The Alpha’s Rejected Daughter by Humble Smith

Selene’s POV

The new life had begun, and it would have been a lot better if all I had to do was stay in my room, sleep, eat, read books, and sleep again, following these routines.

I won’t mind being alone, not having to face the troubles lurking outside, waiting for me to show my face. I would love to be lonely and get used to that life all by myself, with no one to lean on and no one to place my priority on.

It was actually a better way of living my life in this new world, especially with the threats and hateful eyes I had received from the few people I met. Well, I wasn’t allowed to stay indoors. It was like something impossible, especially when Lucian’s mother believed I was something special to her and this entire kingdom, even though I couldn’t see that.

She hadn’t talked to me about her husband, nor had Lucian mentioned him. I could guess he would be dead, which is why Lucian is ruled as the Lycan king even though it isn’t that official yet.

I was fully dressed in the yellow guy I picked from the cloth rack in my room, which had flowers embedded in the chest region. It was just the clothes I would wear to attend the training school before they handed the uniforms to me, which were joggers and singlets, as I was told.

A maid had come into the room to inform me to get prepared for the training, and that was where my anxiety began. I don’t know what I would expect to face today, but I’m so sure it won’t be funny.

I stepped out of my room after I was done dressing and made my way downstairs. The same maid was there waiting for me.

“My name is Mariam, and I will be the one to lead you to the school for today since you don’t know your way yet.” She said without a smile, even when my face was beaming with a casual smile.

Was it a crime to smile here? Or was it just me?

“Why aren’t you smiling? Did anyone offend you?” I asked with arched brows, but the young girl gave me no response as she began to walk out of the building. The bodyguards and every worker around the sitting room were minding their own business, ignoring me and my greetings to them.

It was as if they were all deaf, or they were not even seeing me at all. The friends that I thought of making in this new place were becoming more of a mere wish in my head now. Everyone is just unnecessarily unfriendly to me.

Letting out a long sigh, I silently followed the girl. The road to the school isn’t far from the castle at all. It was just a ten- to fifteen-minute walk. The school was really huge and beautiful, with awesome crafts used for designs.

It was a gigantic building with so many rooms.

There are many training sections here with their levels. You should start with beginners, but the Lycan queen commanded that you be put into level two, and I can’t help but imagine how you will cope there.” The maid finally spoke to me, and I stared at her in confusion and shock.

“What do you mean? Why will she do such?” I asked.

*Go and ask her yourself. Maybe it is so you will learn faster, or maybe because her son teaches the level two students and above, but it is most likely you will not survive to level three. You don’t even have an inner wolf and haven’t made your first shift. A weak girl like you stands no chance for the hard training they undergo there. She replied, not sounding caring; instead, her face had that psychopathic one-sided smile.

She led me into the building and straight to the reception.

“Is this the girl?” The woman at the reception desk asked with a deep frown, her eyeglasses perched on her nose as she gave

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me a long stare. She was a middle-aged woman with low-cut blonde hair.

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“Yes, this is her. You were expecting something better, right?” The maid chuckled mockery, and I felt my ch*eks flush red in shame as I drifted my eyes at her, unsure what all this hatred was all about.

You mustn’t like me, but the hate at first sight was something else, and it was as if rumors about me had spread and made

everyone my enemy.

“What did I do to you all? The hatred is so obvious.” I spoke out, unable to hold back.

“Here are your

uniforms. The changing room is at the end of the first floor. Go and change and return here so you will get your pass card, and then Mariam will take you to the classroom.” The receptionist said to me, totally ignoring my question.

“You didn’t answer me. Why are you all so bitter about me and have already turned me into an enemy? We haven’t met before, and if there had been any bad things spread about me, you have to know it’s wrong. I…”

“Noise is prohibited here. Please go and change because there are others coming to register. Don’t keep them waiting.” She cut me off; her face grimaced.

I hesitated for a few minutes before finally leaving with the clothes. I followed her direction with a quick pace, my feet hitting the ground with force as if it were the cause of my problem. This place was just getting worse with the way I was being treated. Everybody I have met is just so cold and unfriendly.

I reached the first floor and made my way to the end. I saw the last door and didn’t even check whatever tag was up there. I should have checked, but my innocent mind had believed the receptionist without any doubt. Or rather, I didn’t even think of her directing me to the wrong place. It didn’t sl*p into my mind until I barged in, pushing the door open.

Noise and chaos ensued, with n*ked men clamoring as they saw me walk into them while they were bathing. I gasped in shock, opening the door and running out, my blood running cold.

My eyes glimpsed at the tag at the top of the door, which was clearly the last at the end of the hallway. Men Restroom was clearly shown there, making my heart sink into my stomach as fear swept through me.

I sped off, feeling so ashamed of myself after hearing the insults and mockery comments from the men. Anger replaced my shame as I got back to the receptionist, who was looking at me with a feigned surprise.

“Where did you say the changing room is for females?” I asked, my breath heavy as I gritted my teeth, fighting to hold myself back from the urge to slap her and start a fight.

“I told you the end of the second floor. Where did you go?” She asked, and the maid burst into laughter. “With the way she ran back here, I’m sure she must have barged into the wrong room. Well, I’m sure she intentionally did it..”

“What do you mean?” I snapped.

“You are so angry but can’t pick up a fight because you know how bad it will end. You’re so weak and pathetic, yet the Lycan queen keeps treating you like you were anything. I wonder what charm you must have used, because weak creatures like you have always disgusted her to the core.”The receptionist scoffed and hissed.

“Go change fast. I have to return.” The maid added, rolling her

eyes

at me.

Did they just indirectly tell me the reason for all their hatred?

So the rumor was that I was the Lycan queen’s favorite? Those who saw me with Lucian mother spread it, and people are now jealous.

I shook my head, walking away. On my way, I came across a few of the n*ked men, and they began whispering behind my back, mumbling incoherent discussions among themselves.

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I had to stop my track and turn to them.

“Please, it was a mistake. I was misled by the receptionist, and….”

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“Are you the new girl? The Lycan queen’s favorite girl?” One of them, with messy brown hair, muttered in a scornful tone.

“No, I…”

“She is the one. This is the description. I don’t know what the Lycan queen saw in this thing. A b i t c h that couldn’t even control her urge to see men bathing n*ked. There is no way she didn’t read the tag on the door.”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I’m disgusted already, and I have to report to the Lycan queen. You are a shameless bitc h!” They spat and walked away.

I forced out a smile and turned back to where I was going. It was my fault for apologizing in the first place; I should have ignored them and gone my way.