Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Darius pov

“King, King!” Cassian called out, running to catch up with me, but I didn’t respond as I continued heading outside.

I ignored the servants who trembled and bowed. I ignored Silas’s constant protests and the storm raging inside my head.

I ignored it all.

“So you know what you’re saying? Rejection? Are you insane, Darius? You know what happens to her if you reject her!”

Silas growled, slamming into me with force, but I severed our connection and kept walking until I was outside, the cold air biting into my skin.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew exactly what would happen to her if I rejected her. She was too weak and apparently, she was also an omega without a wolf. She wouldn’t be able to survive the pain of rejection.

There were two possible outcomes if we went through with it: the pain could either drive her insane, pushing her to end her own life or leave her with a deranged mind… or, if she was truly that weak, she could just die from the rejection itself.

Either way, both outcomes wouldn’t be good for her.

Not that I cared, anyway.

“King!” I halted as Cassian ran in front of me, arms spread wide to block my path.

“K-King,” he wheezed, and I raised a brow as he doubled over, panting heavily, his hand clutching his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

“F-fuck, why are you so damn fast?” he gasped.

I narrowed my eyes into a glare and took a step closer watching as his eyes widened in slight fear before he took a step back.

“How dare you block my path?” I hissed, watching him stiffen before he straightened and swallowed hard.

“F-Forgive me, Your Majesty. I mean no disrespect,” he said, his tone turning serious as he bowed. “But this… this is wrong, my king. You shouldn’t reject her. She’s your second chance mate- if you do, she will die! You know that she would not be able to handle the rejection”

I tilted my head slightly at his words, my eyes cold as I watched him take a step toward me.

“My king, please think this through carefully. After all these years, you’ve finally found a mate… Even if she’s a second chance mate, you shouldn’t throw that away.”

My hands clenched at my sides as I fought against the urge to react and lose control. I knew Cassian meant no disrespect, his generations had served me for centuries but his words grated on my nerves.

Second chance mate. Second chance mate.

That was all I could hear as he spoke.

She wasn’t my second chance mate. I refused to acknowledge her as my mate. No- she wasn’t mine.

My mate had died hundreds of years ago, and this… whatever this was, was nothing but a cruel joke from the Moon Goddess. And I had no intention of playing along.

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I took a slow, deep breath and stepped closer to Cassian, my height easily towering over his. I looked down at him, my voice low and edged with warning.

“This will be the last time you refer to her as my second chance mate. Do you understand?” I took another step closer, my voice low and cold. “Don’t forget your place.”

“And don’t forget who you serve” My eyes flashed a sharp, frightening shade of white, the air around us thickened with tension. Cassian immediately dropped to his knees, his head bowed in submission.

“F-forgive me, Your Majesty. I forgot my place. It won’t happen again,” he stammered, his tone laced with respect.

I gave him a single, dismissive glance before turning away, my footsteps silent as I headed towards the forest. I needed to

run.

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Nyssa pov.

“Lycan King or not, how could he want to reject you? Does he not know what happens between mates when they reject each other? He really is as the rumors say- cruel and cold. What else would you expect from the Lycan King, cursed by the goddess?” Serene murmured under her breath as she gently cleaned me.

We were in the bathtub after the scene earlier, and despite my protests, Serene insisted on washing me herself.

I watched the eighteen year old girl with a smile, my gaze fixed on the scowl on her lips. She glared at nothing in particular, but despite the clear display of anger, her touch was surprisingly gentle as she washed me.

“Ugh, you know, miss. I used to pray to the goddess for you to find your fated mate instead of marrying Sir Kieran because he always seemed fishy to me. And when my prayer was answered, it turned out to be the king. The cursed king, of all people!!”

She hissed out, tightening her grip around the sponge, before scoffing dramatically. My grin widened at her frustration.

“Why is everything happening so fast? First, you break up with Sir Kieran, and now you’re about to get rejected. Why is everything spiraling out of control like this?”

To be honest, I was just as scared as she was. I was about to die again without even getting the chance to truly live in this lifetime, but it didn’t really matter. Darius had given me three days before the rejection ceremony, and I was going to use those days for my revenge. I was going to expose Kieran and Aria, and ensure that those I loved would survive this time.

“Is the miss really smiling right now?” Serene asked, and I blinked out of my daze to find her frowning at me disapprovingly. My grin widened involuntarily, and I shook my head before reaching out to touch her cheek, gently stroking it with my

thumb.

“You know, you look really adorable when you’re worried,” I said, my voice soft. “Just like back then. You’re always worried about me. I wish I had actually listened to you back then. Maybe if I did, everyone wouldn’t have ended up that way.”

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