Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Nyssa pov

I wasn’t sure how I did it, but just in the nick of time, I barely dodged the dagger aimed straight at my head. It was as though the world had slowed down as I ducked, watching in both horror and disbelief as the blade sliced through strands of my hair and lodged itself into the headboard behind me.

My lips parted in shock, but no words came out. I jerked my body back, staring at the dagger before instinctively reaching up to my head, then slowly turning to look at the indifferent bastard sitting in front of me.

What the actual hell…

For a brief moment, neither of us spoke. Silence settled thickly in the room, stretching on for what felt like an eternity until I finally snapped.

“Are you freaking crazy?!” I roared, pointing at the deranged maniac in front of me.

“Are you insane?! You almost killed me, oh my goddess! So you didn’t want to reject me, you wanted to kill me instead?!”

But even as I screamed at him, his expression didn’t change. He simply tilted his head slightly, watching me with that same cold indifference, completely unbothered.

“You’re the crazy one, Nyssa! Do you want to get us killed?!” Sheila scolded in my head. “Do you even know who you’re yelling at? That’s the Lycan King! He could change his mind and kill you just for speaking to him like that!”

I rolled my eyes at her words, scoffing.

“Kill me? Are you blind, Sheila? He was literally just about to kill me.”

Sheila sighed.

“No, Nyssa. he wasn’t…”

“You have a wolf,” he stated–more an answer than a question, the corner of his lips curving into a humorless smirk as he gazed at me.

“W–what?” I stammered in confusion, watching as he leaned forward slightly.

“No wolfless person could dodge that attack, no matter how well–trained they are. If you were truly wolfless like you claim, your head would’ve been rolling on the floor before you even blinked. Yet you narrowly escaped the blade… which means you’re not wolfless.”

My eyes widened, not because he figured it out, but because of the terrifying realization that if I had truly been wolfless, I would’ve been dead. Gone.

T–this man was really ruthless. No, scratch that. He was something worse. He was a devil.

This only proved he didn’t care whether I lived or died. If I survived, it was only because I had a white wolf.

“So tell me…” he hummed, rising to his feet and tucking his hands casually into his pockets. “What were you saying about being wolfless?”

My heart pounded so violently it felt like it might burst from my chest. Instinctively, I opened my mouth, ready to lie, ready to argue that it was all just a misunderstanding but before I could utter a word, a startled gasp escaped me as Darius suddenly appeared in front of me, stopping just inches away.

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My eyes widened as I found him leaning toward me, his face dangerously close to mine, his gaze locked on me without a single hint of emotion.

“My patience is wearing thin, little she–wolf. If you don’t speak the truth right now, I might as well end your life here and everyone else’s for your disrespect,” he warned. “Don’t assume I’m easy to speak to just because you’re my mate.”

For a brief moment, his eyes flashed a terrifying shade of white, and I stared at him, almost breathless.

His eyes… they were ancient, yet they held something in their depths. Something that made me want to kneel before him and lower my head in submission. I knew, almost instantly, that it was his aura at play.

My breathing turned shallow, coming out in light pants, and I lowered my gaze, trying to hide the trembling in my hands as I looked away.

Oh goddess, why was I getting this scared?

“You answer me when I speak to you,” he said, and I stiffened as I felt him tilt my head up, forcing me to meet his eyes.

For a moment, I wanted to lean into his touch, to close my eyes and give in to the strange pull I felt toward this man but I quickly snapped out of it, leaning back and swallowing nervously as I spoke.

“1-1…” I stammered, not knowing what to say.

Since he had already figured out the truth, I realized there was no point in lying and Sheila seemed to agree as her voice echoed in my mind.

“Just tell him the truth. He already knows. If you don’t, you’ll only make him angrier,” she warned, making me frown before I let out a frustrated sigh.

“Well, it’s not like I have a choice, do I?” I mumbled, then lifted my head to look at Darius with a serious expression.

“I apologize, my king. I’ve been nothing but rude to you, but I was terrified when you threw that dagger at me. Please, forgive me for my impudence,” I said.

But his expression didn’t change, so I cut straight to the point.

“You’re right, my king. I am not wolfless. I only discovered this recently and didn’t know how to tell anyone, so I kept it a

secret.”

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