Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Nyssa pov

“You seem to be fine, there is nothing to worry about, Miss. If you rest and eat well, everything will be okay,” Zayn, whose name I had just learned a few minutes ago, said with a soft smile. He checked my pulse before gently placing my hand back on the bed.

I gave him a small smile in return, my eyes lingering on his features for a brief moment. He had long blonde hair that fell past his shoulders, and green eyes that reminded me of the forest. I couldn’t quite place it, but for some reason, he had an aura that instantly made me feel safe. Even his touch seemed to have a calming effect on me, making me feel… better.

Weird.

“Thank you, I appreciate it,” I said, grateful for his help. I knew of the man standing before me. He was well-known, much like the Lycan King who sat opposite me in silence. But unlike the King, this man had a much better reputation.

Zayn was a doctor in the Lycan King’s pack, rumored to have the ability to cure any disease known to man. There were even rumours that he had once brought someone back to life minutes after they had died.

Whether those rumors were true or not, I couldn’t say, especially considering the King’s pack was so isolated from outsiders. Either way, I felt much better. Relaxed, even.

Zayn smiled, his eyes curving slightly as he gave me a nod. “You’re welcome, Miss-”

However, before he could continue, a voice cut him off.

“Haha, you shouldn’t be thanking Zayn. You should be thanking our Lycan King. He’s the one who told Zayn to come check on you. You know how hard it is to get the most skilled doctor to come all the way here? Well, it’s because of the king.”

The black-haired man, Cassian, the king’s beta, said with a wide grin, gesturing toward the king with a delighted expression.

I raised an eyebrow in confusion before turning to see the king- no, Darius still staring at me with a blank expression as he sat in the chair not far away, his legs crossed.

He didn’t even acknowledge that he was being spoken about, despite everyone’s eyes on him.

What was this weird feeling? That something bad was about to happen.

I could feel Serene’s worried gaze on me as she shrank away slightly. I knew she couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable from Darius’s penetrating stare.

Ignoring it, I gave a small bow to Darius.

“Thank you, my king. I appreciate your help. If there’s any way I could ever repay you, please tell me.”

As soon as I said the words, Cassian’s grin widened, and he leaned back, waving his hand nonchalantly.

“Of course not, you don’t have to say that. How can the king ask you for something when you are his mate—”

“Let’s reject each other.”

A cold voice cut through, interrupting Cassian.

The air instantly turned frigid, and everyone froze at Darius’s words. Cassian looked stunned, Zayn raised a brow, slightly shocked but with a flicker of amusement in his eyes while Serene gasped, her hand reaching out to squeeze my shoulder

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gently.

And me?

How did I feel?

Honestly, I didn’t know.

Rejection had always been a taboo among werewolves. It was considered a sin for fated mates to reject one another because the mate bond was sacred.

That’s why, even if fated mates wanted to part ways, they couldn’t simply do so. They could only be with someone else while the mate bond remained intact because if they went through with the rejection, there was a high chance both would die from the pain, or at the very least, the weaker one wouldn’t survive.

The Lycan King wanted to reject me.

He wouldn’t die. He was far too strong to be die by something like a rejection.

But I would.

Fuck. After everything I’d gone through- after going back into the past, was I really going to die from a rejection? This was beyond unfair. Why did the freaking Lycan King have to be my mate?

“Aww, he wants to reject us. That’s so sad. He must still be heartbroken over his first mate. He hasn’t healed from the past yet.”

The voice echoed in my head, and my fists clenched at my sides.

Was it being serious right now? What about me? I was the one about to be rejected, and was likely going to die from it.

If whatever was talking in my head was my wolf then I was going to strangle it

Before I could snap back at it, Darius spoke again, his voice as cold and sharp as a blade.

“You said you wanted to repay me, right?” he asked, his tone emotionless. “Then let’s hold the rejection ceremony and sever this bond.”

He practically spat out the word bond like it was a curse. Then he stood, hands tucked casually into his pockets with an air of indifference.

“Once you’re strong enough, we’ll hold the rejection and end whatever this is. Do you understand?” he asked, and before I could respond, Cassian took a step forward.

“But, King, if you hold the rejection, then she would-”

Darius turned his gaze to Cassian, cutting him off instantly. The look alone was enough to make him step back instinctively. Darius didn’t say a word, but his expression was more than enough to silence his Beta. No one spoke against the Lycan King

no matter who they were.

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Silence reigned for a brief moment before Darius returned his attention to me and repeated, “Do you understand?”

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