The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 55

Avery

We soon reached Mrs Barrington’s residence.

Her house was a sprawling mansion with many floors.

Decorative vegetation and flowers brightened up the atmosphere around the house.

After we came down from the car, Mrs Barrington led me into the house.

She took me into a lounge hall and refreshments was served by the servants. She asked me to sit comfortably.

“I am going to call my husband. Please wait for a little while.” Mrs Barrington said to me before she left the lounge hall.

I was famished so I did not try to pretend. One by one, I put the pastries the servants brought into my mouth as I waited.

I put my babies on the chair I am sitting.

Holding them did not tire me but I was worried that I might be inconveniencing them as I carried them in my arms.

Their lovely eyes roamed everywhere.

As Mrs Barrington brought me into this hall, I made sure I observed every person we passed.

I did not leave the servants out.

I know Mrs Barrington had not shown me everywhere the Barrington’s mansion has to offer but I can assuredly say that they have few werewolves here.

Aside from the scanty werewolves they have, the rest of the people I encountered are either halfbloods or humans.

Although I believed that Mrs Barrington’s intentions and motives towards -me is pure, I can not help but be vigilant.

Her mind can change anytime.

The minds of mortals had always been elusive.

was not going to use my livelihood to test the unknown.

The door that led to the lounge hall opened.

I dropped the pastry I was about to put in my mouth before looking up.

Mrs Barrington had returned.

A stern man was on her tail.

They sat on the couch opposite me.

“I am Avery. I am pleased to meet you.” I greeted first.

I wanted to leave a good first impression.

First impressions matters a lot.

If a person’s first impression is bad, it might be harder to change the public’s opinion later.

First impressions are very difficult to change.

Besides, the reason I was working hard on my first impression is that I would love to be Mrs Barrington’s daughter if I can.

I have thought about it in the car when we are on the way here.

I did not want to waste Mrs Barrington’s time.

It is better to tell her my decision as soon as possible.

I did not want to leave her hanging.

-I did not want to shamelessly enjoy her care before leaving heartlessly.

It would be better for me and my survival if I become the Barrington’s daughter.

Since it would be beneficial for me, I am going to try my best to get it. I did not want to be wishy washy.

I don’t want to waste the time I and the Barrington’s have.

“Darling, this is the girl I told you about. I wish for her to acknowledge ust as her parents.” Mrs Barrington said to her husband.

She turned to me, “This is my husband Rocky.”

I observed Rocky Barrington carefully.

He had black hair with a small patch of grey hair at his temples.

The patch of grey hair did not make him look old. Instead, he looked fashionable and handsome.

It was clear that he took care of his figure.

His black eyes stared at me with suspicion.

I was familiar with that kind of gaze.

Mrs Barrington had not said anything to me but when she was

convincing me to follow her, she had talked about how the people that wanted to be her daughter had showed greediness and selfishness.

She had not said much but the emotions in her words can not be faked.

They were as real as real can get.

From what I can see, Rocky had the same mental wounds Mrs. Barrington has.

I was familiar with this kind of mental injury.

Mrs Barrington saw hope in me, that was why she was so enthusiastic.

I had been in that position before.

An hopeless situation that would make you grasp any kind of light you can find.

My former pack members had bullied me and ostracized me.

I was in a downward spiral that showed no signs of stopping.

When Lily approached me, it was like she was the light at the end of my torturous tunnel.

It was why I was so unsuspecting..

I trusted her with all my being.

The happiness that fueled me was connected to her.

I did not know she was a fraud.

If I had been calm and logical, I would have noticed the abnormality.”

Why would a person with a glorious life that is settled for her be friends. with the pack’s runt?

I did not have a single benefit to offer her.

Why would she stick with me?

My past self did not think about all this.

Only happiness and joy of finally finding an anchor remained.

I had blamed Lily before.

Then, my blame faded away.

Public mentality was a thing.

I had expected too much from her.

Going against the opinion that had been acknowledged as the right one by the public is not easy.

Why would she do that kind of thing for me?

I was not important enough.

I was seeing the same despair and the longing for hope that I had experienced in the Barrington’s demeanor.

Mrs Barrington wanted to try again. She wanted to sample this new found hope.

On the other hand, I was seeing weariness in Rocky’s eyes.

He did not want to take a gamble.

He did not want to face the chance of this adoption failing.

He did not want to invest his precious emotions on an ungrateful person. He had many concerns about this adoption but I did not blame him.

I would do the same in his position.

Not everybody is like Mrs Barrington that had the courage to try and try again.

The reason I and my best friend, Sadie clicked so well was because our situations were as similar as similarity can get.

She was shunned by her pack and I was the same.

She understood my pain and joys.

Sadie understood the joy I felt when I took a run after an hectic day in the Silver Crescent Pack.

A person that had not experienced what I have been through can not make an accurate prediction of my decisions.

A person’s experiences molds them.

If Sadie had been in an exalted position, we would not have gotten the chance to be friends.

Even if we manage to be friends, our friendship would be on rocky

waters/

It would be easier to capsize our feelings.

She would not understand my pain and I would not understand hers. Sadie was the only person I gave the chance to bring me out of my gloominess.

I had her and my wolf to thank for their encouragement.

