The Rejected Princess Elodie

CHAPTER 7

I can’t believe it but despite myself, I am having so much fun.

There was always something for her to point out to me, this pack was filled with so many interesting things, and the way their eyes shone a little every time she introduced me to someone.

It was something I was not expecting, I thought I was going to have that same hatred that I always saw in the eyes of my pack members, the people that I had called family.

“Where is this place??” Looking at her I was confused as we stood on something that looked like a hill and we were overseeing so many groups of people as they engaged in combat.

With my sharp nose, I could inhale the sweat that came off their body, the laughter that rolled off their tongue like it was the easiest thing to do right now.

“Very soon you will come here every day for training.” Replying to my earlier question she smiled.

I blinked at her, confused by the words she had just uttered.

Come here to train??

My eyes scanned the crowd again and that was when I noticed him.

His body is clad with a white undershirt, his trousers hung low on his waist as he holds a sword and flings it to his best friend whose laughter can be heard from here.

I noticed the eyes that were on him, the way everyone else seemed to have their eyes just rolled out on him and nothing else.

I think from the back of my head I could easily guess what this place was, we have something like that back at home but my parents never wanted me to be here.

It was forbidden for someone like me to be anywhere close to a place where the soldiers of the pack were meant to be.

Just that thought alone made me turn my face away from where I was looking at, it made me want to go back home and just lay down without thinking of anything else.

"Are you okay??" Jessica turned to face me, her eyes filled with a concern I hadn't seen in someone's eyes for a long time.

Tears burned so much to my chest that I wanted to inhale all of them or let them just fall because that is what I deserve and nothing more.

"I want to go back."

Without waiting for her I turned around and started walking away.

I hastened my step without waiting for her, walking as fast as my legs could carry me as I blinked back the tears wanting all the sadness to just disappear.

When we got back to the house I closed the door before she could enter with me. Sitting on the fall I let all the tears fall knowing that I had been holding it for as long as possible.

There was something else on my mind, they all were kind to me and I know the exact reason why.

Maybe I should just leave it the way it was, I should allow all of them to like someone that wasn't me.

Maybe I bask in the sweetness that I was hated instead of being liked.

That thought made me stand as I walked to the mirror, taking the wipe on the table step by step. I cleaned up the makeup on my face, I rubbed it so hard until I stood in front of the mirror, and standing right there was the real me.

Elodie without the mask, the one that has the scar on the face, the ugly sister.

Inhaling deeply I walked to the door and opened it, seeing Jessica staring at me as she held the door.

I waited, waited for the laughter.

Looking at her deep in the eyes I waited for the mocking reaction that I know will break out on her face.

But as I stood there looking at her, holding my breath and waiting for her to say something, she was staring right back at me, her eyes devoid of any emotions.

There was no sympathy, no mockery, no joke, and all but the calmness of her that made the tears run down my eyes yet again.

Seeing me break down in tears I could see the confusion break out on her face as she couldn't understand why I was possibly crying.

I was a wreck of emotions, I was tired of all the feelings and everything my heart was feeling at the same time.

"I think you will calm down better when you lie down." She said holding me as we walked back into the room.

She made sure to hold me still till I got on the bed and just lay there.

There was quietness in the room, I was wallowing in my thoughts, with so much going through my mind, and yet I don't know how to feel.

After a few minutes, I turned and looked at her.

"Why didn't you say anything about my scar?" I asked her if there was no way she would see this scar and not react.

"And what is wrong with a scar??" She asked, when I looked at her she was genuinely concerned.

Just that alone wanted to make me break down more but I held myself as I wiped the tears that came running.

"From where I come from, it's a big deal, I thought you might mock me for this scar on my face, I thought you might run away from me and refuse the offer of this work that was given to you because you don't want to work with a monster." Keeping my voice calm I explained to her.

"A monster?? Because of the scar? I have never heard of it before." There was a genuine concern in her voice.

It made me think of all that I have been through, will she be the only one with the mindset?

I'm really worried about what others might think. Will they see things the same way, or will they end up judging me harshly?

"I've told you before, don’t worry too much. We will be fine," my wolf affirmed.