Lycan King’s Nemesis

Gwen??

“Oh, Tyler, today was totally amazing,” I let out amidst tiny giggles, alighting from the car to slam the door. I held my small black bag with my two hands as I waited for him to join me. “Though, it started with a little… skirmish, but in the end, I enjoyed myself.” We began making our way in, Tyler’s smile stealing the breath away from me.

“I’m glad I was able to make up for my fuck-up.” He shrugged casually, giving a thumbs-up to the guards as we entered inside.

The butler was not there. Thank goddess. I didn’t have the energy for his superfluous pleasantries. Most times I feel they are fake. Or not.

“Really, Ty, you are an amazing person, you know that?” His dark brown hair fell over his face as he inclined his head to mock-wink me. “Everyone here is already cuddling up to you.” And that was the truth. Just a few weeks here, you will think he grew up in this place.

It all proves how humane he was.

After we left ‘TEE’S SWIMMERS’, he felt very bad for not putting my initial anxiety into consideration and forcing me there. He felt so guilty that he had refused to bring me home and had instead opted to take me to another place.

He was sceptical at first-like a lover-wondering if I will like the new place. It was heartwarming to see how much he cared about my feelings.

Graciously, the new place had been a bum. It was a game house. Not something I was used to, but then, when he put me through the games, I soon learned and acquainted with the new pass time.

Right now, I am beyond exhausted and just want to rest. I might not even be coming down for dinner.

We reached the interaction that led to our different hallways. He stopped, seemingly confused. Me too. Am I supposed to accompany him to his quarters? It’s something I do usually-since I’m still his caretaker- however, I am tired now. And for some odd reasons, nervous.

“Should I accompany you to your chamber?” He queried, the sides of his eyes creased as his fine orbs crinkled at me.

I giggled louder. “C’mon, don’t be silly. I’m the one supposed to accompany you. Don’t forget I’m your_”

“Caretaker?”

Our laughter rang down the hallway. Tyler was so much fun to be around. I can hardly recall what even irked me today that led to our hanging out. He had that charm around him that seemed to drown anyone by merely being in his presence.

I stopped laughing and cleared my throat. I am crossing the line with my stray thoughts. “I have to go, Tyler.” I swerved on my foot to leave.

His hand shut out and grabbed my forearm and dropped back by his side instantly. “Oh, I’m so sorry, your highness, I didn’t mean_”

“It’s nothing, Tyler.” I looked at the point he touched me. It burned like fresh coal was just placed there. “I will see you at dinner.”

“Ye-yeah…”

I was stepping back, maintaining a goodwill smile. “Don’t forget what we discussed about your lady love…” I wagged my finger at him.

“Definitely.”

“And Tyler…”

“Yes?” He said too sharply.

“Call me Gwendolyn.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“But…”

“It’s an order.” I moved at full speed, my head swimming with bedazzled reflections. What was I thinking demanding that from him? He was my subject and all my subjects are meant to acknowledge my title. What is-

“I see you are having a blast.” I jumped back almost, colliding with a pillar behind me. I blinked, touching my chest to slow my panic.

“Abby,” I looked around. “You startled me.”

She was grinning. mischievously. “That is because your mind was somewhere… You didn’t tell me you were going out.”

“I was-” I licked my lips. “It was impromptu. I didn’t plan to. Tyler wanted me to accompany him out, so…”

“He seem too interested in you.”

I eyed her, and continued on my way. She followed. “Don’t be ridiculous, Abby. He’s my friend and partner in training.” Just like Julian.

“I know.” Her shoulders were touching mine. And from the way her eyes warped at me, I knew she was being sarcastic.

I reached my door and pushed it open to enter. “I’m serious, Abby.” I flung my bag on the floor and went to push open the curtains. Moonlight flooded in. “Tyler insisted on taking me out to cheer me up after what happened.”

“Unless you are hiding something from me, you don’t need to explain to me, Gwen. I know you will never hurt my brother.” Somehow, those words sounded quirky and infuriating to me. Abby was my friend, I can’t lose my temper on her.

I bit my tongue. “Of course.” I threw off my shawl and my clothes came next. I needed a cold shower. “How was your day?”

“I read throughout in the library, and later, I want to look for Wiiliams. The hands said something about him being on an errand for the King.”

I nodded once. I saw a sad light flicker in her eyes, I didn’t want to entertain it. Ashton was an asshole, and I won’t let him wear me down. Not today.

“I told them to make your favourite. Lasagna with Goatmeat.” She intoned cheerfully.

“What!” I was only on pant and bra. I folded my arms on my bosom. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“But I did…” She stood and clapped her hands. “I think I should_”

The door bashed on the wall and the villain walked in. He looked like he was fuming. The nerve of him to look at me like that after what he did. He pointed at his sister. “You, get out!”

“Ash_”

“Now!”

Abby shuddered, gave me a brief glance and scampered out of the room. I reached out to grab my white robe hanging by the wardrobe wicket and shrugged on. My eyes didn’t leave him.

“You whore…”

I tilted my chin high, my blood boiling, but fear didn’t let me speak. I bit down on my tongue hard until I felt it split, my eyes still not wavering as he stalked closer.

“You had the guts to disgrace me by cahooting around town with a common rogue!”

I didn’t say anything.

“Say something, this minute, stupid!”

I trembled and stepped back, holding the wooden frame of the wardrobe for support. Sweat broke out of my pores, hot tears prickling the back of my eyes.

He didn’t even feel any remorse for what he did. He was worried that I went out with another man after he nearly killed me by fuckening another woman!

I regret it. I regretted the day I accepted to marry this monster. I regretted walking down that aisle and making a caricature of myself. Allowing these people spread the sacred linen of my virginity out to the public in the name of tradition.

I regretted not accepting Ashton’s rejection!

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