I'm back! I want to thank everyone who has wished me well, you're all super sweet! My bone is literally broken in half, like nothing is attached and I have never broken anything before so this was all very new to me. The first week was literal hell as for some reason I couldn't stomach the pain meds, so yeah, that was fun. I'm still unable to use my left arm and typed all of this with one hand which is why the chapter is shorter than usual, but I missed SR and just really wanted to give you guys an update. I hope you enjoy!

Lady Arizona

According to the other girls, Alondra had been acting like a perfect angel on their group date. It was hard to believe as I watched her sitting across the Women's Room, flipping through a magazine while talking with Rowan.

It was unsettling that she was able to fool the Prince, although I couldn't blame him. He didn't know what happened inside this room. He didn't know that she had been terrorizing us, as no one had told him about.

I sighed as I turned my attention back to the book that was resting on my lap. I glanced at the empty space beneath the hem of my dress, where my legs would have been. During the makeovers, they had tried to give me prosthetics, which I refused. I had lived without legs for this long, it was part of me now. I still couldn't fathom how a girl like me was living in the Palace though.

I felt someone's eyes on me, and I turned my head to find Aenwyn's turquoise eyes staring back at me. She had a piece of paper gripped tightly in her hands, and her gaze fell on my book.

I smiled, eager to befriend the closed off girl. ''Can I help you?''

She shook her head and bit down on her bottom lip. ''No, it's just..'' Her grip on the paper tightened and she lowered her voice to a soft hush. ''I'm trying to read the title of your book.''

''Oh, I'm sorry,'' I said as I moved my fingers away from the letters so she could see them.

The redhead shook her head once more. ''I can see it. I just can't.. read it.''

My brows knitted together, and I glanced down at her paper. I saw that it was the alphabet, and it clicked. ''Oh.'' I leaned in towards her, whispering, ''You can't read?''

Her face flushed in embarrassment and she nodded.

I placed my hand on her shoulder. ''That's nothing to be ashamed of. I can help you learn.''

Her mouth curved into a smile, relief washing over her face that I didn't laugh at her. ''Thank you.''

I gestured to the paper, ''It seems like you've already had some help?''

She nodded. ''The Prince found out on our date and wrote down the alphabet for me. Our date consisted mostly of him reading to me. It was very kind.''

My hesitant heart softened at this new piece of information about the Prince. He sounded considerate, and not at all like the cocky Prince I thought he was.

''I don't know if I'll be much of a teacher, but I will definitely try.''

This earned me another earnest smile from Aenwyn. ''Thanks.''

Princess Beatrice-Alida

''So,'' I started out slowly, taking another bite out of my cupcake while I sat on my best friend's bed, ''you're telling me you have been sleeping with a guard?''

This earned me a pillow to the head.

''Bea!'' Yasmin yelled. ''It's not like that.''

''Oh,'' my face broke out into a grin, ''you love him?''

Yasmin nodded, plopping on her bed next to me and letting herself fall on her back.

I lay down beside her, the grin never leaving my face. ''I'm really happy for you, Yas.''

She turned her head to look at me. ''What's there to be happy about? We have no future. I have to marry Oskar and become the Queen of the German Federation. You of all people know the difficulty of my situation.''

That was true. Not only was I engaged to a man 9 years my senior, we had been ever since I was three years old. I'd been trying to get out of the marriage for years, but to no avail.

''At least you have love now, right? That's more than I can say.''

''That's true,'' Yasmin mumbled, her blue eyes sad. Ever since Yasmin was back, there had been a change in her attitude. Of course, being kidnapped by rebels was traumatic, but I felt like there was more. There was something she wasn't telling me. She had stopped wearing her tiaras for one, which was a huge warning sign. Those shiny jewels were her babies.

But I wasn't about to push her. She would tell me in her own time.

I glanced at the ceiling, a giggle leaving my mouth.

''What?''

''Oh, I was just trying to imagine you as a Queen. It's quite a hilarious thought.''

''Hey!'' Yasmin pouted. ''That's mean.'' Then the corners of her mouth quirked up, and she started laughing. ''Okay, I have to admit, I wouldn't make a terribly good Queen.''

I nodded, my expression turning serious. ''Does Killian know that you love his best friend?''

''He does. And he took it surprisingly well.''

''Huh. So he's finally growing up. Couldn't he have done that while we were dating?'' I scoffed.

''Can we please forget that you and my brother were ever a thing in the first place?'' Yasmin asked as she scrunched up her face in slight disgust.

