The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

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Chapter 60
Avery
After I got back to the house, I washed myself up. I did the same for my triplets.
That banquet was too tiring.
There was many undercurrents running around.
Facing against hypocritical and greedy people was a tiring feat.
These people gossiped about me but they would also turn around and to fawn on me or to gain my favor.
The annoying ones are the males that kept staring at my face.
Those that approached me probably felt like they would get a buy one get one free deal.
They would marry me and then inherit the Barrington’s wealth.
Their plans was beautiful, it is just a pity that I was the target.
The males reminded me of alpha Jake.
They reminded me of the disgusting alpha mate that rejected me but he still coveted my body.
Alpha Jake did not consider my side of the story at all. He just made his own decisions and he expected me to follow along like a
puppet without will.
He wanted a mate with good background but he still wanted me and my beauty
too.
Can such a good thing exist?
He would have succeeded if I stayed in my former pack passively.
Aside from the males that came to my adoption banquet, the ladies had their own. degree of alienation and hypocrisy too.

It was a messed up pot of food.
Still, the thought of my second chance mate filled me with giddiness.
His presence had diluted the disgust I had felt towards the guests that had come to the banquet.
I looked forward to how he was going to get involved with my life.
The power of the mate bond was urging me to be together with him as soon as possible but I stopped myself.
Haste makes waste.
I would observe him for a while.
If his character was heinous, I would ignore my sadness and chase him away.
This was not about me anymore. I glanced at my playful pups.
This was about my pups too.
I did not want them to grow up in an environment that was prone to negativity. If I could, I would not want them to grow up in the
Barrington’e mansion..
Although Mrs Barrington and Rocky would shower them with love, behind that love is the covetous people that would target me
and my kids.
Everywhere was a battlefield.
The best place for my pups was the omega warriors‘ camp.
Sadly, I can not stay there anymore.
I can not ever forget that I was under the surveillance of two mighty gods. The moon goddess was my creator, she was still okay.
The problem was the evil god, Daemon that sought to destroy me and. my
ones.
Even now, I am not at ease.

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I did not want to implicate the Barringtons. They had been a great help to me, I would not do them harm.
I knew that if I wanted to stay here, I needed to be careful and protective. I have to put my loved ones under my wings.
I did not want Daemon to get his smelly clutches on my loved ones.
I knew I am the kind of person that would not accept loss of people well.
A knock sounded and I was jolted out of my thoughts.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It is me.” The voice of my adoptive mother came from the other side of the door.

The door was not locked.
“Please come in.” I said and the knob twisted.
She let herself into the room.
She sat on one of the comfy chairs that decorated my room.
The Barrington’s really tried their best to furnish this room to their future daughter.
Although some of the furnishings are not to my liking, most of them caught my fancy.
“Avery, I am sorry about Rodney and his family.” Mrs Barrington apologized but I waved my hands to show I can not accept her
apology.
“It is nothing mother. You were the one that did all the tiring socializing and other stuff. I said.
Mrs Barrington really tried with the banquet.
She tried to entertain as much people as she can so she can pave way for me, adoptive daughter.
She had already done enough.
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“I saw the lycan king approach you during the banquet. What is it all about?” Mrs. Barrington asked.
I paused.
I was not very accustomed to telling my history and my decisions to people.
I have encountered too many malicious people that I had to be vigilant.
My mind calmed down later.
It is not that I did not trust Mrs Barrington, it is just that my response get delayed because of my emotions.
I took a deep breath and released.
“I said it previously. The lycan king is my second chance mate. I was trying to avoid before. Now I decided to give him a chance.”
I explained and Mrs
Barrington nodded.
“It is great that you did not let the scars of the past hurt you. You did not give your past a chance to bog you down.” Mrs
Barrington told me and I nodded.
I felt a warm feeling in my heart.
This was having a mother and daughter relationship.
It was something I have always envied.
Since I was young, I am always envious of those complete families when I see them.
In my youth, my thoughts had the tendency of going to negative depths.
It was why the thoughts of suicide took hold of me previously.
My mind then was a little weaker than my current mind and will.
My younger self knew that my father was unreliable. It was impossible for me to have that kind of happy feeling I got when I saw
my peers and other people.

