17.|| Living Hell.

Lilliana’s POV

Wincing, I sat on the bed as I waited for the doctor to get to me. My heart raced as I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was going to handle everything that had happened.

My knees and chin hurt so bad but none of the pain could ever be compared to the kind of pain I was going to feel by the time Nikolai was done with me.

‘Don’t you think you should just go to him and come out clean about all of this?’ Nala’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts but all I could do was groan and close my eyes tightly as though that was going to erase everything.

It’s just dishes and cutleries, why am I getting so worked up?

Sighing, I knew why I was getting worked up and it’s not as if I’m fooling anyone. I hated the fact that I haven’t been able to live normally like all other werewolves ever since Nikolai came back.

I hated the fact that Alpha King Demitri had to fall sick and die, leaving me to deal with the rude, cruel, selfish and horrible son of his that’s only nice to me whenever he