Hidden Gem: the true Lycan queen!

Chapter One Lyla

I wake to the sound of my alarm and I sit up in my bed as there is no sun in the sky yet. Just the darkness before the dawn. I don’t look forward to the day Aunt Claira has been in rare form since I faint during our important dinner with the royal family since they are no longer accepting her constant calls. She has been making me clean the floors with a toothbrush and polish the silver for hours. She hates me so much and I was just a toddler and she treats me like a diseased monster who ruined her life. What did I do to make her hate me so. I don’t remember my parents but I think of them fondly with memories that people have shared with me and told me they loved me and I was their pride and joy.

Claira is at my door screaming I’m late before my second alarm telling me it was 530 and time to help with breakfast and clean before I go to school. I graduate in two months and turn 18 in a couple days. I can get the hell away from this hell and the mistress of hell.

I walk towards the door and moved with a fire in me that I’ve come to know as loathing. I force a smile and walk to the kitchen meeting the cook who look hardly awake but grabbing ingredients and juices to prepare a breakfast. My mind wondered as I see entirely to many ingredient and breakfast foods for just the staff and my aunt and I. With a confused look I ask the cook. Are we having guests? She nods and my heart leaps in fears tell me it isn’t the royal family or one of the suitors my aunt is trying to get me to marry so she can receive her payment for raising me which is apparently a stipulation in my parents will for her to marry me to my mate and she will get a million dollars for raising me. My mate what the hell does that mean. The cook speaks in a grumbled tone just the King his family went back to the palace but the King wanted to stay here and make sure you are okay. He wanted to help me? Why? I asked nervously. She just smiled sleepily at me and continued you making the feast. Claira walked into the kitchen and her eyes land on me and she is livid what are you wearing Lyla you need to be in a dress and heels not this disaster. Do your hair and cover that scar right now! She demands sheer unadulterated hate in her tone. Get your ass up there and don’t show your face until you look like a lady. I all but run to my room and I almost tumble into my room when I hear a male chuckle as I open the door half out of my ugly uniform she insist I wear except today I am still confused but I am obeying orders. I look up as I see the King standing in my door way and I am in silky and lace panties and my bra covering my filler than average breasts laying on the floor wear I landed as my leg caught in the leg of the uniform and I tripped. He walks in and in a low tone asks Are you okay Lyla? I look at him befuddled you know my name? I ask my voice almost a whisper. I know everything about you beautiful! He says in a sultry tone as he puts his hand out to help me up. I reach up to his hand only to realize I am almost naked. I suddenly cover my body with a blanket on my bed. He laughs and says I’ll leave you to it see you down stairs sweetheart. I am so confused by the entire interaction. Why is the King here and knows who I am? Why is my aunt making me look like the lady of house and she’s pretending that I am her loving niece she loves and not the persons she hates the most!

I look to my closet and see several new dresses and shoes and new make up laying unopened on my vanity that used to be my mothers and hair supplies. Where did all of this come from and why is it here? I quickly do a full face of make up with a neutral eyeshadow look with and a Nude lip. I decided on an udon with a few of my curls down to frame my face. The dress that was handing on my closet door looked a little too formal so I decided on a white sundress and a nude wedge to compliment my muscular and toned legs. I look in the mirror and I don’t recognize myself. I look beautiful. The picture I have on the vanity of my parents, I realize I am the spitting image of my mother. She was Stunning beauty. I am proud of to have her beauty and my father’s strong mind and intellect. Doris walks in and stand beside me as I look in the mirror and I look at her as she walks to stand behind me. I see a glimmer of gold in her hand. Lyla I have had this necklace that was your mother’s hidden for you since she passed away and I think it would look perfect with your outfit and she says I was going to wait until your birthday tomorrow.

By the way my sweet Lyla the king and you aunt have decided you are getting a huge birthday party tomorrow it will be an all day event and not if the high society elites will be here! That formal gown is what you must wear the royal blue matches you eyes. I will come and help you get ready for your special day! Tomorrow you may need questions answered and I will answer them but I need you to understand that things that will come to light tomorrow was hidden to keep you safe!