Rejected by the Prince, Claimed by the Alpha King

na Beau

quet hall a physical blow. Damian and his new bride, Clarissa, were accepting the

taking Damian from me-she wan

ment I caught the scent of that drink, I knew something was wrong. But I said nothing. I only pre

ll silver flask, intricately carved with my fam

ked the

d. It was a potent herbal concoction I had spent months brewing

nsory input, to make the drinker appear utterly vulnerable, a state o

nd. He had sworn I was his only moonlight, yet he cast me aside

y lips and drank the dee

wave of heat shot through my limbs, and my v

into the corridor. My destination was the royal family's priv

o disarray. I loosened my silver hair, letting strands cli

his self-inflicted weakness. I crushed its dissent with the force of

ved with the lion and wolf of the Carlisl

n't k

e feigned weakness I could muster. The dull thud was

le

in made my heart skip a beat.

weakly against the wood, letting out a soft whim

r click

y-style boots entered my

l legs to the towering figure that no

a living legend, the ruler of our k

iolet pupils reflecting his face. His eyes wer

ce was a low, chilling rumble, l

y body began to tremble, a perfect performance of a

nd obsidian, flooded my senses, making m

gs felt like water. I collapsed back onto

ldric's brow. He was already los

me away, I took my final chance. I reached out a

d out the words, my voi

to see my soul. He crouched down, his powerful A

't help

is grip rough and devoid of p

was like hitting a wall of solid mus

uching the side of my neck, the most vuln

t-the scent I had created. The pure lily of my natural scent, now mixed w

ng and tracing a path down my cheek. I let my

a purely instinctual move to keep me from falling. Tha

step was

owerful as he carried me back into the room. The do

ed. I was tossed onto the plus

nreadable as he studied me like a

victory, but my face was still

whole. "Tell me," his voice was laced with