If it had been someone else, I would not even give the person a chance to

get close to me.

I was too guarded.

I was seeing the shadow of my past on both Mrs Barrington and Rocky. My heart was touched.

If they really want me as a daughter, I was ready to cooperate but if they do not, our encounter would end here.

If a person is good to me, I would also be good to the person. It was as simple as that.

I know myself.

My heart is too small to repay every ingratitude with kindness.

I understood Rocky’s pains but I can not let him keep looking at me with the eyes he used to look at the ungrateful people that hurt him.

I am not a magician.

I can not do everything myself. A patient has to cooperate with a doctor’s

treatment.

A self destructive patient would waste all the doctor’s efforts.

I stood up, “If Mr. Barrington don’t want me here, I will take my leave.”

At my words, Mrs Barrington’s face changed and she tugged at Rocky’s sleeve.

Rocky took a deep breath.

“Sit down. We have not finished our discussion yet and you are trying to leave.” He joked.

I sat down.

I knew he had taken a step back and I appreciated that.

“You are a werewolf.” Rocky said with certainty.

He was not trying to ask me a question, he was confirming his facts. “Yes.” I replied.

“Avery, I know I asked you to give me an answer after a few days of thought but I am too impatient. I want to hear your reply now.” Mrs. Barrington said, “Do you wish to be my daughter?”

I straightened my back and I looked at them boldly.

Although my rough clothes made me look like a refugee, I wanted to show off my character as much as possible.

“That is exactly what I have been thinking. I would prefer it if we settle this matter soon. If you are willing to have me, I am willing to be your daughter.” I said.

“Thank you. Thank you.” Tears welled in Mrs Barrington’s eyes.

I was flabbergasted.

“You don’t need to cry.” I consoled.

I knew I did not say any emotional thing. I don’t know why she was crying.

Although I understood her feeling of securing hope, it was still strange to see her burst into tears.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw one of the servants that was standing outside the lounge room leave. She left after giving us a look.

“Can you tell us all about your background?” Rocky asked.

I nodded.

Since they had accepted me as their daughter, I was going to be honest. What I can not say now, I will.not lie about it.

It was a right they deserved.

Nobody would try to adopt a stranger without knowing their past

anyway.

“When I was young, my mother died while saving me in a rogue attack. My pack shunned me and bullied me I began telling my story. My history might be a little long.

I talked about Lily’s betrayal, meeting Sadie, getting rejected, having a one night stand, escaping from my former pack, encountering the Dark Dome’s people, my second chance mate and meeting the omega

warriors.

I hid things about the war because I did not want to spread panic.

I did not linger on the stories that concerned the moon goddess too. I told them everything else.

My story was very eventful. Even Rocky had his mouth wide open at the ordeals I had been through.

“You have been through a lot.” Mrs Barrington’s eyes held tears again.

I only saw her ruthless side when she dealt with the thief. I did not know that she has a soft side too.

I looked at both of them.

I could see that Mrs Barrington was very satisfied with me. Rocky was not so resistant to me anymore.

It was progress from when his eyes was filled with suspicion.

My story had many pitiful segments.

It softened their feelings towards me.

One of the reason I could subdue Fredo’s sister, Freya for a moment was because of my sob story.

Although I did not exaggerate this time, my story’s effects was still as strong as ever.

“We need to process your adoption papers. I did not like the thought of defining our relationship with paper but it is necessary.” Mrs Barrington’s face was serious now. Her tears was nowhere to be found.

The courageous and ruthless woman I had met had returned.

“Still, a relationship that is protected by black and white is easier to defend.” Mrs Barrington said and I nodded.

“I will follow all your arrangements.” I was clueless about all this. It was better to leave it in Mrs Barrington’s hands.

“Go and freshen up. I will see you later.” Mrs Barrington said before. standing up.

“Mother, Father. I heard you are adopting someone.” A sweet voice said as the owner of the voice barged into the room noisily.

The faces of both Mrs Barrington and Rocky turned dark.

“We are neither your mother or your father. Watch your words.” Rocky’s stern voice rang out.

The new arrival was a girl with brown hair and green eyes.

She was dressed simply but it is her simplicity that seemed to ooze attractiveness.

She bowed her head before raising it again.

“I understand.” She replied before directing her gaze at me.

“Who is she?” The new arrival asked.

“She is my daughter, Avery.” Rocky said. His face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Warmth filled me at his acknowledgement. I thought I would only hear

Mrs Barrington calling me her daughter. I did not expect Rocky to say it

first.

A malicious gaze locked on me.

I knew who it belonged too.

It belonged to the new girl.

It was obvious she was not happy to see me here. She was not pleased. that I became the daughter of the Barringtons.

She was just a halfblood, I was not afraid of her.

I could sense that she was one of the people Mrs Barrington had classified as greedy. She was one of those people that coveted my position.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw that the servant that had sneaked out had returned. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

It was obvious that this servant had something to do with the appearance of this girl before me.

I would love it if my abode was safe.

Spies were a no–no.

I made a mental note to tell Mrs Barrington later.

“Please leave, we have something to do and we are not opportuned to entertain guests.” Mrs Barrington said coldly.

The girl bowed again before leaving.

The last look she gave me spoke of her hatred.

The situation of the Barringtons was trickier than I thought.