Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 36

Lily's

POV

"I know what you are, Lily and if you know what is good for you, stay the hell away from my girl or you will not like the consequences."

Angelo's words kept ringing in my head and were the only things I could hear as I staggered up the stairs, away from the bar, my entire vision blurring from the pain radiating from my palm straight through my entire body. Looking down at it, I saw that the wound that he had inflicted was not healing. It could only mean one thing. That there was silver residue in my palm.

My entire body was burning up and yet I felt chills travel down my spine as I forced my way through the crowd of people, not even bothering when some of them were pissed off that I knocked into their shoulders.

I needed to replace the bathroom. I needed to get this off. Finding Bia was definitely not an option. Not after the warning that her boyfriend just gave to me. Not if she sees what that psycho did to me.

I shouldn't have come here. How silly was it that a part of me had hoped that following Bia here would turn out good. Great even. And that I would somehow forget about the horror that had happened in my bedroom?

I should have just remained in my bedroom, wallowing and maybe then I would never have met my best friend's werewolf hunting boyfriend who was definitely not a fan of my friendship with his girlfriend.

Taking a sharp right, I held myself up against the wall with my hand that was not bleeding out to the ground, forcing my bleeding hand into a fist and biting back the scream that wanted to escape my mouth at the pain that felt like it was twisting it's way into my skin.

I saw girls coming out of a door and I decided to enter, stopping immediately I realized that it was not the bathroom, it was just another lounge. As if that was not enough, my eyes stumbled on people from Shadow cove academy and I recognized a large majority of them. They were my classmates.

Oh s**t.

This night just had to get worse, didn't it? Hating my shitty luck, my heart roared in my ears as I remembered that standing in shock was probably not the wise thing to do.

I turned around and froze when I saw two boys gathered around the entrance, obstructing me from freedom. They looked like they were trying to finish up their cigarettes before they leave, laughing and talking between themselves.

Sweat trickled down my face and my heart pounded. I was surrounded by sharks and if they were that brutal within school walls, there was no telling how murderous they could get out of it. There were no rules, no authority, just a pack of wolves with a thirst for blood.

Quickly hiding behind a pillar to avoid seeing any of them, I calculated the distance from the door and how I was going to sneak back out without anyone seeing me and peeked out to see exactly where they were all seated.

I heard a giggle that made my eyes move in the direction of the sound to see Aiden in a state of debauchery with two girls draped over him like they are merged with his skin, their breasts practically in his face while they giggled and one of them moaned as she leaned down to kiss him sloppily.

The table was littered with open bottles of champagne, chocolates, half eaten snacks and liquor of varying kinds but my eyes did not stay fixed on those things for long, the thin neatly arranged lines of powder on the table catching my attention. No one needed to tell me that whatever that was, it was definitely not chalk, given that some of the people around the table were licking and sniffing it like their lives depended on it.

It was cocaine.

Chills ran down my spine, a moment of realization at the dark aspect of kids in Shadow Cove.

Having enough of star ing at them especially when Aiden's hands disappeared under the girls' skirts again and their faces looked dazed with pleasure, I decided to make my exit when my eyes stopped on Zac.

He was wearing black from head to toe as if that was the only colour available on earth. Not that it looked bad on him one bit, infact he looked the best dressed right now, especially since the others were already half naked and sucking each other's faces out. He was typing away furiously on his phone, looking so out of place in the midst of the others, because while everyone was paired up, he was sitting on his own, resting against the wall, his entire aura giving off a don't touch or f**k with me energy. As if he could not take the constant interaction around him, he pulled the hood of his black sweatshirt over his head, obscuring most of his face as he slouched into the chair and crossed his leg, his ankle resting on his lap and continued typing away on his phone. Maybe it was because he was unaware that he was being watched or he was not upset with whatever he was doing on his phone but I could finally appreciate the handsome face that I had first seen when he bumped into me and realized that when he was not sneering, his face was sculpted like a model's, his features well defined and ruggedly handsome in a way that would draw people in, especially because of his added mysteriousness.

One of the people snorting coke beside him called his attention and when he looked up to answer, the boy offered him some coke. He looked for a second like he was not sure whether he wanted to leave what he was doing which made me wonder what kind of things that he would replace so interesting but he nodded and was about to accept the little spoon that had been offered to him when he suddenly froze, sensing something. It was too late.

He looked up and caught me immediately, our eyes locking in a stare.

Filled with panic, I turned around to leave the room immediately, not caring if the exit was blocked or not.

Thankfully, it wasn't. The two guys from earlier had left the path.

I wasn't exactly looking where I was going, frantically looking backwards to make sure none of them where coming for me.

"Hey, Beauregard!" Someone called just as I walked into something hard. Okay, someone hard given how large arms held me from falling on my face.

"I knew it was you!" He shook me a bit, a smile on his face.

When I looked up, my eyes widened in recognition. Cropped red hair, green eyes squinted in recognition, a good natured smile that refused to do anything to my fraying nerves.

It was the guy who had explained to Zac who I was when the prince kept insisting that I was some girl called Callista. I tried to remember his name and when nothing came, I feigned a smile. "Thank you....."

"Sebastian. The name is Sebastian. Why are you going the other way?All of us are gathered in this lounge if you want to hang out.

"Oh, I'm looking for the bathroom." I said, hiding my injured hand and smiling when he nodded and pointed me in the direction of a door that I must have missed at the exit.

"Thank you." I said, rushing into the bathroom and shutting the door.

I quickly made my way to the sink, smiling back at the girls that were nice enough to smile at me in greeting as they reapplied their makeup.

It took a while before they left, leaving me to myself.

Heaving a huge sigh of relief, I turned on the tap and placed my injured hand under the running water as I tried to relax and reminds myself that no one saw me.

No one except Zac right?

Wincing in pain as I tried and failed to get all of the silver out, I stared at the wound, knowing that I needed to get the silver out or I was not going to be able to trigger the healing process.

Maybe I was going to sound crazy right now but I missed Ren. If he were here, I would be having the best night and he would have been able to help me heal.

Quickly shaking my head, I forced myself to remember that I wanted nothing to do with the royals, expecially after what had happened in my house. They were all the same and would obviously be in cahoots with each other, I tried to rationalize but a small voice in my head reminded me that Ren had not come with them tonight and that had to count for something, right?

My entire thought process, however fell to the ground and scattered to pieces immediately the door opened and large black boots appeared.

I swallowed, my eyes trailing up to look at Zac who just stepped in.

Oh s**t.