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spiral of my thoughts. A stern-faced woman in a severe gray dress stood in the doo
mony was moved up." she announced, her voice as sha
oice steady, betraying none o
decision," Mrs. Gable snapped, "She insisted on this ceremonial wedding. Th
m the backwater Greywater Marshes, meant to appease the Moon Goddess a
e as a doctor, I knew this was just
where in this manor, effectively prisoners. My father-a bastard son of a wol
ut of hope, but to gather information. Ev
a Carter, the original intended, has fallen into a comp
g Alpha. A coma? How convenient.She would not die for anyone, let a
e the ceremony," I stated, test
"You are a sacrifice, girl. You have no ri
d behind her. Their faces were grim, their
body screaming to submit. My heart hammered against my ribs. I fo
who I really am. My goal was The Rejection, the formal severing of a Mate-bond. But the ritual required b
id of emotion. I stood up, sm
d Mrs. Gable. She expected tear
ho scurried in behind the guards, carrying
ed, I held up a hand.
y threw them off. They looke
defiance, but ultimately waved a dismissive han
up positions outside my door. The loc
intricate lace and silk, a stark contrast to my gr
orking, formulating a plan. Kaila's "coma"
ading a lamb to slaughter
ed. The first step was to survive tonight. The seco
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