Hailee’s POV
I reached home from school, but as usual, Mother wasn’t there—she was at the pack mansion.
Arriving in my room, I tossed my bag on the bed and decided to work on some assignments. I even started doing Nathan’s as well since he hadn’t attended classes today.
Just as I was halfway through a question, my phone buzzed loudly on the desk.
A call.
The number flashing on the screen was unfamiliar.
I hesitated for a moment, then swiped to answer.
"Hello?"
There was a short pause before a deep male voice spoke. "Hi, Hailee... it’s me, Robert."
My brows furrowed instantly. "Robert?"
The voice was calm, almost like it should have been obvious. "Your betrothed... from the arranged marriage."
I froze, my pen slipping from my fingers.
So he’s the one.
"We met twice, but that was when we were little—"
"Hold on." I cut him off, standing abruptly from my chair.
Of course, I remembered Robert.
Robert... the heir to the Eastern Lycan Kingdom. We had met twice in the past during royal gatherings, and both times, I couldn’t stand him. Even as a boy, he had been unbearably arrogant—carrying himself like the entire world was beneath him.
He was three years older than me, yet he acted as though that gave him the right to talk down to everyone around him, including me. I remembered the way he’d frown when I’d disagreed with him about something silly and the way he always made it seem like he was doing everyone a favor just by existing.
And now... this was the man they had chosen for me?
"Robert..." I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to stay calm so I wouldn’t just explode at him. "It’s never happening. I’m not getting married to you, so don’t waste your time."
There was a pause before a low chuckle came through the line, dripping with arrogance. "You’re joking, right? Girls—royal-born or not—would kill for this chance."
I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see me. "Not this girl. Not Hailee. And you know that. I’m not like the others... I’m special, remember?" My tone carried a sharp tone, reminding him of exactly who he was talking to.
His amused tone dropped instantly into a growl. "I heard you’ll be back in two months." His voice was low, almost threatening. "I’ll be waiting for you, Hailee."
Before I could even respond, the line went dead.
I lowered the phone slowly, my chest tight with irritation. Just perfect. As if I didn’t already have enough chaos in my life. Now I had this to deal with.
I set the phone down on the desk with a little more force than I meant to. My jaw was tight, my pen still lying where it had fallen.
I tried to turn my attention back to the assignments, staring at the half-finished question in front of me, but my mind refused to focus. All I could hear was Robert’s arrogant voice echoing in my head.
I’ll be waiting for you, Hailee.
With a frustrated sigh, I shoved the notebook aside and grabbed my phone. Without overthinking it, I scrolled to Callum’s name and hit call.
He answered almost immediately. "Hey, sunshine."
"Hey," I said quickly, forcing a lighter tone. "Do you think... maybe we could do the movie now instead of later? I’ve got somewhere I need to be afterward."
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