Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 40

hapter 40

Nyssa pov

My father was livid- I could see it in the way his eyes locked onto mine, his grip tightening around the fork in his hand.

But he said nothing, not aloud at least. Not with the Lycan King seated only a few feet away.

I figured he didn’t want to cause a scene in front of him- didn’t want to give the King yet another reason to reject me.

But that didn’t stop his voice from ringing sharply through the mindlink.

“Are you serious, Nyssa?! What are you wearing? Why is your waist exposed? Where are your dresses? Didn’t you go shopping yesterday? Why didn’t you buy proper clothes instead of that… that thing you’re wearing?”

I didn’t bother responding. Instead, I calmly sliced a piece of waffle and took a bite, savoring the warm, buttery flavor. Then I gave a thumbs up to the chef standing stiffly behind my father. He cleared his throat and bowed his head awkwardly.

Turning to Serene, seated beside me, I reached over and placed another piece of waffle onto her plate with a bright grin.

“Eat this too. It’s really good,” I said.

Serene lowered her gaze in submission, but her voice still found its way to me in a whisper.

“Miss, why would you wear-”

Before she could finish, I leaned away and took another slow, deliberate bite.

“L- Look at this girl. How dare you ignore me—”

I cut off the mindlink, reached for my glass of milk, and took a long, unbothered sip, the corner of my lips curling into a smirk as my father continued to glare daggers at me.

But as I placed the glass back down, a small frown tugged at my brow when I shot a quick glance at Darius- only to find him still staring at me without touching his food.

Why was he staring so much? Hadn’t he eaten? Since the day he arrived at the pack, I hadn’t seen him take a single bite. Even though werewolves could go a day or two without food, he had been here for a week now especially if I included the time I

was in a coma. That wasn’t normal.

“Ahem… here, happy birthday, kid.”

Cassian’s voice cleared the silence, drawing everyone’s attention to him. I turned just in time to see him pull a small box from his pocket, holding it out to Serene, who blinked at him in confusion.

But I smiled.

I guess the king’s pack members weren’t so bad after all.

Serene had only mentioned in passing yesterday that today was her birthday, and Cassian had remembered. He even got her something. That was… surprisingly sweet.

Serene seemed to realize then that Darius had gotten her a birthday gift, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she looked at me, unsure whether to accept it.

I smiled and gave her a small nod, urging her to take it. Still hesitant, she turned to my father instead, silently asking for his

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Chapter 40

permission. Despite his obvious irritation, he managed a smile and gave her a nod as well.

Blushing, Serene lowered her head slightly and accepted the gift from Darius’s outstretched hands.

T–thank you, Sir Darius, for the gift,” she said shyly.

Darius waved a hand nonchalantly but wore a smug grin.

“Don’t thank me. It’s nothing,” he replied, though he clearly puffed up with pride.

“Ahem.”

This time it was my father clearing his throat. We all turned as he stretched out a hand. A maid stepped forward, carrying a neatly wrapped box. She handed it to Serene, whose eyes widened in surprise. She turned to my father, who gave her a soft smile.

“Happy birthday, kid. You’ve grown up well. Your mother would be proud.”

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she bowed her head deeply.

“Thank you, Alpha,” she whispered, her voice cracking.

I couldn’t help but grin at my father, though he just rolled his eyes and looked away. Still, I was too happy to care, happy to

see Serene smile.

Serene was the daughter of my nanny, who had died during childbirth. She had grown up by my side ever since. Everyone in the pack loved her for her kindness, and my father had always been especially fond of her, having entrusted me to her

care.

I remembered in my last life, she never even got to celebrate her birthday- not because she couldn’t, but because I had forgotten. I was too focused on trying to please Kieran.

“Happy birthday, kid,” both Calen and Benjamin said at the same time, and Benjamin reached out to place a gift in Serene’s hands. She gave them both a bright, grateful smile.

Calen and Benjamin exchanged a knowing look with matching grins.

Oh, and did I forget to mention? They were mates.

Yes, father’s beta and gamma were mates and they were really adorable together.

“T–Thank you,” she whispered, clutching the gifts with a soft smile. I gave a small nod and tapped her shoulder gently, murmuring for her not to cry, then turned toward Drake, who sat beside Benjamin.

Without a word, I subtly gestured toward Serene with a tilt of my head, signaling for him to give her his gift.

Drake blinked in confusion, then scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He leaned toward Cassian and whispered under his breath, “Why didn’t you tell me, Beta Cassian, to bring a gift?”

Cassian only shrugged, sipping his juice with a smug grin. “I forgot,” he replied nonchalantly.

Drake let out a quiet sigh before facing Serene with a polite, if sheepish, smile.

“Happy birthday,” he said. “I apologize- I didn’t bring a gift, but I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”

Serene shook her head, about to object, but I swiftly nudged her leg under the table, silencing her.

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Chapter 10

Of course,” I said with a polite smile. “Thank you, we’ll be expecting it.”

Just as I turned to speak to Zayn, he beat me to it and held a potion like substance toward Serene.

“Happy birthday. I didn’t know today was your birthday, so please accept this,” he said, his tone calm as ever. “It’s a potion I crafted myself. Use it once a day, and your skin will become smoother- you’ll be even more beautiful than you already are.”

Serene blinked in confusion, staring at the item in his hand, but I quickly nudged her again, urging her to take it.

Oh my goddess. A potion made by Zayn himself? The best doctor in the entire world?

This was more precious than gold. I’d heard of it before- how countless people, both men and women, had tried to get their hands on it. They offered gold, silver, and every luxury imaginable, but Zayn had always refused. Rumor had it he simply couldn’t be bothered; he didn’t care what they offered.

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