My Promised Rejection (Olivia) novel Chapter 70

70 He Should Have Bardd Y

70 He Should Have Said Yes

Cassandra POV

“I don’t know if I can deal with that whiny b**ch for another month. If I didn’t need to make sure she ate and drank for the health of the pup, I’d put her to f**king sleep so I wouldn’t have to pretend I’m as pathetic as she is. I still can’t believe that Xavier chose that mutt over me.”

“I didn’t truly want him, but I was still a better choice than that f**king she–wolf that mated with a weak human. I still don’t understand how Olivia was chosen as a guardian wolf. She is a f**king half–breed.” “Mistress, why don’t you just let me deal with Evelyn? Use a shimmer spell to turn me into a small child. She is gulible enough to trust a child without question,” Nicholas says.

“For now, I’ll continue to deal with her, but it’s a promising idea for the future if she continues to get on my nerves. Thank you pet. Come to my room tonight, and I’ll reward your willingness to please me.” He smiles before leaving my room. Goddess, they are all so easy. It doesn’t take much to get a man to do as you please. Praise, s*x, and promises of power, and they are all ready to get on their knees to do your bidding.

Nicholas has somewhat of an excuse because he is weak and spelled, but Xavier and William were supposed to be these strong Alphas. They were just as easy to manipulate. They both wanted different things but were

more than willing to give me what I wanted for different reasons. Xavier wanted to be loved. Some memories

of a childhood that never happened had him wanting to hold me close since William was a heartless ba**ard.

William, on the other hand, wanted to use me for s*x and power. He thought I was really in love with him.

Don’t get me wrong, the s*x was good, but he meant nothing to me. He was another pawn in my plan, and he

actually believed I would make him king. I can only imagine the torture he endured before Xavier finally ended

him. The only one that I couldn’t get to follow me around like a little puppy was Hudson.

I remember the one and only time I approached him about being more than just friends before I realized that

wolfless b**ch was his mate. I had the persuasion powder and even that couldn’t get him to give into lust.

Flashback

I make my way to Hudson’s office. I’ve decided if he is willing to take me as a chosen mate and make me his

queen, I won’t have to follow through with my plan. It only makes sense that our pup will be one of

tremendous power. I’m a powerful witch and he is a Royal Lycan. I knock on the door and push it open.

Hudson lifts his head from his papers and smiles at me at first. Then I watch him take in my outfit and the smile quickly fades.

“Cassandra, why are you dressed like that to come to my office,” he asks. I ignore the irritation I hear in his

voice and shut the door behind me. I’m wearing a white silk nightgown. “I wanted to make a proposal and I

thought you would like it.” He sits back in his chair and motions to the chairs in front of his desk. I want to round the desk and sit in his lap, but instead I take the chair he motioned to. “Hudson, I’ve been thinking. I know that Lycans can live hundreds of years before finding the mate, the goddess destined for them.”

“I know how difficult it is to want that connection but be denied it. My beloved was a wolf who rejected me

because I’m a witch.” I see sympathy flash in his eyes, but I ignore it. “I propose you take me as your chosen

mate. I can bear you many children and, if we are lucky, one might be the next Queen of Werewolves. Imagine

the power we would have. No one would dare come against us. I would be a good mate. I find you handsome

and would enjoy pleasing you, my King.”

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70 He Should Have Said Y

I go to stand intending to round the desk, but a low growl has me retaking my seat. “Hudson” I start to say, but he raises his hand to silence me. “Cassandra, you are a beautiful woman, and I’m flattered that you would even consider becoming my chosen mate, but I’ve found my fated mate. Lorraine is my mate,” he says. He

can’t be serious. The wolfless b**ch who isn’t fit to clean his room is his mate.

“Hudson, I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine how disappointing that must be.” His eyes darken, and I can tell his Lycan is fighting him for control. “Cassandra, I’m not disappointed at all. I already love Lorraine. If it was up to me, my mark would already be on her neck, but she is having a hard time accepting that she is fated to the King. I’m hopeful in time she will accept our bond,” he says.

He can’t be serious. He would rather have a weak fated mate instead of a strong chosen mate. “Hudson, I

mean no disrespect, but what will the kingdom think if you make Lorraine your queen? She doesn’t even have a wolf. Can you imagine the ridicule both of you will endure? She is fragile, Hudson.” He slams his fist down on the desk. “Enough Cassandra,” he says.

“I consider you a friend and an ally, but nothing would ever make me go against the goddess. Lorraine is

appreciate it if you kept this between us until Lorraine is ready to accept our bond,” he says. “Of course, my

king,” I say, standing ready to leave his office. Anger courses through me. How dare he accept that pathetic

he says. I tighten my fist at my side, fighting the urge to turn the pr*ck into a true mutt. “You can tell Augustus that Cassandra is here to see him. I have news of a threat to the council.”

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