My father was already dead to me regardless of his current status.
What was my concern was my mother.
I did not get to enjoy any maternal love.
I only remembered that she was involved in nurturing the early stages of my childhood.
Seeing Mrs Barrington’s concern now made me happy. It reminded me of my dead mother’s previous actions to me.
This feeling of bonding with my mother was awesome.
Besides, if we go back to second chance mate, it was good that Mrs Barrington acknowledged him.
It would be very awkward if he wasn’t approved by Mrs Barrington.
I would not know how our courtship would go then.
Thankfully, things did not devolve to that extent.
For that, I was grateful.
I stood up from the bed and went to Mrs Barrington.
I hugged her.
Her body stiffened. I knew my actions were sudden but I could not help it
“Okay, enough.” Mrs Barrington said when I have held her for a while.
“What do you want to do about your future? Do you want to join the company?” Mrs Barrington asked, “I and your father was
thinking of this.”

They must have put a lot of thought into trying to figure it out by myself.
I was the Barrington’s daugher. But I was not going to work in the company.
That was my father’s lifeblood, I did not want to ruin it.
I did not any knowledge and talent in business.

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I can not depend on the Barringtons forever.
I was not a good person but I was not a bad
person either.
I was not so bad that I would wish that the Barringtons should have no biological children.
It is only when they die childless that I would feel like their wealth is mine. That would never happen so everything is just wishful
thinking.
They had already helped me when I was in my lowest. It was enough to just pay them back.
I would not be interested in occupying things that are not like in the first place.
“I don’t know what I want to do now but I will let you and father know my plans.” I said to her and she nodded./
“Avery, I know you agreed to give Dante a chance but you still have to be careful.” Mrs Barrington advised, “I have heard of his
mother. He might like you but his mother might be a problem for you in the future.”
“His mother?” I looked at her in askance.
I did not understand what she meant.
“Before you came into the picture, his mother had been sending all kinds of girls. to him to choose from.” Mrs Barrington’s words
was like a bomb in my ears. Dante’s mother was matchmaking him with several women?
An intense jealousy consumed me but I toned it down.
Instantly, an impression of Dante’s mother was imprinted in my mind. It was not. a good impression.
I can not entertain the thought of Dante being with other women aside from me.
I knew that Dante had superp self control and he would not be tempted if he did not want to do anything to those women.
His astounding willpower is part of the myriad reasons he became the lycan king of this generation.

Still, my heart was not calm.
My mind could not help imagining scenarios of Dante losing control.
I could not bear it.
From just the few words hi have heard from Mrs Barrington, I knew this future mother–in–law is not an easy person to deal with.
She might dislike me for bringing three kids that did not belong to Dante into the relationship.
I did not want my kids to go through that.
I have heard stories of difficult mother–in–laws. It seemed Dante had a difficult mother at home.
I have heard of men that put their mother as a priority over their wife.
If the wife say sometjing, these men would not believe the wives. They would trust their mother’s words even if it was a lie.
Their motto was that a wife can be divorced or seperated but a mother was for life.
I knew I would encounter Dante’s mother sooner or later but I would prepare myself. I would not allow myself to suffer any loss.
Still, I wanted to see who Dante would chose to believe when I and his mother have disagreement arising between us.
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I would become his lifelong partner as long as he passes my test and we get relationship.
My position should be no less than his mother in his heart.
If he dared to support his mother indiscriminately, I would pack my bags and leave.
I would want nothing to do with him anymore.
A lifelong partner was supposed to be my other half. If Dante does anything that contradicts these rules that were laid down, I
would be ruthless too.
I would not care for the affection we nurtured because that kind of thing had tendency to grow.
A mother–in–law that had her son standing behind her unwaveringly was invisible.

The daughter–in–law would be the one that would suffer.
I would not tolerate that kind of environment.
I patted Mrs Barrington’s hand.
“She is indeed a tricky nut to crack but we will solve it when we get there. I don’t want to deprive Dante of his chance to court me
because of something that had not happened yet.” I explained.
We would cross that bridge when we get there.
Mrs Barrington stood up, “Okay, rest first. Food would be ready soon.”
I bid my mother farewell before laying on the bed again.
For now, I wanted to rest.
I would seal with any problems that arises as they come. I was not a coward.