Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
Excuse us” he said to the maid and with a quick bow, she was out of the room before I could even speak.
She shut the door behind her and it was just the two of us. I could feel the annoyance rolling off him in waves and I didn’t want to do anything to annoy hum even more so I stood in place, occasionally shuffling my feet and keeping my eyes cast on the floor
“Is there a reason I’m being ignored?” he asked finally,
“Im not ignoring you,” it was a lie and we both knew it.
Bullshit,” he moved one step closer and I took one back effectively bumping into the nightstand, “Why can’t you stand to be next to me?”
“That’s not true; I was next to you in the carriage.” I was grasping at straws at this point; I would have said anything if it meant getting him out of my space. “And I sat in your office.”
“You couldn’t even look at me both times,” I knew he was telling the truth so I didn’t bother denying it, “Look at me,Camilla”
I forced my eyes up to his and it took everything in my power to not look away. The sheer intensity of his gaze had me cowering on my insides and to make it worse, I couldn’t make out the emotions in his eyes so I didn’t know whether he was five seconds away from killing me or just plain annoyed.
He stepped closer to me and I couldn’t help but flinch. When I saw the guilt on his face, I instantly felt bad. He looked genuinely hurt by my reaction and I didn’t know how to respond to that.
“The first time I thought it was a mistake,” he began slowly, “But now; you flinched, I saw it.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” he cut me off, “What happened to you? What made you into this shell of a person that you can’t even look at me or be around me without flinching?”
“I’m sorry,” I didn’t know what exactly I was apologizing for, but I was apologizing for everything.
For not being the perfect mate that he probably wanted, for flinching whenever he got close, for making him feel guilty. I didn’t know which it was but I knew I had to apologize for it all because it was my fault.
It was my fault that I was like this and it was my fault that he had to meet me. If I had just ran in the opposite direction then. he probably would have continued his life with Lauren but now he is burdened and saddled with me and I know that is a fate I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
“I am so sorry.”
“No, Camilla,” he stopped me, “I’m sorry. I went about this all wrong and I will fix it.”
I didn’t know what he meant by that but from the determined look on his face, I had a feeling that I was going to find out soon enough.
He moved closer to me but he seemed to realize what he was doing at the last moment because he took a few steps backwards. He gave me a soft smile, the first true smile I was seeing on his face and then he turned on his heels and left the room.
I stared at the door longer than I should have. Part of it was in confusion and the other part- I’m not exactly sure. But I know that even while I ate, while I changed into comfortable pajamas so I could sleep, I was thinking about the weird exchange.
I realized I was getting too used to this lifestyle when I woke up the next morning and sat in bed waiting for someone to lay out clothes for me and bring me breakfast.
I sat for five minutes before I realized how ridiculous I looked and went out to do it myself. Tying my corset was almost impossible but I somehow managed it and even after so many days of wearing one- I still hated it.
As I went to pick out an outfit, I caught sight of my bag at the bottom of the wardrobe. It looked completely out of place there and I remember the day Ryker had it brought for me, he stared at it like it was infected. He suggested burning it but even though I wanted nothing more than to put Tyson behind me, a part of me didn’t want to let it go.
I let my hand brush over the rough material softly before I pulled away and took out a simple grey outfit. I put it on and wore the pink fluffy sl*ppers that Ryker had given me and made my way down to the kitchen to find something to eat.
When I got to the kitchen, I was shocked to see Lauren there. She was in a heated conversation with the maid who usually brings my things- I should really learn her name soon. The maid gasped when she saw me effectively bringing the conversation to an end.
“I am so sorry,” she began, “I was talking to Lauren and I must have lost track of time. I will have your breakfast brought upstairs in less than a minute.”
“It’s alright,” I assured her with a small smile, “I’m right here; I can always have it downstairs.” I turned to Lauren, “Hi, 1 didn’t know you were coming today.”
“Well, it is my job to babysit you; of course I have to be here.” She said through a forced smile, “What do you have planned for the day?”
“Nothing; I’m just going to explore the house.”
“You can’t,” I was shocked by her harsh tone, “Ryker does not like people going through his stuff and that includes his house; so if there is anywhere that you want to go that is allowed, I will take you.
I didn’t know how to respond to her and even if I did, I wouldn’t. I know people like her. It is like dealing with Lisa all over again and I know she’s just trying to mark her territory. I wish she knew that I didn’t want anything to do with Ryker. In fact, he is the one who refuses to reject me..
From the way she was standing, I knew she was expecting a response from me and I wasn’t going to engage in the conversation so I turned to the maid who was watching us both with wide eyes.
“Can I have breakfast now please?” as soon as the words left my mouth, she spurred into action and swiftly assembled a plate of eggs, bacon, ham and toast with a side of sliced fruits and orange juice.
She knows I won’t finish it, but I assume that Ryker instructed her to pile up my plate because no matter how many times I tell her that she gives me too much, she never reduces the quantity.
I took my tray from her and made my way to the dining table that I passed on my way. In all my days in the house, I have never seen it used so I figured it was just for decoration and sat at the head of the table.
I was eating when Lauren walked in. As soon as she saw me, she stormed over to my side and stared at me with folded hands.
I didn’t know why she was standing in front of me so I ignored her and kept on eating.
She must have gotten annoyed because she finally spoke, “You’re in the wrong seat.
I finally looked up at her. There was no one here when I got here.”
“That is where Ryker is supposed to sit. You shouldn’t be sitting there. It is reserved for him or his mate.”
“But I am his mate,” my voice came out quieter than I expected.
was being honest, I was terrified of her in that moment.
“He doesn’t love you, and he will never make you Luna,” she spat, “Why do you think he picked me of all people to watch you?”
“He said it was because you were the best.”
“Don’t tell me that you are really that naive,” she scoffed, “He wanted to make sure that I let you know your true place. I am the one he wants to be with. Why else didn’t he wait for you? He was satisfied with having me on every surface of this house.”