Jaden's POV"I can't recognize you anymore, and the more I stare at you, the more I wonder if you are my son. What had come over you? I don't want to believe whatever the shaman said until I hear from you. Jaden, tell your mother what is going on!"The silence and tension that had lingered in the hall were finally broken by my mother's emotional voice, which sounded like she was about to cry.She appeared so heartbroken, as if I had done something strange and dreadful. My father was shaking his head in regret and sadness; those dark eyes of his were peering intently at me, and I couldn't even find words to say.A quick glance around, and I could see all the people gathered, leaving me a bit confused even when I expected it."Why are all these people gathered here? I hope it isn't about me?" I frowned, letting out a silent hiss, and the grimace in my father's face deepened. His fists balled tightly, and I could hear his sharp and rough breath of anger from where I stood. He was looking

"You are sorry for what?" The King snarled, his eyes flinting with anger. Since he heard of Jaden's relationship with Selene, he has always been angry. Everything infuriates him, and that relaxing and all-smiling king was gone and replaced with the grumpy and hot-headed one."Calm down, Honey." The queen soothed him, rubbing his shoulders gently."Fine." He forced a smile at her, then turned back to me sternly."You know how she looks much better than anyone else. I want a clean job. That foolish girl can never use charm on my son and go scot free!" He shouted, and I could only nod continuously in fear."I want you to join the knights in that pack and kill her." He stated it with sheer authority."Okay, my Lord." I replied with a bow."You are Jaden's best friend and can betray us for him, but I have to remind you that killing you will bring no loss on me, my family, or this kingdom because you are a nobody I picked from the dustbin and gave life to. You get it?" He bellowed, and I no

"Fearful boy!" I laughed scornfully "I thought you just said you'd beat him till he passed out!" I mocked him as his face turned red and he growled harder."I will kill you!" He fumed, and before I could say anything, his strong palm struck my cheek in a resounding slap that almost blinded me. The pain stung so painfully that it was as if thousands of needles were pierced into my cheek. My hands were tied, and I could rub them to ease the pain, making it hurt really bad."Untie me, asshole!" I shrieked, gritting my teeth and breathing heavily as I tried not to cry, but the pain was burning."Who is that guy? What is his name, and where does he live? Who is he to you? And how did he suddenly appear that day? Tell me everything about him now!" He barked at me, his saliva splattering on my face and irritating the snot out of me."I don't know him. You saw his face. Go search for him yourself!" I huffed, exasperated, as I stared at his face. With the fury burning in me, I swear that if I

"Don't suffocate me, babe," I teased under her arms, and she quickly released me, her eyes full of tears, which she kept drying with her palm as those pretty innocent eyes fell on me.I sat up with her help, leaning on the wall. She gently brushed aside the astrayed strands of hair covering my face; her face beamed with excitement. "I was so scared." She moaned, caressing my cheek as more tears fell from her eyes.I was weak, and my breath was shallow. I was also feeling a painful headache hitting my skull hard, but I kept a smiling face, feigning to be all fine, so she would have no reason to panic."Joy, how long was I unconscious?" I asked calmly, and she threw a quick glance at the clock, sighing as she turned back at me."It's midnight now. You've been out for almost six hours. That asshole hurt you badly with the slave mark. A wicked soul like him should be skinned alive!" She seethed, holding my palm gently, concern and care brimming in her eyes as they scrutinized my body. "D

"Please introduce yourselves to the class; they must be very eager to know more about you both." The teacher's face was all smiles as she coaxed them gently with respect.She said both as if I weren't in existence there, and I loved it that way, saving me from the shame of introducing myself in front of the students when I'm dressed like a street beggar. All I hoped for was that Callen and his sister won't be so wicked as to tell the entire class of my mother's abominable act because if the students find out I had link with the vampires, they were going to make me regret ever being alive."My name is Callen, my sister is Sophia, and most importantly, our father is Alpha Logan, the owner of this school." He began, his voice cocky and reeking with so much pride that I almost scoffed in disgust. Does he need someone to remind him that his father is no where close to owning this school? How has he suddenly forgot about the Lycan king or did he deliberately decides to be an ignorant assh