The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 19

Avery

The injured shewolf sat up gingerly and rested her back on the wall. The shewolves present didn’t try to talk to each other, they just sat in stifling silence.

Meanwhile, the human girls huddled together in one corner of the room to discuss among themselves.

In times like these, having company was better than not having one.

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Seeing them like this made me remember my own best friend, Sadie, I really missed her.

Her sassy character would have cheered me up in the ways she could.

We would have put our heads together to discuss countermeasures to this situation I am in.

I wonder how she is doing.

I really want to smack myself for wishing for her to follow me on my escape from the Silver Crescent Pack.

Thankfully, she did not follow me or she would have gone through all the dangers I went through.

Nara would have been overjoyed to have two werewolves for the ritual.

Fortunately, that evil woman is dead.

The human girls that were discussing in hushed voices turned around to look at me from time to time.

It was obvious they were talking about me but I didn’t have any time to spare on them.

I was trying to gather information to perfect my escape and all these human girls can think to do is gossip about me.

I shook my head at their misplaced priorities.

They are all focusing on the wrong place.

A human girl with dirty blond hair and twinkling blue eyes glared at me after she whispered something to her fellows.

I knew right then that the most prominent look of jealousy I felt was from her.

I was weak right now and I did not want to waste my power trying to eavesdrop on the nonsensical things these girls was discussing.

I had better things to do. As long as they did not cross the boundary I already set, I can do my things separately while they do theirs.

I stared at the shewolves.

They weren’t like the humans.

Although the humans banded together because of impure motives, the thing is, they still cooperated instead of being stranded from their fellows like these shewolves.

I did not try to stroke up a conversation with these shewolves. My action might seem like I am fawning on them when I don’t have any intention to do that kind of act.

Everybody was on their own.

It is like I said earlier, this was survival of the fittest. All the girls here are competitors and nothing can change that, not even the humans‘ flimsy attempt at cooperation.

Everybody was on their own. How they get it would depend on their capability.

I found a comfortable space to lay on before occupying it.

I was pregnant and I had to get as much sleep as I could. I know I might not be the best mother as I did not give my kids the conducive environment they need.

I need to compensate them in the little ways that is within my capabilities.

Even if I am imprisoned, at least I can still decide how long I sleep for.

The next morning, Aria came to wake us up for our lessons.

–Thankfully this time, she did not pour chilly water on us.

Getting splashed with cold water might cause adverse effects on my pregnancy. I might be a werewolf but I was shackled with the armband that was made with a substance that was similar to wolfsbane so I was pretty weak.

After our bath in the river, Aria took us to a room that was decorated luxuriously.

The strange thing about this room is that the tones and themes it expressed seem to try and induce lust.

The room was divided into two unequal halves by a curtain. The smaller side hidden with the curtain should be a space for changing attires.

A bed took up most of the space the the larger section. The bed was decorated with fluttering bed drapes that made people and things laying on the bed seem dreamy,

We all stood in a row before Ashley.

The shewolf that had been beaten into a half death state had recovered some of her strength.

She was hanging unto Aria’s every word.

Maybe she realized that the only way to find an escape route was by listening to Aria’s words.

“The first lesson you people are going to have is a lesson on passive aggressuve seduction.” Aria aced around us, “You might think it is easy from my words but it is not.”

I took a deep breath. Here we go.

“I am going to be teaching you all this lessons only once. Whatever you manage to take from it is your lifesaving grace so make sure your eyes are peeled.” Aria continued.

She stopped in front of me, “Discard any prejudices you had in the past. You can only take hold of your future with your own hands.”

Aria might be a bad person but her words had a deep experience and understanding hidden within them.

Aria clapped and a guard donned in full military regalia strode in. She went behind the curtains and came out with changed clothes. Her dressing was like the casual strapless top and trousers she liked wearing, it was a tube that only covered her breasts and a short skirt. She had on a thin overall made from see through materials.

Suddenly her disposition changed.

The grumpy instructor Aria wasn’t present anymore, only the seductress called Aria remained.

Aria was beautiful but it is this moment I knew that being beautiful won’t do the job. Sometimes, human makeup can make a ugly person a goddess, not to talk less of people with good faces.

The difference between all this kinds of beauty is the aura and Aria had

the aura.

The look in her eyes turned into a type of beckoning. She was taking amorous glances to the peak.

A small smoke was on her lips and her body was saying as she walked.

It felt like she was bones.

She began to dance around the guard.

The guard’s face began to take on a red hue.

It was evident he wasn’t able to take Aria’s level of seduction.

She would stop periodically to wrap around the guard and blow soft kisses.

The room seemed to heat up all of a sudden.

Aria looked at us, “Can you see it now? If you play your cards well, your patron would be at your mercy.”

Some of the girls was blushing. It was normal.

I have never seen this kind of thing before so I wasn’t an exception. Sadie had told me of things like this because she usually stumble upon them in the club that she attends.

Ironically, my first experience was not at a club but a training class to nine my deduction skills.

Even with my blushing face, I observed Aria’s actions carefully before reviewing it over and over again.

Aria was an expert at this.

For some reason, it reminded me of a battle soldiers fought with all their might in order to win.

I looked at Aria.

She probably has her own story and it might be deeper than I think.

“You can go.” Aria waved the guard away and the guard rushed out of the room like there was fiends on his tail. He did not look back.

Aria folded her arms in front of her chest, “Now, it is your turn.”

The grumpy instructor Aria was back and her seductive clothes didn’t deter her bad mood.