"How dare she call off the engagement!" he yelled anger written all over his face,as his fangs started becoming visible which made me feel a chill down my spine."She didn't mean it, my king. She was just..." my father tried to explain, but the king silenced him by raising his hand up with now had claws on them."What's going on?!" the lycan king or, should I say, this maniac, voiced out, his rage evident in his tone."I can..." my father's voice came out trembling as he was beyond terrified of the intimidating looking king. The king grabbed my father's collar, lifting him off the ground as my father’s legs dangled in the air."I need answers!" he growled at my father, his fangs and claws now clearly visibly sharp, his eyes glowing dark red, making him look scary.I watched my father struggling to breathe as the maniac's grip on his neck tightened. I can't let this man hurt my father.I mentally thought."Hey, let go of my father!" I yelled, making the king gaze fall on top of me.I rushed towards them, I was fast enough but before I could do anything my father spoke."Ashley, stay out of this," my father managed to speak, even though he was being choked.I noticed my father started to black out before he was sent flying across the room.I couldn't just stand still; I immediately went to meet him."Get up, father," I tried helping him, but he pushed me away."This is all your fault! Why must you always do things to disappoint me every time!" My father's sudden outburst made me flinch,I could see the pain in his eyes."Father, I..." I called out to him, but he silenced me immediately, not wanting to hear my voice."Enough!" he yelled, his glowing yellow eyes now visible. I could see the storm in his eyes and how mad he was at me."Every time, you are always doing something to put my name in the mud. If it's not fighting in school or sneaking out at night, it's getting into trouble with the pack!" He uttered while standing up, his voice laced with anger and immense rage for me."Father, please hear..." My throat felt sore, and I managed to speak, but I was cut off."I wish you were never my daughter and had just died instead of your mother." My father's last words pierced into my soul.I looked for hope that he didn’t mean what he said in his eyes but saw nothing but hatred for me.I was told my mother died the day after she gave birth to me, and many people in the pack said I was bad luck. But my father didn't mind them and took care of me, even though we weren't part of the high-ranking werewolves. My dad had always made sure I was treated like a queen, and I have done nothing but bring shame to him,I scolded myself mentally as memories of how my dad took care of me replayed in my head."Your daughter is way too brave for a werewolf from a low rank," the lycan king who was watching the whole show from behind said, making my father's gaze fall to the floor."I'm so sorry," my father apologized, falling at the feet of the lycan king.I felt so bad seeing my father fall at his kneels and I couldn’t help but blame myself for this humiliation."Father, get up”I pleaded from behind but my voice came out a little bit too loud, bringing everyone's attention to me."Please forgive her for her mistakes. She doesn't know the consequences behind it," my father pleaded on my behalf, ignoring my words."Father," I called out, but he ignored me."Yes, it's obvious she doesn't know, but that's why I won't let this slide. Guards!" The lycan king had a cokd expression on his face, making my father's eyes widen for some reason."Guards!" The lycan king yelled, and immediately some guards came running towards him."Please don't do this," my father begged, while standing up.What's going on?I inwardly questioned what was happening."Seize her!" The lycan king commanded pointing towards my direction, and immediately they came towards me, holding onto my arm."What's happening? Let go of me!" I yelled, struggling to free myself from their tight grip.The guards started dragging me along with them as I tried to break free."Please don't do this, Ashley!" My father tried pleading with the king, but he was sent flying across the room by him."Father!" I yelled, seeing my father groaning in pain on the ground as they took me away tears flowing from my eyes."Ashley!" My father's loud voice brought me back to reality."Yes," I muttered completely dazed off,I saw everyone's eyes were on me which made me realize it was just an imagination.‘Oh my goodness, what kind of danger did I just experience? Is this a sign for me not to do anything stupid like I normally do?’I inwardly panicked."So, what do you say about this engagement?" The woman curiously asked,her eyes studying my every reaction as she waited for my reply.I felt conflicted. Part of me wanted to say that this whole engagement thing was complete nonsense, but after the chaos that played out in my mind, I wasn't so sure anymore. Oh God, please help me find a safe way out of this situation, and protect my father as well. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to him because of me.At this moment, I couldn't help but wish my mother was still alive. She would have known what to do and how to get me out of this mess.I don't want to keep bringing shame to my father, and the idea of marrying into a royal family and becoming the queen was tempting. I had always wanted to be in a position of power, where peasants would bow before me, and my life would finally feel great.My thoughts made me smile."I acc..." Before I could finish my words, I was abruptly interrupted by the person I had assumed was mute."Wait a minute."What could be the problem now? I wondered anxiously.All eyes in the room were fixed on the guy whom I had assumed was mute and couldn't talk."What's wrong, son?" the woman asked, gently touching his hand."Yes, what is it?" The man sitting near the woman impatiently asked, giving him a stern look."What, uncle? I just want to talk to her for a minute," he replied coldly."I'm sorry, but uncle?" My thoughts slipped out, earning me a side glare from my father, telling me to be quiet."Yes, dear," his uncle gave me a warm smile that didn't feel entirely genuine.‘Calm down, Ashley. I know your imagination might have made him look bad, but don't let it cloud your judgment about him,’ my inner voice advised."So where is the lycan king?" I curiously questioned, ignoring my father's glares."He is dead," his mother replied sadly.Before I could speak again, my father's voice interrupted me."Ashley, be quiet, okay?" My father finally spoke, shooting me a stern glance, making me realize how awkward my question sounded."You see, my son is go
Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady myself despite the fear coursing through my veins. His red eyes were still fixed on me, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity about this mysterious prince."Reject the engagement," he repeated, his voice firm and unyielding."Why should I?" I managed to say, my voice trembling slightly. "Why should I do what you say?"A sinister smile spread across his face, revealing his sharp fangs. "Because I am the next lycan king, and what I say goes. You don't have a choice."His words should have angered me, but a strange feeling washed over me, a sense of submission I had never experienced before. I tried to shake it off, reminding myself of my own strength and independence."No, I won't just blindly accept what you want," I said defiantly, trying to regain some semblance of control.His eyes narrowed, and his claws dug into the wooden door behind me. "You dare defy me? I could crush you with a single thought."I swallowed hard
His intense gaze was fixed on me, making me feel like I was the crazy one for not remembering him after our little argument in my room."You're soon to be king," he said, flicking my head playfully."Argh!" I groaned, rubbing my head to soothe the pain.“What are you doing?" he asked, curious about my actions.I shrugged, trying to look for my father and uncle, but they had disappeared. Great, they left!The prince continued to stare at me oddly. "What?" I frowned, feeling a bit defensive."Why were you eavesdropping?" he questioned."None of your business," I retorted."Don't forget what I said before, turn down this engagement or else," he threatened, before walking away."Or else what, you..." I trailed off, relieved that he didn't respond. I didn't have the strength to confront him.Now, what should I do?‘That jerk wants me to call off the engagement for some mysterious reason, which I can't comprehend. Many people would kill to get engaged to me, so what's his deal? I can't imag
“You're transferring!" Emily's voice burst out, her face displaying sheer astonishment.A heavy sigh escaped me as I closed my locker; I turned to face her, finding her gaze already locked onto me."Before you say anything, just hear me out," I began, attempting to assemble my thoughts coherently."Go ahead, then," Emily retorted, her arms crossed firmly, her expression resolute."I know you're mad," I started, but she cut me off before I could continue."Mad doesn't even cover it. You swore we'd graduate side by side and pick a college together…" Emily started listing off our shared promises, a gleam of nostalgia in her eyes as if she were replaying those moments.Those promises had been made when we were kids, barely teenagers; to be honest, they'd slipped my mind over time."I get it, I really do," I interjected, knowing full well she could list those promises for hours if I let her."So, why are you leaving me?" Emily murmured, her eyes turning slightly glassy, a hint of puppy-dog
The girls wore identical expressions of astonishment upon hearing Ashley's words."What did you say?" Emily, Ashley's best friend, was taken aback, her tone shaky despite her efforts to remain composed."I said I'm transferring to Elite," Ashley declared confidently, eliciting gasps from the school hallway.A sudden rush of students surrounded Ashley and the girls."Who's going to Elite?""Is it really you, Ashley?""Did you join the high-ranked wolves secretly?""Can you take me with you?"The questions came pouring in as everyone's attention shifted to Ashley, who couldn't help but smile smugly."Quiet!" Ashley finally commanded, and the hall fell silent.She began pacing, with everyone waiting eagerly for her next words, including Emily."Well, you see, I'm transferring to Elite High School," Ashley proudly announced, a beaming smile on her face."Wow!""Ashley!"A group of students erupted in cheers and chants of Ashley's name, leaving Emily feeling envious as she quietly exited t
Ashley had just about prepared to glance at her phone when a sudden commotion erupted in the cafeteria. It was as if a pack of wild wolves had just discovered their long-lost mates. “There she is!” one of the girls cried out, pointing towards the table where Ashley and Emily were peacefully enjoying their lunch. Panic washed over Ashley as she leaned in to whisper to Emily, "What’s going on?" Emily's shudder in response indicated that she was just as clueless. The group of girls encircled Ashley's table, their predatory gazes locked firmly onto her. In the tense atmosphere that followed, Ashley and Emily exchanged anxious glances. The cafeteria's other wolf students began murmuring to each other, sensing trouble. “Sarah, what’s happening?” Emily whispered to their friend, Sarah, who stood beside her. "Apparently, they heard about Ashley transferring to Elite…" Sarah began to explain before she was abruptly silenced. “Silence!” a girl from the group shouted, splitting the pack int
Ashley's POV In the whirlwind of the moment, it had completely slipped my mind that I wasn't among those privileged girls who had chauffeurs waiting to whisk them away from school. How could I have been so naive as to hop into a stranger's car without a second thought?"I'm so sorry," I stammered, directing my apology toward the stern-looking young man before me, whose age seemed to fall somewhere between 18 and 20, though I couldn't quite pinpoint it."Would you mind getting out of my car?" he demanded in a commanding tone that sent a shiver down my spine. His face remained stoic."I'm so sorry," I repeated, facing the car door. I turned the handle, ready to make a hasty exit when I noticed the curious gazes of many of my former classmates fixed on me. Instinctively, I closed the car door, reevaluating my decision."I thought I told you to…"I acted swiftly, placing my hand over his mouth to cut him off. His eyes widened in surprise, a look of shock crossing his face as he stared at
The morning unfolded with a series of sensations that danced through my senses. I awoke with a slight wave of nausea clinging to me, a reminder that my stomach was on a quest for sustenance. Simultaneously, hunger growled within, signaling the need for fuel. Today was the pivotal day that had long hovered on the horizon—a day that carried with it the promise of transformation. It marked my entrance into the renowned Elite High School, a place rumored to hold the power to redefine destinies for the better.In the quiet of my room, a familiar melody pierced the stillness. The opening strains of "Save Me" by BTS spilled from my lips as if on impulse, the lyrics capturing the unspoken emotions that swirled within me. Music had always been my sanctuary, a faithful companion that offered solace when words failed.Drawn by the song's cadence, I embarked on the familiar ritual of awakening. My bathroom beckoned, offering a haven of purification and renewal. Shedding the constraints of clothin