Chapter 181


    RHEA’S POV.


    The words that Lycan girl and every other Harem girl threw at my face in there hit me like the worse


    form of physical pain. My chest is rising and falling. My breaths areing in too hard. I stop at the


    balcony qutside and the cold breeze whips my face, carrying my hair in the direction of its


    movement. My jaw tenses. My nostrils re. I’m staring straight ahead into the pitch dark night with


    my thoughts tangled in words that are not mine.


    … the one who has been sleeping with all the Lycan men…


    …you tried to seduce my mate…


    …. that one went on a fucking spree…


    All those hateful words.


    I’m now aughing stalk in this Harem and Ashanti is to be held ountable for this. I did all this


    because of her.


    I look down at the balcony, tears stinging in my eyes. Maybe I should jump down and end it all, but if


    I do, that would be proiming Ashanti the winner.


    I hate her.


    I’ve hated her since the day I first set my eyes on her even though we were only children at


    the time.


    Growing up, our father tried his best to hide it, but I know Ashanti is his favorite daughter. The way


    talks to her, treats her or anything that has got to do with her. He loves her to bits because she’s his


    first daughter and her mother was his one true mate.


    I will never be as precious to him as Ashanti is. He has never loved us the same. Everything about


    his life revolves around Ashanti and that’s one more reason why I can’t stand her.


    The day we stepped foot in this Harem, I swore to make life miserable for Ashanti. I persecuted and


    lied against her. I cooked up stories to make the other girls dislike her. I looked forward to seeing


    her suffer in this Harem and I did all I could to make that dream of minee true, but every move I


    made was a mistake. Every calcted effort was a failure. Somehow, someone always showed up


    and saved her ass.


    “Ashanti…


    ..” I whisper her name as I pound my fist against my forehead. I take in a long steady breath. It’s like


    there’s a million screams caught inside my chest, but I have to keep them all in because if I scream


    and cause a scene, everyone will know I’m losing to Ashanti.


    A stubborn tear rolls down my cheek I hastily wipe away, but another onees streaming down


    and another another, from both eyes. Soon, I’m muffling tiny sobs and trying to mop my face with


    my hands.


    I’mpletely distraught by all what’s going on.


    Like Tessa rightly said, I went on a fucking spree and now I’ve be aughing stalk to both the


    men and women in this pack. I have ruined my reputation with my own hands. Shame is not a


    feeling I’ve ever known, but right now it’s drowning me, pulling me into a world I never


    knew I could enter.


    “Rhea.” A voice calls from behind. I flinch without meaning to. The steady clipping sounds of the


    person’s shoes makes me turn around abruptly, a feeling of relief washes over me when I see who it


    is.


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    “Alina.” I call, almost in a whisper. She shes me a wide smile.


    She’s a girl I respect very much because she has assisted me a great deal in making life.


    unbearable for Ashanti in this Harem.


    “Why are you crying?” She asks as she slowly approaches me. When she’s close enough, she


    stops in front of me. I’m fighting with my tears and shaking my head. I don’t want her to know. “Is it


    because of the rumour flying around?” I toss an anxious look in her direction. She chuckles. “You


    didn’t think it’d reach me, did you?” She asks, still smiling. My shoulders fall. My head bows in


    dismay.


    “I fucked up real bad.”


    “We all fuck up real bad sometimes.” She says it so casually, one would think she fucks up for a


    living. My gaze meets hers. She gives me a yful wink. I am not amused.


    “The consequences are hard to deal with.” I calmly tell her. She sucks in a deep breath and crosses


    her arms over her breasts, her eyes trained on my face.


    “That’s because you choose to deal with them, when you can simply boycott them.”


    “Boycott them? What do you mean by that?” Now, I’m genuinely curious. She has this look on her


    face that tells me she’s up to to something. There’s a n cooking in that head of hers and it’s just a


    matter of time before she serves it hot to her victim, who is no one else, but Ashanti.


    “Why brood and cry and feel frustrated with yourself when you can channel all that frustration to


    someone unsuspecting?”


    “I…I…” I stutter wordlesly. “I don’t think I understand what you mean by that.”


    “There’s a terrible rumour spreading about you which makes you feel sad. Now, what are you going


    to do about that?”


    “I have…”


    “I know what you are going to do.” She cuts me off. A ridge forms between my eyebrows as I give


    her a strange look. “You’re going to distract yourself from thinking about the rumor, by causing


    trouble for Ashanti. I have the perfect n that will bring her down once and for all.” She winks at


    me again. I’m still confused.