Amalia’s pov
‘’yes Chris, that’s it ‘’ her moans where loud enough to be heard outside of her door and the sound of my heart breaking was so quitted that only I could hear it, Isn’t it ironic?
I was in my way to my best friend’s room in order to give her a gift that I got for her, I was at the mall this evening and two rose gold bracelets writing ‘’best friends’’ caught my eye. The irony is that while I was going to give her a gift, she got me one, the gift of truth.
My best friend since forever, was having sex with my crush since forever. I couldn’t blame him, he had no idea that I had a crush on him but she knew all too well that I was head over heels for him. We had spent endless nights discussing how I could catch his eyes and overanalyze his attitude towards me.
A mix of anger and heartbreak consumed me. It was painful to realize that our countless conversations about my feelings for him were nothing more than a facade for her own desires. The weight of the betrayal felt unbearable, and I couldn't help but question the authenticity of our friendship.
No no I knew at that moment that our friendship wasn’t real, she didn’t care for him. She just wanted sex and it happened to be with him. The same goes for him.
I was feeling betrayed and the tears were threatening to split. Unable to hear anything else, I immediately turned around to leave. ‘’Everything ok princes Amalia?’’ my bodyguard asked. ‘’everything is fine Peter, she’s just busy right now’’ I tried to lie but I was terrible at lying and he knew me too well to believe me.
Peter has been my bodyguard for a year now and he is a hot one too. He has green eyes that remind me of the forest with red flames inside, like the forest was on fire. Shewolves liked his athletic body, broad shoulders and his six-pack. Part of the reason that they are drawn to him is his enigmatic attitude, the mystery and the danger that a hybrid emits.
Many girls were jealous that I got to hang around him but he was always serious and not messing around even though he was nineteen and haven’t found his mate yet. He is the total opposite of Chris who is whoring around a lot.
He heard what was happening inside and he took a sniff to smell who was the guy with Stela. He then hurried up to catch up with me. With his speed it was like walking for him. As a half vampire he was faster than us.
We were currently on the second floor where the gamma’s and the head warrior’s family were staying. Stela was the daughter of the head warrior. All the other titles were passing from generation to generation but head warriors had to fight for the title.
The third floor was where the beta’s family was leaving and had guest rooms as well. That’s were Christopher was leaving. His father is the beta until he passes his title to Chris short of Christopher.
When we arrived at my door I just said goodnight to Peter trying not to use my trembling voice and I hurried up inside my room. He didn’t say anything to me about them but I could feel the sympathy in his eyes.
‘’Good night princess I would be right here if you need anything’’ he said looking at me but I avoided his gaze afraid that I would break down and cry in front of him. No one except my best friend Stela knew about my crush on Christopher and I would like to keep it that way, sorry I meant my ex best friend. I am sure thought that Peter got a glimpse of my feelings now anyway.
Also, I was the princess after all, I was expected to be strong at all times and I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. But now that I was in the safety of my room, I could have my meltdown. I got into my king size bed with purple bedding and cried for hours until I saw the sunlight getting inside through my window.
The night was confronting like the moon could keep all my secrets but the sun was here again to remind me that I have to look strong. I could suffer all I wanted during the dark of the night but under the light of the day I had to be the strong princess or try to look strong as far as possible. At least I have my wolf Belle who is strong, in contrary to me she is furious and wants blood, she is not whining like me.
We have our wolves from the day we are born but we get to sift when our bodies are ready, I sifted at sixteen just a year before while Stela sifted at fifteen like Christopher and my brother sifted at fourteen.
The four of us are unmated, my brother Kevin and Christopher are eighteen and can find their mate any time now. Me and Stela we are seventeen and she has one month before she can find her mate while I have nine months.
We can only find our mates at the age of eighteen or older by their sent. Many mates tell the story of a previous attraction to one another but most said that was a total surprise. Maybe they are mates and I am the wrong one here but even the thought of that makes my wolf demand blood.
