Rejected by My Mate, Chosen by the Wolf Prince

TH

wider. You need to be rea

es were crushed into dust and then pieced

my eyes sn

keeper of the Haynes family, was impatiently tugging at the silk gown I wore

as rough an

. The silk was co

had worn for my weddi

very first day m

voice filled with the contempt she never both

rds had filled me with shame

was a hatred s

ng with hope in my heart and love in my chest,

gged me out of our chambers-naked

he pointed at me and d

been with another

the stone floor beneath me turned red. The

day on, I

y feet, laughed at my pain, and treated me lik

aynes's love and attention belonge

the dirt beneath his heel. He stole my work, my herbs, every cure I e

e. Not once. And for her-for Alondra-he would tear me ap

s my life bled out of me, drop by drop, while

t this

r ag

me into a quiet, deadly calm. I turned to Mat

n Price. I'm just

d, but she didn't question me. She only po

gettin

picked up a p

as I replayed the

Mating Ceremony

bi

tes became permanent-a spiritual ch

Marked me in t

that trapped me for the rest of my life and allowed

, I had t

's obsession

nnocence and her p

looked down on me-the unwanted Omega

ce been the source

ould become

iving me a rough shove toward the doo

from the grand hall below, the sound of

was a calm island in the tu

ady taking shape

use to delay the ceremony, ev

is personal scent and authority, something that cou

ject of great personal significance from the other person, acting as a representation of their will. However, such obj

ith was the signet ring that represente

y reflection

sharp calculation illu

e threw ope

o my personal hell, covered in the

breath and s