Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Nyssa pov

“You don’t want the dress?” Selene asked in surprise as she held the white-colored, puff-sleeved dress out for me.

I shook my head and glared at the dress in disdain. I despised it for two reasons: first, because it was white; and second, because Kieran had been the one to buy it for me.

I remembered it clearly, even though it had been three years. I used to cherish everything he gave me. Kieran had always said white looked good on me— said it made me look simple, like an angel. Just like how he said not wearing makeup made me look elegant and less shrewd. Just like how being quiet and gentle made me more fit to be a Luna.

And I had believed him. Believed everything without question, even though I never truly liked any of it. White was never my color, I preferred darker shades like black and purple, something that made me stand out. I loved makeup. Ever since I was young, I could spend hours doing it just for fun. Most of all, I wasn’t quiet. I wasn’t gentle.

I was Nyssa, the kind of girl who loved to joke around with the people she cared about, who loved running through the woods with the wind in her hair. I was the kind of girl who wanted to make everyone around her smile.

But that girl… she had been destroyed by the man she once loved. For the sake of love, I buried myself, reshaped myself to meet someone else’s expectations. And now? Now that I’ve been given these three days to truly live, I won’t be gentle. I won’t be sweet or lively.

I’ll be the girl who gets her revenge.

“Burn it,” I hissed under my breath, and Serene’s eyes widened at my words.

“W-What are you saying, miss? This is your favorite dress. It’s one of the ones Sir Kieran bought for you and you want me to burn it?” she asked, her voice trembling.

I nodded nonchalantly, walking toward the mirror. My gaze stayed fixed on my reflection as I reached out to touch my face, feeling the softness beneath my fingertips.

Just three years… and I looked completely different. I looked alive.

“Burn it. And everything else that bastard ever bought for me. I also want every white piece of clothing gone, burn it all. That’s an order, Serene,” I said coldly, staring at her through the mirror.

She gulped nervously at the steel in my tone, then bowed.

“I understand, Miss,” she replied, about to leave to carry out the command. But before she could move, I turned my head over my shoulder with a smile.

“Oh, and bring me a black dress. Something bold- something that shows some skin. I should still have a few of the dresses I used to wear, right?” I asked.

“Her mouth dropped open in shock before she quickly nodded, eager to obey.

My smile widened. “And get me some makeup, too.”

I was going to look pretty while getting my revenge.

“Where is Father?” I asked as I stepped out of my room, the sharp click of my heels echoing down the hallway with every

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stride.

Serene, who had been following closely behind, quickly caught up and flashed a bright smile. “Miss, the Alpha is having lunch. When I told him you were awake, he said he’d see you later in private, he didn’t want to risk crying in front of everyone. And wow, Miss! You look absolutely stunning, like your old self again!”

A soft smile tugged at my lips at her words, especially the part about my father not wanting to cry in public. He wasn’t exaggerating, he had always been fiercely protective of me.

“Thank you, Serene. Let’s go. It’s been a while since I’ve had a meal with him,” I said, heading toward the dining hall.

Serene trailed behind, a puzzled look on her face.

“But… you just ate with him a few days ago.”

As I neared the dining room, voices drifted up from downstairs, making me pause on the steps.

“Alpha, I swear to the goddess, I have no idea what’s gotten into Nyssa, but I’ve been so worried about her. I don’t care about what happened at the wedding ceremony, I just want to see her. Please, let me see her. I’m sure she wants to see me too.”

My eyes narrowed. I didn’t need to look to know exactly who was speaking.

My grip tightened on the stair railing, rage boiling inside me as another voice chimed in.

“Yes, Uncle. Nyssa is my best friend. I know her better than she knows herself. I think you should let Kieran see her. I’m sure she was just nervous that day. You know how Nyssa is- she acts without thinking.”

I frowned as my gaze shifted to Kieran and Aria, who were sitting at the table with my father, eating together. My father, seated at the head of the table, had a frown etched across his face as he listened to both Aria and Kieran speak. Aria sat beside him, her smile polite as she carefully placed food on his plate, while Kieran sat next to her. His expression was serious, and the dark bags under his eyes were a clear sign that he hadn’t slept in days, making him look haggard and worn.

“I don’t know, Aria… Nyssa didn’t look too pleased with Kieran that day. I don’t think now is the time for him to meet her.”

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