Patricia's POV
I held onto my head as it spun like I was on a rollercoaster at the carnival. I became lightheaded.
'Pat, don't embarrass us. Get a hold of yourself. You know these werelions can smell your emotions. Do you want to freak our mate out?' Jacy, my lioness, warned me.
I tried my best, but my heart was swelling up—not in a good way at all. I needed some air. This place was getting too small for all of us. I wished I could shift and tear this bitch to pieces for even standing in the same place and breathing the same air as my prince.
'He is mine, Jacy, mine. How dare this mere pathetic human steal him?' Jacy sneered at me as she retreated to the back of my mind.
I didn't react to the introduction, and I didn't even hear how she introduced me to him. I needed to get out of here—and fast—before I made the huge mistake of revealing my identity. I cleared my throat.
"Nice to meet you, but I need to use the ladies," I said, already on my way, hiding the tears that welled in my eyes.
I'm very sure I must have appeared like a weirdo to them. I ran as fast as I could. I wished I could shift into my lioness right here and now, run into the woods, and let loose. I could hear my heart shattering into pieces. I had developed love for someone I hadn't even seen before—not even his picture—anticipating making him fall for me at first sight.
I went into the bathroom stall, locked it, and slumped onto the toilet seat as torrents of tears flowed down my cheeks. I couldn't believe I got heartbroken even before he knew I was his—by royal decree. How could a mere human make me feel so s***ty?
I swear on the goddess, I'm going to make her pay for this. I'll rip her throat out and tear her to pieces.
I don't know how long I had been in there when I heard a knock followed by her annoying voice.
"Pat, are you in there, dear? Is everything okay? Are you not feeling well?" she queried like she was a concerned mom.
To someone else, that would have been too sweet—but not to me. The nerve of this bitch! Who does she think she is?
'Go away, you sorry piece of stinky human flesh.' I wished I could curse her out loud, but I couldn't. I needed to maintain the facade of my innocent character and devise a plan to get my man back.
He is mine!
I cleared my throat and pretended to be unwell. "My tummy hurts a little, Lucy. Thanks for caring. I think I'll head home after this. Please don't worry, go back to your friends. I'll be okay. I'm sorry for appearing rude in front of your boyfriend. I'll apologize to him," I lied through my teeth. I only wanted to get rid of her stenchy scent quickly.
"Oh, don't worry about that, girl. My Kenneth is a rare gem. He'll understand. No hard feelings," she said, sounding so proud.
How dare she call my future husband hers? I'll teach her a painful lesson once she gets to know my true self.
I was now fuming. This girl will be the death of me if I don't get rid of her ASAP.
Thank God she left. I checked to see if anyone was still in the bathroom. Then, I retouched my makeup and sneaked out, making sure not to pass by where I had left them standing. I went straight to my bodyguards, and we left.
I was so angry!
No—to say I was angry is an understatement. I was livid. I was furious!
I sat down to think about how I could get this man to fall in love with me.
"Kenneth Paige, you are mine and mine alone. What is your business with this human? How can you, a whole royal lion, be willing to go so low? How did you end up with a stinking human? Can't you see how strong and beautiful I am? Me—your kind—and chosen mate?"
I said all this while admiring myself in front of a full-body mirror.
"Don't worry, I'll make you fall in love with me. And if you don't—too bad—you still won't escape me. We may not be bound by fate, but we are definitely bound by that treaty. You may shag the human all you want, but ultimately, you will be mine. Mine—and mine alone."
I wished I could be telling this to his face.
I figured out that I should be friendly and lure him in until he falls in love with me. I'm very sure he will forget that pathetic human. Why would he choose a weak human over a strong were-lioness?
He knows that a human will only make him weak and lose his strength as a ruler. A human cannot even protect herself; she will only need him to be with her all the time. And how will she give him strong cubs? Hybrids are never strong. Their leadership will always be susceptible to challenges in the future.
I am very sure he will reconsider once he sees me.
The following day, I dressed up nicely. I didn't care if anybody would see how rich I am. I wanted to impress Kenneth. I also needed to find out which places he frequented on campus so I could appear there as many times as possible.
I knew it wasn't going to be easy, especially with his second and third-in-command always flanking him—but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
I had heard that he was the Secretary General for the Student Representative Council, so I knew where their offices were. I went straight there.
I braced myself as I knocked on his office door. I could scent him from inside, so I knew he was in there—alone.
Perfect!
"Come in!" a husky voice sounded.
I was suddenly nervous. I didn't know how he was going to react.
I stepped inside his office.
"Hi! Uhmm, I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to be rude. I suddenly felt sick, so I had to go. I hope you didn't hold that against me. So, I thought I should come and apologize," I said in a nervous
tone.
He just stood there looking at me with a frown.
I swear, that made me look ridiculous in front of him, and I looked down at my clothes to check whether something was wrong—but they were okay. I wondered why he was frowning, which made me lose my confidence. Instead of staring at him, I dropped my gaze and looked at my feet.
He cleared his throat and said, "You didn't have to apologize—but thanks for the decency and courteous gesture."
A smile crept across my face. I was glad that at least he accepted my apology.