I Welcome Your Rejection: Angel Kings’ Proud Mate novel Chapter 44

Ira’s Pov

“It feels like I have been weak for eternity,

been betrayed a million times,

and lost all those I loved.

My heart is weary, consumed by infinite sorrow.

When will it end?”

I whisper the song while sitting in a dark, empty room, but a soothing voice wakes me from my slamber.

“Dear, it’s over now. You have us,” King Adon’s voice wakes me.

I fell asleep and leaned on his shoulder? I must have been really tired. It’s not even a comfortable position and we no longer have that disgusting bond.

“You talk in your sleep,” the angel says as I sit upright.

I actually sang out loud? That’s embarassing. But it’s not like I am some royal pricess. Ordinary people have flaws.

“I’m sorry if I bothered you. I won’t fall asleep on you again,” I say, gazing away from all of their beautiful faces.

Mine must be looking horrible now, and I am sure my loose ponytail looks even worse.

“It was actually cute when you spoke in your sleep. It’s the first time you have been honest about how you feel,” King Tiras says.

I must have sounded quite miserable. Deep inside they must be happy thinking that I will be easy to manipulate.

Their queen sturs in her cage, moans and grunts in a low voice as if to remind them that she is there. But she doesn’t utter a sensible word, hasn’t done so since I entered this carriage. Everything they have done to her must have left her in a state of constant fear. She is no longer the graceful princess, after all she is in a huge dog’s cage.

The carriage comes to an halt and King Adobe draws the thick curtains just a little to peep outside.

“We have arrived. Let’s go find you a proper place to rest,” he says.

“We can boost your reputation easily and make it shimmer like a thousand diamonds once the witch is dead. We regret The past cannot be changed, but what other woman would be admired more than the most special Levitt?” King Ronen replies.

I scoff. “It is not just my surface that is broken. Mending my reputation won’t change the fact that I went through all those horror and will always have appalling nightmares.”

The three look more frustrated than ever before. Did they really think that they could rewrite the past by just fixing my reputation? What about my heart and mind? What about the scars on my back? No amount of gold can fix the damage they have inflicted on my heart and mind.

“You do not have to forgive us right now. I wouldn’t either. But that’s different from accepting our help, denying us a chance to make it all up to you,” King Adon argues. “Even when we despiced you we gave you the opportunity to perform during our party.”

“Yes, in exchange of my acceptance to surrender our mate bond to your queen. It wasn’t out of generosity,” I bitterly remind. “Then demand something in exchange of giving us the opportunity to right our wrongs,” Angel Ronen suggests.

I shake my head. Why can’t they just forget that we ever had a mate bond and just be partners in this quest? It’s not like my forgiveness is a precious commodity they cannot live without. I do not trust their help and shouldn’t be forced to take everything they offer.

“The house is ready, your majesties. Please let’s go inside before someone spots you out here,” Thumas interrupts our argument and I am deeply grateful for it.

We follow him towards a small but decent house set a little far from the rest of the neighborhood. Lior and Linda are already inside, sitting on one of the two coaches in the living room. She holds his arm with both hands and rests her head on his shoulder, looking like a possessive wife.