The Ruthless Lycan King's Virgin Mate

#Chapter 8 Take Off The Black-Rimmed Glasses

Dean’s POV

“Why did you suddenly mind link me to change the instruction I was meant to announce? There's no such thing as a maid selection competition. I came here to find you and announce the punishment placed on the Mystic Grey Pack,” Tyler says, perplexed.

“Well, just organize one now.” I say with a casual air.

But Tyler clearly isn’t comfortable about the change of plans, and sighs, “So what about you? I’ve found you now, come back with me, the old wizard is worried.”

I shake my head sharply, already having decided what would be my plan of action. “No. I’m going back to Harper’s pack for a little while.”

I witness both surprise and skepticism ignite in Tyler’s eyes as he questions me further. “You don’t really have a crush on her, do you?”

I try to interrupt his absurd train of thought, but my Beta continues, “You altered the order, deciding to suddenly come up with this maid competition that doesn't even exist, and now you want to stay with her?”

I scoff at his clear line of questioning, “I was born with a curse that removes any understanding towards ‘human feelings’. Or otherwise, my mother would not have seen me as an emotionless devil. I have no sense of taste; I don’t feel pain or bleed when I’m hit. And most of all, I don’t understand people’s feelings. Wasn’t I born a cursed emotionless monster?” I say, mocking myself with indifference.

Although, my words have a different effect on the Beta than what I expected. I thought he’d laugh along with me, but instead he weakly smiles, eyeing me cautiously. Like an adult pitying an orphan child. The reaction is slightly unnerving despite me being unable to decipher it.

“Emotions are futile additions to the human race anyways,” I add. “Feeling stuff takes time and energy away from more important things, only the mundane will pursue emotions. I’m the most powerful man in the Kingdom because I lack emotions and don’t feel pain. I’d say it’s an advantage,” I state, countering his expression with a triumphant scoff.

This immediately shatters whatever Tyler had been mulling over, proceeding to roll his eyes again towards my usual antics.

“I’m going to examine Harper further. She can unknowingly summon me, and I can’t disobey her request either.”

“Damn.” utters Tyler, conveying his amazement.

I nod in agreement, “You will return to the palace and discreetly search for relevant information on this with the old wizard. I will keep you both updated if I find anything new.”

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Harper’s POV

After listening to my father’s grand plans, as well as getting reprimanded afterwards, I realize that Dylan has disappeared. I rush off to find him, eventually coming across him standing within a more secluded corner of the forest we had been walking through.

“Dylan!” announcing my presence, I hurry to his side with a merry pep to my step. “My Father has agreed for you to stay with me for the time being. Although, the only space I can offer is that you share my small room, I promise I’ll make it as comfortable as possible.”

Dylan nods in understanding, but I sense that his mind is preoccupied. Before I suggest we head home, he speaks up. “Where is the best place to purchase clothes? Like does your pack have a mall or marketplace we can go to?”

I assume that he wants to buy clothes for himself, so I take him to the biggest shopping mall we have. Just as we step into the building, Dylan turns to me, eyeing me up and down curiously, before glancing to the various shops.

“Hmm, that one should do, come on.”

I suddenly realize we’re heading into a women’s store! “Wait, are you buying clothes for me?” I’m flabbergasted when he nods in confirmation. “No, uh, ha-ha,” rubbing the back of my neck in embarrassment, I try to explain to him. “I don’t need to go to such a big mall to buy clothes.”

Mainly, I don’t have the money.

But Dylan remains unbothered by my uneasiness, factually pointing out. “Did you not hear how Erin mocked you for your rustic appearance?”

Shrugging, I force a smile onto my lips, “Sure I did, but what does it matter? And Erin does it so often, I’m used to it.” Despite the smile not reaching my eyes, I try to maintain my lie.

Yet, this does little to deter him. “Well, I can’t stand it! I can’t stand seeing my m- ah…person being mocked like that.”

I’m stunned hearing him say this, and a cherry blush of color creeps onto my cheeks from shyness. “How did I become your person?” I mutter, as Dylan takes hold of my hand and dominantly leads the way.

He marches us into the women’s clothing store, instantly zeroing in on one of the assistants and calling her over. Before I know it, his hand is at my back, bringing me to his side and in front so casually that I want to swoon from the touch. But in the presence of the sales lady, I dare to keep my composure.

“Price is not a problem. We need a makeover pronto,” says Dylan, he then turns back to me. “Stay here, I’ll go grab you contact lenses.” As if on a mission, my savior strides off, leaving me defenseless and nervous about what this afternoon entails.

Seeing my worry, the sales lady does her best to ease me, before picking out a few outfits for me to try. She then ushers me into the dressing room to change.

None of the clothes chosen feel anything like me. But one dress does stand out from the rest. It’s a flowy lavender dress, with a V-neck and mid length flutter sleeves. I can’t help putting it on.

I’m curiously glancing at myself in the mirror when I suddenly recognize a voice from outside my cubicle.

It’s Erin!

And one of Erin’s friends -cough minions- and they’re chatting away about the clothes Erin’s chosen. I freeze and clamp my shut as Erin heads into the changing room adjacent to mine. Not only that, but her minion is standing outside the door, and she knows who I am, it would take her seconds to sound the alarm to Erin the moment she sees me.

There's no way I can leave now!

I decide to wait until Erin leaves, but as my usual bad luck, Erin takes ages and ages, trying on several clothes, even stepping out of her room to use the mirror outside. Eventually, the sales lady knocks on my door, slightly concerned and asks how I’m getting on.

Feeling like I have no choice, I finally c***k open the door, hesitantly stepping out, directly in Erin’s line of sight.

Oh, I’m toast!

What's worse is that we're both wearing the same dress!

People walking past seem to chuckle at the sight, I overhear a group of ladies speak to one another:

“Oh wow! Is that Harper? She always wears tattered old clothes, this is a change.”

“Uh ah, she actually doesn't look that bad in comparison to Erin.”

Oh boy.

Erin is pissed, and gives me a deathly stare, to which I interpret as her wanting me to change out of the dress. But before I can do anything, Erin whispers something to her friend, and suddenly, she pushes me!

I tumble backwards, clattering against a clothing rack, and feel one of the hanger hooks slip underneath my rubber band, snapping it and my hair free. My glasses fly off my face from the force, and the world around me immediately blurs.

Startled and embarrassed, I hurry to stand, not realizing that behind me is one of the portable fans.

A breeze rushes up behind me, and my hair is elegantly blown like a wave, fluttering upwards before being allowed to fall down my back. My loose ginger curls gracefully trickle down to just above my waist, whilst I feel some of it laying across my shoulders and chest.

Unable to see, I wonder why my surroundings have suddenly gone very quiet. But I can make out that there's a crowd around us, who I expect were drawn by the commotion between me and my half-sister. However, their sudden hush confuses me.

That's when I sense someone's gaze burning into my soul, a masculine figure stood across from me. And I’m able to tell it’s Dylan through the color of his blurry clothing.

I’m panic-stricken to say the least, over the silence, and Dylan’s presence approaching me. But just then, the voice of a young boy bursts forth, cutting through the stillness of the situation.

“Wow! Mummy, Harper is actually so pretty! She is even much prettier than the other girl!”