"I would never accept a mate that murdered her own mother!"

Those were the words of her mate that pierced through her heart, shrinking them to nothing. To everyone, even her own father, she is her mother's killer.

Candles were lighted, beautiful scented flowers were well decorated in my house and even ribbons were tied at various places on that day. 

Soft music played in the stereo whilst people drank, ate and made merry. Sounds of laughter rang and everyone's faces were filled with smiles until tragedy struck like lightning that before I could realise what was happening, I became the youngest cursed teen werewolf in my pack accused of killing her mother. 

But then I hoped for my eighteenth birthday because it is only then that I would be free to live my life and have my mate but again, tragedy came knocking...

And once again, Lily's life turned around...

The Rejected Alpha's mate

　　Lily hung the fluffy comfy shawl around her neck as she prepared to step out of the room for a while. She craves for fresh air and wants badly to have it caress her skin and drift into her nostrils. Helen had gone home for a bit and now she was left all alone to the claws of Liam. She has been dodging him and doing quite great at it except that that particular night she couldn't blink an eye nor will sleep take over her shining eyes.


　　For a moment she stopped and scanned the room, not willing to leave anything of hers unarranged before stepping out. Liam hated scattered places and was a sucker for a clean place. His private chambers are no exceptions.


　　Totally satisfied with how things are, Lily slipped her feet into her boots and stepped out of the room.


　　She hoped not to bump into Liam on her way out.


　　Lifting her hands, she tied her hair into a ponytail before she finally sauntered out of the room and through the long hallway corridor.


Chapter 75