A Forbidden Love: The Lycan Prince Hybrid Mate

Chapter 1

"Why, why is life so hard, it is not easy," I screamed as I entered my living room and collapsed onto the worn, velvet sofa, feeling defeated. I didn't feel like moving a finger. I felt so tired.

The moment my back hit the sofa, it released a tired, pitiful squeak, like even it was tired of my life problems. I let my head fall back and stared at the ceiling, noticing a faint crack crawling across it like a map of my stress levels branching out every day.

My shoes were still on, my bag half-hanging off my shoulder, my hair sticking to my forehead from the heat outside. I looked like a roasted plantain someone forgot on the grill.

"I swear, if life gives me one more nonsense today, I will pack my bag and relocate to Pluto," I said out loud.

Isabella looked up from her laptop, concern etched on her face. "I swear I will help you pack your stuff. What's wrong, why the complaint, did you meet a frustrating person again in today's interview? You look like you're having a rough day," she asked, her eyes sparkling with empathy.

I let out a deep sigh, feeling the frustration bubble up inside me again. "I just had the worst interview ever. The guy was so frustrating and with the ridiculous questions he was asking, and I felt like I was losing it at some point" I said to Isabella.

Isabella's eyes widened. "Oh no, what happened? Hope you did not lose it and punch him."

I shook my head, a hint of a smile on my lips. "No I didn't punch him, but I wanted to," I said.

" I know you won't. I trust you girl. So how did he get on your nerves."

I shook my head, frowning. "I don't know, he just seemed to be looking for ways to trip me up. And I'm pretty sure I didn't get the job."

Isabella nodded sympathetically. "I'm sure you'll find a better job. You deserve it. You have worked so hard," she said.

I smiled, feeling a bit better. "Thanks, isa. Your assuredness means a lot to me, you know, what can I do without you girl. I'm hungry, is there anything at home" I said, feeling grateful for having her as my friend.

Isabella smiled with warmth. "You're welcome, babe. I have already cooked, should I go and help you microwave it," Isabella asked.

"Yes, thank you" I said, without feeling any awkwardness or shyness.

Isabella was my only friend and we have been friends since childhood. I have been a nerd in school who doesn't talk with people and likes to be alone but Isabella is the opposite of me. She is popular and always defends me. I really love her. She is the best. Only when I am with Isabella am outspoken and bring out my real self. We rented these two bedroom apartments together.

As I watched her moving