Chapter 23
Chapter 23
Darius pov
Heads.
I frowned as I stared at the coin in my hand, my eyes narrowing, a scowl etched on my face as I stared at the side it had landed on.
Two decisions. I had been flipping the coin to choose between two options. If it landed on heads, I would listen to Silas and spend a day with her.
Since last night, he had been pestering me to at least give her one day before making my decision but I had ignored him. It was pointless. Even if I did spend a day with her, my mind was already made up. I was still going to reject her and nothing would change that.
But Silas insisted we let the coin decide.
And if it landed on tails, I’d go on ignoring him.
The sneaky rat had said it since it was something I usually did whenever I didn’t want to make decisions myself. Most times, I let fate decide on what decision I would make.
But it seemed that bastard Silas got lucky.
“Spend the day with me.”
So I said the words- much to my disapproval.
“No, Father! I don’t want to do it. No, I won’t do it! How can I spend the day with the King when he already wants to reject me? What if I do something that makes him angry and he rejects me even sooner? And knowing me, I will do something stupid! We’re going shopping, for crying out loud- how can the esteemed Lycan King follow us there?”
I watched as the girl whispered to her father, pulling him into a corner, her voice laced with disbelief.
“But Princess, I think this is a good idea. The King wants to spend the day with you- you should do it. Maybe after getting to know you better, he won’t want to reject you. This is a good opportunity.”
Her eyes
widened in shock, and her mouth opened and closed as if searching for the right words to counter her father but none came. She shook her head again, more firmly this time.
“No, this is a bad idea! I don’t want to be rejected before the three days are over, Father!”
I tilted my head slightly, silently watching her- studying her.
This morning, her father, the Alpha of the Emberfang Nation, had come to ask of me not to reject his daughter. He’d explained how the rejection could destroy her, especially since she didn’t have a wolf. When I had remained silent, he invited me to breakfast. And despite not wanting to go, I found myself agreeing, for the sake of it.
But instead of the fear and devastation her father had described… she seemed anything but that.
She seemed… happy and relaxed as though she had accepted her fate.
My hand tightened around the coin as I frowned. A day with her. Just one day with her.
“My king, are you really going to spend the day with your mate? Does that mean you’re no longer going to reject her?”
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Chapter 23
Cassian asked, a bright grin spreading across his face as he leaned toward me, eyes lighting up with curiosity.
When I didn’t respond, he leaned in even closer, voice dropping slightly.
“My king, pardon me for asking, but does this mean you’ve changed your mind? That you want to get to know your mate?”
My gaze hardened at his question. Slowly, I lifted my head and turned to him with a cold, unreadable expression.
Cassian’s smile faded instantly. His mouth shut as he blinked, visibly startled.
“I apologize, Your Majesty,” he murmured, lowering his head. He turned away without another word and focused on his food instead.
However, I could still see the hint of a smile tugging at his lips as he took a bite of his food. I sighed and turned away, only to find a pair of green eyes locked onto me with a strange, unreadable gaze.
Zayn, the pack’s doctor.
I had barely paid attention to anyone in my pack. Had barely spared a glance at their names or faces. Because I didn’t care.
I never had.
But this one–this one over here, I had noticed the first time I saw him. That day, I’d handed him a medal for his talents, Cassian had insisted he was an exceptional doctor, one deserving of a reward from the king. But it wasn’t his skill that caught my attention.
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