Royal Outcast

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Royal Blood Series: Royal Outcast | Book #3

I took a deep breath as I squeeze my wrist that was placed in front of me tightly.

It's been how many years since I was last here?

7.

It's been 7 years since I was last here.

7 long years.

And now I'm back.

I never thought I'd be back.

But here I am.

I took another deep breath before going inside. It's now or never.

There were so many people inside already. Oh wait, no. Werewolves. There were already so many werewolves inside.

Most were of high ranking and the others were part of the royal pack.

I walked through the crowd until I finally saw my own people. I sighed in relief as I saw them.

I was about to go over to them when suddenly, I saw someone familiar go up to them.

My eyes slightly widened and I immediately changed my course.

No. I can't.

I walked in a fast pace and ended up outside again.

I was panting a bit but I took a deep calming breath and closed my eyes.

'Relax' I told myself.

There are so many wolves inside that there's only a tiny chance that I'll be seen by the people I once knew here.

I took another deep breath and then...

"Seri"

I froze on my spot.

No. It can't be.

I must be hallucinating. No.

Please. No.

"Seri"

Then, I felt a hand on my wrist as I was pulled back to turn around.

As I turned around, I saw him.

Him of all people.

Lucas Alaric-Grey.

"Seri" he said my name again.

His eyes were soft and almost teary. His voice was slightly wavering. His touch...his touch felt like a burning sensation in my skin.

"It's you. It's really you" he said and his other hand moved to touch my face.

I immediately pulled my hand back and moved away as I glared at him.

I saw how his eyes shifted from a gaze of longing to one of sadness and disappointment.

"Seri, please" he said in a pleading tone as he stepped closer to me.

My brows furrowed as I clenched my fists.

"Don't come near me. I swear you'll regret it if you do" I hissed.

He didn't listen.

"Seri, I--" he said as he walked even closer but before he could close the distance between us and before he could finish what he was about to say, I cut him off with a punch on his left cheek.

He stopped at his tracks as his head turned to the other side.

I saw his jaw clench but instead of looking back at me with anger or rage, he looked back at me with a hurt expression.

Why? Why must we meet again like this?

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Seri Isles is a young orphaned she-wolf. Seri's parents and her pack died in the hands of rogues. Only a few of her pack members survived but most of them had left her. And so, Seri grew up in an orphanage along with other orphaned and packless young wolves since no one wanted to take her in.

She was the type of wolf that everyone looked down on. She wasn't as strong, agile and fierce as other wolves. She was different. Even her wolf was different. Instead of the typical black, brown, gray shades of fur, her wolf was different so even in her old pack, she was often pointed fingers at by others.

Seri was living a quiet life in the orphanage. Well, not until he came. Lucas Alaric-Grey. The Prince of Werewolves. One of the strongest, most agile and fiercest wolf known to Lunar and Halo. And as if her life couldn't be any more complicated and dramatic than it already is, they suddenly find out that the said Prince also happens to be her mate.

What will happen to Seri now?

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