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Alpha's Awakening: From Rejected Woman to Queen

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 903    |    Released on: Today at 17:30

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white. Black spots danced in my vision, and the pain in my

to make it to

ook over. It wasn't about love anymore.

nd his name in my recen

ach ring was a new spike of pain

with the sound of Kelsey

ryson's voice was heavy w

at. "Bryson, I... I'm on my way to the hosp

le

e he would hear the truth in my voice. Maybe

line. "Stop it, Aria. Stop with these pathetic games for attent

rupy sweet poison. "Bryson, is Miss Farmer upset?

voice hardened as he spoke to me. "If you're really sick,

ne wen

s drone. It was the sound of the end. The final, microscopic flic

. I slammed on the brakes, the car screechin

ized me. More blood splat

oken, hysterical sound that turned into a sob. The tear

in his life, and this was the end of i

ly unde

I wiped my face with the back of my hand,

othing left

d drove. I don't know how I made it, but the next

e driver's seat. A nurse saw

ht lights, urgent voices, and t

d, his voice low. "The betrayal has caused a physical rupture in the bond's connection to yo

w energy were forced into my body, fighting the toxic feedback from the bo

another tear. My m

my life was no longer in immediate danger, but the bond itself had a f

the blank wh

ost important de

e, not just with him. I was done w

gers steady now. I opened my e

ice, the Head of Human Reso

sage wa

my position as Executive Assistant

while also keeping me a secret. No one at the company, except for my one work friend, Scott

ng love. This job that

want it

it

shoulders. It was the first time

ade one m

answered on

do something again? I swear I'm going to rip his thro

my voice hoarse. "Can you come pick me up from

ade my

perform the R

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Alpha's Awakening: From Rejected Woman to Queen
Alpha's Awakening: From Rejected Woman to Queen
“For four years, I was the unmarked, unloved fated mate of Alpha Bryson, enduring his coldness while silently acting as his obedient assistant. On the morning of our anniversary, he abandoned my bed without a second glance to rush to his old flame, Kelsey. Hours later, a text message shattered my world: an ultrasound photo of Kelsey's baby, with a note saying she was moving in. The ultimate betrayal triggered a severe bond-strain sickness, a toxic reaction tearing my body apart. I coughed up crimson blood, my lungs feeling like they were filled with shattered glass. Desperate and dying, I called Bryson on my way to the ER. "Stop with these pathetic games for attention. You're disappointing me," he sneered, before hanging up to gently comfort Kelsey in the background. I almost died alone on a cold, metal hospital table. Four years of my unwavering loyalty meant absolutely nothing to him, while the whole pack openly mocked me and cheered for his returning true love. The sacred mate bond wasn't a blessing from the Moon Goddess; it was a deadly cage killing me from the inside out. But surviving that agony gave me brutal clarity. I sent my resignation letter to his company, emptied my closet, and walked out of his mansion without looking back. I am going to perform the ancient, agonizing Rejection Ritual to sever this toxic bond forever. This time, I am choosing to live for myself.”