Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

What was wrong with me?

Why had I reacted that way? I was a man who barely blinked if someone died in front of me. I didn’t care, didn’t react to anything, neither did I get upset or happy. I had lost all my emotions, all sense of care for life after Liana’s death.

Yet now… what was happening?

Why had I gotten mad just because she asked for another man’s name? It had nothing to do with me–especially when I was the one who wanted to reject her.

The only reason she was still breathing was because she was a white wolf. If not for that, she would’ve been dead, and that would’ve been the end of it.

I wouldn’t care if the goddess punished me for rejecting my mate. I was already enduring the worst punishment imaginable, so I doubted there was anything more she could do to me.

So why…

I paused mid–step, my hand rising to my chest in confusion. Why had my heart beat like that yesterday?

For the first time in centuries, it had pounded that fast.

“I’m sure you know why, Darius,” I heard Silas grumble in my head. “For centuries, you haven’t been turned on by a woman the way you were last night. You haven’t even touched one without breaking their bones, yet you kissed our mate. You wanted her. Isn’t it time you admitted that you’re attracted to her?”

My eyes narrowed at his words, and I frowned, but he went on, knowing full well how much I hated listening to him.

“Darius… I know you’re still thinking about Liana. I miss her too, she was my mate as well. But it’s been so many years. We were cursed by the goddess for what we did, cursed to live this long. And you know what’s worse than watching everyone die around us?

“It’s that you’ve forgotten what happiness even feels like,” Silas said, his voice softer now. “I can’t even remember the last time you truly laughed.”

The corner of my lips curved into a humourless smile as I stared at nothing in particular.

Laughed? I had lost the right to laugh the day she died in front of me. The day she bled out and I couldn’t do anything to save her.

I had also lost the right to laugh because of the blood of those I had slain. That day when I lost Liana, I went rogue. I killed everyone who had a hand in her death. The elders who believed he was right, who claimed Liana wasn’t a proper mate and plotted to eliminate her.

I took their loved ones just as they had taken mine. And though I spared their women and children, it didn’t cleanse the guilt staining my hands.

But I killed him too.

The man who had orchestrated it all.

So, for years, I shut everything out. And after failing to die, I gave up trying to find a white wolf.

Yet now, she stood before me–my mate.

A cruel twist of fate.

“Goddess, I bet you’re not even listening again. You’re so damn annoying, Darius. Especially after last night, when we were this close to claiming her, you backed out like a coward. A coward,” Silas hissed, his voice laced with disdain.

I scoffed at his words and tucked my hands into my pockets, choosing to ignore him like I always did.

But just as I took another step, a voice called out.

“My king!”

I turned to find Cassian running toward me, a wide grin on his face as he stopped by my side.

“My king, why did you leave like that? Is something wrong?” he asked.

For a brief moment, I said nothing, just stared at him with a raised brow.

The image of him smiling and talking to the she–wolf flashed in my mind.

Before I could stop myself, I released a mild killing intent.

Cassian froze, eyes wide as he stared at me.

“Oh goddess, was that killing intent just now? Did you feel it, my king? It made my skin crawl!” he gasped, turning around in

alarm.

I merely scoffed and kept walking, ignoring him. Cassian trailed beside me, laughing as he spoke.

“My king, didn’t I do well?” he asked eagerly. “I kept talking to Lady Nyssa about our pack–told her all about the beautiful things we have back home. I think she’s even more excited to leave now.”

He rambled on, clearly expecting praise, but I cut him off as I headed toward my chambers.

“Were you able to interrogate the rogue?” I asked, my voice calm as I stepped inside. I walked to the couch, sat down, and reached into my pocket, my fingers mindlessly toying with the coin.

Cassian stopped speaking almost immediately, his expression shifting, turning serious in the blink of an eye as he lowered his head and responded.

“Yes, my king. I’ve been interrogating the rogue, but it seems he refuses to speak, no matter what punishment is given to

him.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, slightly taken aback to hear this coming from Cassian.

Though Cassian often appeared to be a lively kid, he was just as brutal in interrogation as his predecessors.

My Betas came from a single generation, and they had trained themselves to be highly skilled in serving me, especially in extracting information through various torturous methods.

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