I Reject a Lycan For a Rogue

Aria’s POV. “Your father, I mean his majesty wants to see you in his Chambers, princess Aria.” One of my many maids comes to inform me in my room. I stand up from my bed in haste, adjust my dress, and literally run out of my room. My father hates to be kept waiting, I don’t want to experience his wrath this morning. I just hope that I haven’t done anything that has upset him. Because everything I do, always upsets him. He always blames me for everything bad that goes on in the palace, claiming that I am cursed. He blames me for almost killing my mother during my birth, and claims that I am the reason she left. The truth is that I don't even know why my mum left my father and me alone, I was only a little girl when it all happened, that is why the memories of my mother are just so faint. I am Aria Ryder, a Lycan princess, and an only child of my father. Well, I am going to have a sibling soon since my stepmother Delilah is currently expectant. I can’t really call her my step mum, she is really young and if it was in another scenario of life, maybe she would have been my friend. I will be turning eighteen years old just in a few hours from now. I am quite happy about that because I will be able to find my mate soon. I wait outside his Chambers as a guard goes in to inform him of my arrival. “Get in.” I hear his commanding voice immediately the guard enters. I just hope that I didn't do anything bad this fateful day because he is surely going to ruin my day as he always does. I just wish my mother was here, perhaps she could have been on my side. I am all alone with so many maidens by my side but no one to call a friend. I tremble in fear, not knowing why he wants me here. He barely speaks to me, and when he does, it’s always something serious. That is why I am this way. I find him seated on the couch, I notice some people coming in and out of his bedroom. They all look so serious. I just hope that everything is fine. I curtsy before lowering my head as I wait for him to speak because I notice his impatience as I stare around. “How are you feeling about your coming party?” he asks. I know it’s a rhetoric question, since I am very certain that he has planned the whole thing already. “You need to be ready, I have sent some royal dresses for you, and they will be delivered in your room.” As I said, it was only a rhetoric question. My father never gives a damn about anyone’s opinion. “Yes.” I say, my head still facing the ground. “Can you face me at least? You are a Lycan princess, for goodness sake.” He yells, I flinch. One woman coming out of the room with a basin in her hands looks at me briefly, but I swear I can see pity written all over her face. I wish the ground will just open and swallow me alive. Being a princess doesn’t even help me in any way. “Why didn’t I get a son instead of a woman like you?” He spits. I feel tears threatening to come out of my eyes. I stop them because I don’t want to give him the satisfaction. “Get out.” He shouts at me. I ran out of his chambers now letting my tears flow freely off me. I have always been crying ever since I was a little girl. He has always blamed me for being a girl. He claimed that I was so weak and that I wouldn’t be able to rule the Lycan Kingdom. I feel like nothing, I am so useless. I run up the stairs, tears flowing off my face. All that can help me now is finding my true mate, the person who will make my life complete. I hope he is a nice person, a good one who will make king so that I can at least impress my dad. I love my dad so much, but I don’t even know what to do because I can never be good enough for him since I am just a woman. These thoughts make me cry even more, I open my bedroom door and jump on my bed. I cry my heart out, why did I have to be so powerful yet so inferior. Why did he keep me if they didn’t want me? He could have just let me go with my mother, I am sure she wouldn’t treat me the way he does. As I toss and turn on my bed, my hand lands on a weird fabric on the bad. This is not my usual bedsheet, what can it be. I sit up, wiping my tears in the process so that I can look at the fabric. Oh no, no, no, what did I do? I notice the dresses on my bed, which are now a mess. I rush out of bed and pick one to examine the damage on them. It is full of makeup, and they are also soaked in tears, what do I do now? They are all royal dresses and my father picked them for me. This is the first time he did that for me. I am sure I am going to be killed when he finds out what I have done to the dresses. I pace up and down my room thinking of what to do with the dresses. Maybe I can have them dry-cleaned, of course, that is the best option for now. I take out my phone and call for one of the maids to clean it. Phew! I was getting stressed over something very simple. “You called for me, Princess Aria.” The maid respectfully. I hand her the dresses and instruct her on what to do. “Okay, you will get the dresses later in the day, Princess Aria.” She says curtsying. “How many times do I have to tell you not to address me like that. Just call me Aria when we are alone, alright.” I say to her. I don’t like being addressed as a princess, it doesn’t help me anyway. My father still treats me like s**t. “Alright Princess. I mean Aria. And by the way, congratulations.” She says smiling to me. “What?” I ask confused. “For your brother.” She says with a weird expression on her face. I don’t even understand what she is talking about. “Brother?” I ask in a more confused tone. “Oh, you don’t know. Her majesty just gave birth to a boy.” She says excited, jumping in joy. “His majesty is so overjoyed, my princess… sorry I mean Aria.” She says, smiling widely. I stand there just confused, I gesture for her to leave, and she does. A son, my brother. Ever since my step mum Delilah got pregnant, the thoughts of the baby not being my father’s crossed my mind very often. And now that she has given birth, I feel almost convinced that he isn’t my step-brother. Why couldn’t Delilah get pregnant in all the six years she has been married to my father, and when I caught her having s*x with a palace guard, younger than her in the horses’ stable, the same month she became pregnant. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. That day I was just having my normal day visit to meet my horse, Neru, when I heard moans. At first, I wasn’t sure what it was, so I went closer, but when I realized that they were people having s*x, then I started leaving slowly so that they could not notice that I was there. But then, as I was about to leave, I heard a very familiar voice. “Deeper Dane.” The voice said. I went closer to the door and I heard the voice again and now clearer than before. “Harder.” She said in between moans. I decided to take one look, immediately I peeped she saw me. She stopped immediately, realizing that I had seen her. “Aria, Oh no please, it’s not what you are thinking.” She says, picking up her clothes which were scattered around the grass on the floor. The guard was already on his knees, completely naked. His head was facing the floor, I think he already knew the impact of his action. He was definitely going to be hanged immediately my father found out, and Delilah was going to be stoned to death by the whole Lycan kingdom. “I have seen it all stepmother, I am going to tell father right now. How could you do this to him, after he gave you everything? You are such an ingrate.” I said, slapping her hard across her face. She lost her balance and fell on the floor. “Please don’t tell him, Aria. He is going to kill me for sure.” She pleaded with me, I stood there looking at her. How could she even dare to cross my father like that? She knows perfectly well how ruthless my father is. I look at the guard, who seems to be just twenty-two or so. How could he risk his life like that, and for what? “Please, don’t tell his majesty. He is going to kill me, and my family depends on me for survival.” The guard finally speaks. “You should have thought about that before inserting that little thing of yours in the queen.” I said, pointing to his d**k which was already shrunk due to fear. It was looking so tiny, I could even laugh it was in another scenario.