Hello My Lovely Readers, This is the end of Willow's story. I do hope that you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I do have plans for Liz's story, but it will not be for a few months. Thank you all for reading, commenting, and leaving reviews. It means a lot to me. Thank you, Solange Daye
Hello Lovely Readers! Firstly, let me say thank you for reading both the Lycan King's Rejected Daughter and the Lycan King's Assassin. I appreciate all of your support. Secondly, The Lycan King's Assassin is getting its own book. Any new updates will be posted here and in the new book as well. That way, you do not have to pay twice for the same content. Thirdly, I heard what you said, and I would love to give you all a few more chapters of Osiris, WIllow, Liz, and the baby. As I said above, those chapters will be posted in both places. Thank you all so much for your love and support, Solange Daye
KEENALooking up at the huge building before me I take a deep breath. I watch as students file into the school and from the outside it would appear that this is a college like any other. But that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Every student in this school is a lycan or a werewolf. That is every student but me. I was born without a lycan or a wolf but that didn’t stop my father, the Lycan King, from enrolling me in the same schools as my twin brother. Deep down I believe that he always thought I would be a late bloomer and I would eventually shift. But that day never came. Now I am an outcast even though I am a princess. I should be the most popular girl in school, but I am not. My brother has made sure of that. He and the rest of my tormentors do a great job of keeping me on the outskirts of popularity.All of the students rush into the building as if it is any other day. But it isn’t just any other day for me. No, today is going to be different. “Today is going to be a good day,
KEENAAfter fixing my make-up in the bathroom I hurry to my first period class. As quietly as I can I slip through the door only to be greeted with every pair of eyes in the classroom focused on me. Everyone is whispering to their neighbor and I am almost positive that it is about me. "How nice of you to join us, Miss Lyall," the professor's voice is dripping with sarcasm. Quickly I shuffle to my desk and get out my notebook and pencil for the day. "I am sorry," I mumble under my breath to the professor. "What was that?" The professor says loudly. "Princesses should not mumble, or did your parents not teach you as such." Lifting my head towards the teacher, I can feel my face heat with blush. "I said I apologize for being late, Sir," I say loudly but firmly. "I can assure you that it will not happen again." "Very well," the professor sighs heavily and continues on with his lesson. As I am trying to pay attention to the class and take notes, the smell of sandalwood inv
JAREKWhen I saw the Princess this morning and the smell of roses encompassed my senses I almost dropped to my knees and worshiped the ground that she walked on right then and there. Her bright, emerald, green eyes shone bright against her pale skin and her dark black hair. I watched her from a distance as she bent over to pull the books out of her locker and had to fight back the groan that threatened to escape my lips at the sight of her round ass up in the air. But then the other shoe dropped and I realized she was too good to be true. Wolfless. My mate is wolfless. She might be the Princess of the werewolf world but how can I bring a mere human home to the pack. I would be made the laughing stock of Alphas. Sure there are some within the werewolf community that accept their human mates but not in the Red Moon Pack. We are determined to keep our bloodlines pure. While I am sitting at the lunch table between Chad and a few of his friends, I can smell her scent as soon as
KEENASitting in my bedroom, I stare in the mirror at my vanity. Kayla is standing behind me curling my hair section by section. "I don't think I am going to go to the party," I say quietly. "What?!" Kayla screams out loudly. "You have to go. It is your party." I shake my head back and forth and Kayla holds my head still with her hands. "Everyone would have a much better time if I didn't go." "I wouldn't," Kayla professes and I cannot help but roll my eyes at her. "Everyone else is here to see Faris," I tell her. "You are the only one that cares about me." "If you don't go to the party then I am not going either," Kayla crosses her arms across her chest and pushes her bottom lip out in a little pout. "Faris will be disappointed if you don't show up," I tell her with a little smirk on my lips. Kayla brushes her hair behind her shoulder and rolls her eyes at me. "I don't know what you are talking about," she tries to keep a straight face but a small smile plays on he
KEENAKayla presses the cup to my lips and says, "bottoms up," as she tips the bottom of my drink. A little bit of the fruity drink dribbles down my chin and Kayla busts out laughing. As Kayla lets go of the cup, I turn the cup the rest of the way up and gulp down the fruity drink. My head starts to spin slightly as the alcohol reaches my system. Unlike a werewolf or a lycan I have to be careful of how much alcohol that I drink. Since I am no more than a human, I can get drunk like one too. But tonight I don't care. I plan on having a good time. Once the first drink hits my blood stream I feel loose and happy. Kayla downs two more drinks while I wait for her at the bar and then grabs my hand and drags me out onto the dance floor. So far no one has noticed that I am even there. Everyone's eyes are on Faris and his group of friends. As Kayla and I dance on the floor, I let my eyes wander over to the corner where my brother and his friends are standing. I see that Jarek ha
KEENAHolding me in her arms, my mother and I cry tears of both shock and joy. "You are a witch," my mother says with tears streaming down her face. Looking around the wreckage that I caused I stare wide eyed at the mess around me. The kitchen is completely wrecked. The walls are covered in burn marks and all of the pots and pans are scattered throughout the kitchen. Suddenly the shuffling of feet catches my attention and everyone at the party is staring at me with wide eyes. Kayla's bright blue eyes are shining with tears among the crowd. She tries to make her way over to me but my father blocks her way. "The party is over," my father's voice booms over the murmurs and whispers that are spreading through the party attendees. There are a couple of groans among the party goers but the majority of them rush out as fast as they possibly can. My father uses his huge body to block my body from the view of everyone that is casting me a final look before they leave the mansion
KEENA"Princess... Princess..." A panicked voice calls out. My eyes flutter open and I see the same hazel eyes staring at me that I saw right before I passed out. I expect the eyes to belong to Jarek but they don’t. They belong to a warrior that is standing half naked in front of me. "Princess," the warrior with hazel eyes says more gently now that my eyes are open. "I am going to move you away from..." he clears his throat awkwardly. "Away from the mess." Scooping me into his arms I breathe in heavily and let his peppermint scent wash over me. It isn't as enticing as Jarek's sandalwood scent but it is still alluring. My body is stiff and awkward as he holds me in his arms. Carefully the warrior steps over the body of the rogue that he saved me from and walks me into the living room of the pack house."Thank you for saving me," I whisper. "It was an honor," the warrior looks at me with a sheepish smile on his face. "Shouldn't you go back out to the fight?" I ask him