Amalia’s povNew day new me, right? But what if the new me was heartbroken and friendless? Nevertheless, I had to get ready to go to college. We are allowed to attend only the community college near the pack.Werewolves are pack people and we always stay near our pack, our strength comes from our numbers. A lone wolf outside a pack was as good as dead and the same goes for us Lycans.If someone from a different pack passed our perimeter without permission he would be dead in seconds. We had visitors from other packs but they had permission to enter first.There were some rogue wolves out there but they knew better than to cross any pack’s territory especially the Lucan’s territory. If some rogue requests permission to speak to the king, he would be allowed inside but rogues coming was unheard. There are five Lycan packs across the world, one in America, one in Europe, one in Asia, one in Africa and one in Oceania. But we never associate with one another. Every Lycan pack has his king
Amalia’s povThe classes were interesting for the most part, but my mind was elsewhere. This community college is different from any other. For starters one can characterize it as luxurious, my pack is financing it and my father is very generous because it educates not only the next king but all pack members that want to study. My brother is studying economics, the same as Christopher. As the future alpha and beta their courses were chosen for them. As for me, I chose medicine in order to help others, while Stela had chosen gymnastics as she considered it the most suited for a head warrior. She was always aiming for the position of head warrior. It was during break and I headed for the canteen. The cafeteria is a beautiful place that has no walls, it’s all glass allowing you to admire the forest next to the university. The whole college is a big glass building. Scanning the place with my eyes, I saw that my brother was seated at our usual round white table in the center of the ca
Amalia’s povRight now, we were back from college and I was getting ready for my afternoon practice. ‘’Your dad would like a word with you at his office before practice’’ Peter informed me with a non-genuine smile. Was I in trouble or something like that? My father’s office was at the first floor of the pack house. It was a huge office that even had an aquarium tank with Glowfish Tetra Mix. The office is a light gray with expensive antique wooden furniture. I was always uneasy here, it was a place where we were not allowed to come as kids without a serious reason. As I made my way to my father's office, my mind raced with thoughts of what could be awaiting me. The atmosphere in the office was always tense, filled with an air of authority that made me feel small and insignificant. I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted this unexpected meeting and what consequences it might hold for me. Peter knocked on the door and my father said ‘’come in’’. Peter opened the door for me a
Amalia’s povWe were going to the training grounds. We have a huge inside gym with the latest equipment and rings but I preferred to practice at our huge outside training area. We had the best warriors and we needed the best equipment to keep them in form and to train them after all.I usually train late, so no one is around. My trainer is always one of my bodyguards but I am not allowed to train neither on my lycan form nor using magic.I rarely can be at my Lycan form and for that to happen my father cleans up the area for me. It happens approximately once a month and Bella needs more exercise than that. The problem is that Bella isn’t like any other lycan, we aren’t.In lycan form i have white coat but it has colorful highlights making it obvious to anyone that sees me that I am not the typical lycan.Both Christopher and Peter came with me. ‘’There was no need for you to come with us, my shift will start in twenty minutes, I can take it from here’’ Christopher referred to Peter wh
Amalia’s povYesterday sleep came easy on me with Christopher’s scent still lingering on my bed. It was smooth and calming. I didn’t want to get out of bed but I had to go to college. ‘’Good morning Peter’’ I said opening my door while smiling at him. He looked a lot better now that he had slept after three days. ‘’Good morning princess Amalia’’ he replied genuine smiling back at me. ‘’Peter, I need to talk to you, I need a big favor to ask. Can you come inside?’’ I said while gesturing inside my room.He came in ‘’you want my help with your abilities’’ he stated without having any doubt about what I wanted. What did I say about him reading me like an open book? ''Uhm, how did you know it? Do you read minds?’’ he chuckled with my question ‘’oh that would be both a blessing and a course, I would never wish for such ability especially while living in a place like this where everyone despises me’’. He looked cool but I knew that this was hurting him. ‘’Well, not everyone. I am always
Amalia’s povThe classes passed quickly and it was time for lunch at the cafeteria. The place was full of light due to the sunny day outside. My wolf wanted out, we would like to go on our lycan form for a run, but this was not on the plans for us.‘’They have your favorite Princess’’ Peter smiled to me while we went to stand in line. My favorite was pastitsio, a Greek recipe that I loved. Today the cafeteria was serving Greek dishes. Every Friday we had dishes from another country and I looked forward to it. That was the closer I got to traveling,Before it was time for us to ordered my favorite had finished, someone had taken the last of it. I was so disappointed that I had to compromise with a Greek salad.My brother was seated only with Chr
Amalia’s pov While he was showering first, I was picking out what to wear to the club. The images that were playing in my head of him showering naked next door were driving me insane and making it difficult for me to choose an outfit. I finally decided to wear a leopard-print midi skirt that is high-rise on the waist and it fails to a straight silhouette that hugs all my curves perfectly. For a top, I chose a black strapless crop top that showed my neck. I wanted to create a sexy look that would turn heads at the club. No, let me rephrase it, I wanted him to find me sexy. As I was about to let the outfight I chose on my bed, he got out of the bathroom. He was wearing his black trousers but he was shirtless showing his wet abs. I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as I took in his irresistible appearance. The way his muscles glistened under the bathroom light was enough to make my heart race. His hair was wet as well, and his scent was mixed with my shampoo driving me craz
Amalia’s pov My brother was talking to two girls and he was only alerted and looked towards us when Christopher yelled at the poor guy and tossed him aside, after that my brother continued to flirt with the girls. ‘’What’s the meter? I was just flirting’’ I played it innocently. I liked the jealousy on him. While I was amused his eyes were full of anger. Anger radiated from him and the sick part was that I liked it. I liked getting a response from him. ‘’Don’t do that again’’ he ordered me with his harsh voice. Fanny thing that he thought that he could order me around. ‘’Do what Christopher? Have fun?’’ I just provoked him more. I wanted more of his anger, I wanted him to tell me that he was angry. I was still looking into his eyes with a smirk on my face when he said to me ‘’you know what’’ and I just waited till he continued.He let go of my hand, and I felt the loss of him as we were connected for a few seconds. He looked at me with thi