''Sure, we have more important matters to discuss anyway.'' I sat up, calling for the maid and asking her to bring us more refreshments. I turned to Yasmin when the maid left. ''I want details. Don't leave out anything.''

Yasmin beamed at the thought of her guard, and I was glad to see that little spark return for a moment. She was like a sister to me, and seeing her sad pained me. I would do anything for her.

Lady Rania

I grasped the letter from home in my shaking hands. My brother wasn't doing well. The injury he had sustained during the rebel attack required care, care my mother couldn't provide him with as she was sick herself. Rehan's state was taking its toll on my mother's health, and while my father wrote me that he could hire someone to take care of them, I didn't want that. It was time for me to go home.

The thought had been brewing in my head ever since Rehan got shot. My family needed me, and I couldn't just stay in the Palace, bathing in luxury and participating in a competition when they did.

I lifted my hand and knocked.

''Come in.''

I pushed open the heavy, wooden doors, and was greeted by Killian's smiling face, surrounded by stacks of paper.

''Lady Rania.''

I curtsied, and closed the doors behind me. ''Your Highness. I have something I need to ask you.''

He cocked his head, and I took a steadying breath. God, this was difficult. Killian was a great guy, and I was giving up on my chance with the Crown Prince. But my family was far more important.

''I want to go home.''

His forehead furrowed in confusion. ''Why? Was it something I did?''

I shook my head. ''No, not at all. If anything, this experience has helped me gain confidence and made me feel more comfortable in my shell. I have made some great friends and memories. But my family needs me right now.''

He nodded in understanding. ''Of course, your brother is hurt. As long as you are satisfied with your decision, I will grant you permission to leave the Selection.''

I smiled. ''Thank you. I do have one last request, though..''

…

I fiddled with my dress, barely comprehending that I was actually doing this. Shy, insecure Rania was going on the Report by herself. I was going to be on national television, a million eyes on me.

I had asked my maid to do their absolute best on my dress, as it would be the last one they were going to make for me, and I couldn't be happier with the result.

The dress was sand colored with sheer three-quarter sleeves and a woven-style bodice. The bodice flowed into a floor-skimming skirt sparkling with sequined lace. It was beautiful.

I looked over to Killian, who gave me an encouraging nod. This was it.

''And now, people of Illéa, one of the Selected will take the stage. Please welcome Lady Rania Raheem, who has an important topic she wants to shed light on.'' Simon Fadaye, the host of the Report, announced as I took the stage.

My nerves were killing me, my stomach felt like it was doing numerous backflips, but for some reason, my voice was steady as I looked into the camera.

''There are many diseases that require transplants. Unfortunately, not enough organs are available to help the people struck by these diseases. The amount of organ donors is too low. Though many lives are saved through organ donation, many people die while waiting on a list. On average, about 106 people are added to an organ waiting list every day, and 18 people die each day waiting for an organ. Almost anyone of nearly any age and average health can donate an organ. I am standing here before you, asking you to consider becoming a donor, if you are able to. You could save lives. Thank you.''

I exited the stage, my nerves overwhelming my sense as it finally kicked in what I had done. I wish I could see the faces of all those who had bullied me.

''You did great.'' I looked up to find Killian looking at me, and I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding.

''Thank you.''

He reached out and took my clammy hand in his. ''Are you absolutely sure you want to leave?''

I nodded resolutely. ''I am.''

''I admire your devotion to your family.'' His smile didn't quite reach his eyes, and he gave my hand a squeeze. ''You can say goodbye to the other Selected, I'm sure they'll miss you. A car will be waiting for you in the morning.''

Another elimination, or more so: a girl going home. I just want to say that I love every single girl in this Selection, and I hate eliminations as I don't want to upset anyone, but I just have to. It's nothing personal and I hope that when your girl is eliminated, you will continue reading this story. I just have to look at who fits with Killian, but also who fits the story, who I can write the best and the details I received etc. Trust me, it's hard for me too! And just because your girl is eliminated, doesn't mean we won't see her again.

In this case, I want to thank XOStarbrightXO for the wonderful character of Rania. The facts and information in Rania's speech I got from the internet.

Again, sorry for the short chapter! I don't know when I'll update again so onto the questions..

- What did you think of Rania leaving?
- Who is/are your favorite character(s)? (you don't have to limit yourself to the Selected)
- Who/what would you like to see more of?

That was it.

Love,
A broken Wolf