Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
I stayed inside for a few minutes more but then my stomach started to rumble so I made my way down the stairs and towards the kitchen. I poked my head in first to make sure she wasn’t there.
“She’s not here,” I jumped when I heard the voice behind me and I saw the maid who used to bring it up to my room. “You could have waited for me; I was going to bring it up.”
“It’s okay,” I gave her a small smile, “What’s your name?”
She was shocked by my question. I could imagine why; when I was at Tyson’s pack, no one cared to ask my name. They dniu i even use it so I wasn’t surprised that they never asked. I wouldn’t even be surprised if most of them still dont know it
I’m sure that no one has bothered to ask her name either which is ironic considering she cooks for us and could easily poison us if she wished and would get away with it long enough to run far away from here.
“My name is Eve,” she said finally, “Forgive me for not responding early; it has been a while since someone of your class asked me that,”
“I’m more like you than you realize, Eve.”
“You are the Alpha’s mate.” She said the words with so much reverence, “You may have been like me but you are no longer like that. Although it would-,” she trailed off, “Forgive me, I was speaking out of turn.”
“Please,” I implored, “Tell me.”
“You should eat,” she picked up the tray, “Alpha Caine would be very upset if he found out that you have not eaten all day.”
I knew she wasn’t going to say what she wanted to no matter how hard or how much I pushed so I nodded and thanked her for the meal. She responded with a deep curtsey and then returned to her work.
A part of me wanted to stay down here because it is a familiar environment for me but I didn’t know where Lauren was and I knew what would happen if she saw me eating so I ran as fast as I could to the room. Once I was safely behind the doors, I locked it shut.
I stayed in the room for the entirety of the day. Lauren tried to open the door a few times and each time it took a lot of effort to keep my breathing even so she would think I was asleep. She usually left after a few minutes and I think she actually liked the idea of not having to watch over me every second of the day:
It wasn’t until the last time that the knocking was more frantic and harder that I realized that I could possibly be in trouble. I slowly got to my feet and unlocked the door. I pulled it open just as Ryker’s hand was about to come down and thankfully he stopped just before his fist came in contact with my head.
He was still in his clothes that he left and there was frustration etched on his features. I closed my eyes tightly as I waited for him to yell at me for locking the door but instead, he let out a sigh of relief.
“I thought you were hurt,” were the first words out of his mouth, “Lauren told me that you hadn’t been out of the room all day and your door was locked.”
“1-,” I didn’t know how to respond to that. I have never had someone worry about me before, “I was just tired so I spent the day inside.”
“Are you ill?” he placed his palm on my forehead, “I could call Lucy; she will know what to do.”
“I’m not hurt,” I said quickly. The last thing I wanted to do was have Lucy called up from wherever she was to check on me, “I just wanted to be alone.”
“Have you eaten?” he asked and I nodded, “When?”
“This morning,” I whispered the words but he still heard it.
He opened his mouth, most likely to yell at me but he closed it instantly and took a deep breath to calm himself then he pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and pointer finger.
“Come with me,” was what he finally said and without waiting for a response, he turned on his heels and started walking
I was so stunned that for the first few seconds, I just stood there staring but then I realized he wasn’t waiting and hurried up to catch up to him. He walked down the stairs and I noticed he was going towards the dining room.
He sat at the head of the table and gestured for me to take a seat too. I hesitated for a second before leaving one chaat eropoy. between us and taking the next one. My actions didn’t go unnoticed because I saw his jaw tick lightly but he otherwise Caved silent.
I was about to ask why we were here when two maids- one of whom was Eve- started arranging various dishes on the table. They put at least six different platters before they left.
“Eat,” I stared at the assortment of food in front of me and the back at Ryker, “You haven’t eaten all day so eat.”
“I- I’m not hungry.”
“Ask me if I give a shit.” His tone was crude, “Eat or I will force you and I don’t care if you hate me afterwards.” I knew he would ahead with his threat so I piled a little pasta onto my plate, “Fill up your plate or so help me, I will make good on go my earlier threat.”
I swallowed deeply and piled helpings of food until he finally made a hum of encouragement. I stared at my full plate and knew there was no way I would finish it but I also knew there was no way that I was going to be allowed to leave this table until I did. That was the entire point of him forcing me to eat with him I realized, to make sure I ate what he would consider enough.
“When you finish it,” he began as he started helping himself to food, “We can talk about the idea of you training.”
I paused with my food halfway to my mouth, “What are you talking about?”
“Lauren told me that you wanted to train with her and I am willing to consider it if you finish the meal.”
If there was no reason for me not to finish the food before; then I just got one because I don’t want to train with Lauren. And
I know I can’t tell Ryker because he will ask questions and potentially ask her about it so now I’m in a debacle.
“Eat Camilla,” Ryker said when he noticed I hadn’t moved, “We don’t have all night.”
After weighing my options I realized that no matter what I would have to find the meal so I focused on finishing my meal and I prayed that Ryker would forget about the training issue I don’t even know why I bothered praying because it seems that when I pray about stuff they always seem to blow up in my Face
The first time being when Lauren came into my room earlier despite me praying she wouldn’t and the second time being when Ryken told me that I would be training with Lauren commencing immediately
I knew he was just trying to help but in all honesty, I wish he wouldn’t. I don’t know what he’s trying to prove but being nice to me isn’t going to change everything I already know about him and how he treats his pack All I want right now is for him to reject me so I can leave
The last thing I want to do is to be tied down and mated to another Alpha who is cruel and horrible to his subjects. There could be someone just like me suffering under him right now and how terrible would I be if I allowed myself to freely mate with him
I didn’t want to argue about it so I thanked him for the training opportunity and locked myself in the room. I didn’t step out until the next morning when I heard a subtle knock on the door. I opened it to reveal Eve and she handed me some folded clothes and shoes that I knew were for training.
I put them on and felt uncomfortable in them. The leggings were even tighter than the ones I usually wore and it felt like if I as much as bent over they would rip. I wasn’t to wear a corset under it because the top was as tight as the leggings. It stopped just below my belly button and when I stretched or bent over, a silver of skin was revealed.
Eve smiled when she saw me and helped me put on the new sneakers. They came from a box so I knew they were brand new and a part of me didn’t want to wear it because I knew it would get dirty but Lauren appeared at my door and I knew I didn’t have much time left.
I stood up and her eyes raked over my b*dy in a way that made my skin crawl and made me want to curl up into a ball and hide. Finally, she met my eyes and made a dismissive sound.
“Honestly you couldn’t look worse if you worse a trash bag.” She laughed to herself at her own joke.