Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Kieran pov

Something was terribly wrong. I didn’t fully understand what was happening, but one thing was clear- she had changed. She was completely different from the girl I once knew.

The Nyssa I remembered would never have slapped me. This was the girl who would lose her mind over the slightest scratch I got during training. The one who would cook my favorite meal and rush to the training grounds just to watch me eat it all.

She was the girl who would get me anything I wanted, whether it was a higher position in the pack’s army or a collection of gifts. The girl who would argue with her father every time he said something unkind about me. That was Nyssa, the girl I kept around for my own gain. The girl I left my mate for, the girl I didn’t love, didn’t care about, the one I was on the verge of marrying.

Yet, that girl had changed. The love that once shone in her eyes had been replaced with something darker- hatred. Pure, unfiltered hatred.

And it happened in mere seconds. The moment she was about to say “I do,” her eyes shut, and when she opened them again, the first emotion that crossed her face was confusion, followed swiftly by rage, the instant she saw Aria and me standing there.

“How could she change so much in just a moment?” I muttered under my breath, frowning. Before I could dwell on it further, Aria, who was wiping the blood off my lips, scoffed dramatically. Her eyes narrowed into a glare, and she paused in her movements.

“Is that really what you’re worried about right now? You were almost killed by that cursed king, Kieran!”

She leaned back, her grip tightening around the cloth in her hand.

“And it’s because of that bitch. How could she do this to you- to me? She shoved me to the ground and just stood there with a sickening grin while the king threw you against the wall.” Her words hissed through clenched teeth, and I sighed, leaning back against the couch, narrowing my eyes.

Aria wasn’t exaggerating. I had seen it too- the twisted grin on her face as she looked at me earlier. If I had to put it into words, it wasn’t just a grin. It felt like she wanted me dead. No, I was certain of it, there had been a hunger in her eyes, an eagerness for my downfall.

“What has even gotten into that bitch? She’s so different now- calling off the wedding and acting like we don’t even exist. Is it because she’s the king’s mate now? She thinks she can do whatever she likes?” Aria scoffed, flopping onto the seat beside me with an exaggerated eye roll.

“That dumb, stupid girl. Does she really think the king won’t reject her? And when he does, she’s going to die!”

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Her words made me frown as my mind wandered back to the king’s expression earlier, the jealousy that had radiated off him, the way he had roared at me for simply touching her. His mate that’s what he had called her. With the way he had looked at her, a nagging doubt crept into my mind, whispering that maybe… he wouldn’t go through with the rejection after all.

“Aria, the reason she’s acting like that…” I paused, my gaze flickering toward her, watching as she met my eyes. “Do you think it’s because she found out about us? About our secret?”

The moment she heard me, her eyes widened, flashing with fear as she stiffened.

That could very well be one of the reasons she was acting this way because she knew about Aria and me, about the fact that

we’re mates.

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But before she could, she fainted.

What if what she had been trying to expose was the truth about Aria and me?

My frown deepened, and my hands instinctively clenched at my sides.

If that was the case, then everything we had worked for would have been for nothing. And I refused to accept that.

I refused to accept it- not when I was already so close. So close to the position that rightfully belonged to me.

“T–that’s not possible,” Aria stammered, shaking her head as she stood abruptly from the couch. “She doesn’t know. I doubt she does, because if she did, she would have already told her father and cried her eyes out. I know her, she wouldn’t just ignore us like this. If she knew the truth, she would hate us, and he would have cast us out of the pack by now,” she said, trying to reason it out.

And as I listened to her, I knew she was right about one thing

If Nyssa truly knew our secret, she wouldn’t have stayed silent. Her father would have made us pay for what we had done to his precious daughter.

Yet no matter how much I tried to convince myself, I couldn’t shake off the memory of the look on Nyssa’s face, how it burned with a strong, deadly intent every time her eyes met ours.

But now wasn’t the time to voice my doubts especially not to Aria, who never knew how to handle pressure well. One wrong word could set her off and make her do something reckless.

“You’re right. I’m just overthinking. Don’t mind me,” I said, forcing a reassuring smile onto my face.

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