Chapter 44

Isadora's POV

Leonidas' continuous silence and indecision were starting to get on my nerves, and I couldn't bear the disrespect anymore. I turned my gaze toward Leonidas, my eyes burning with anger and frustration as I stepped forward. "I, Isadora Philip, of the Wild West Pack, reject you, King Leonidas, as my mate."

With those words, I spun around and stormed off the balcony, leaving behind a crowd thrown into chaos. Whispers and murmurs spread like wildfire, and the shock of my rejection reverberated throughout the kingdom.

I left him standing there, dumbfounded, but I had made my choice, and I wasn't going to back down.

"Seize her!" someone ordered, but I didn't bother looking back. I knew I had to get away from that place and quickly. I couldn't bear the crowd's judgment, and I needed some space to process everything.

As I tried to make a run for it, two lycan guards quickly grabbed me from behind, and there was no escaping their strong grip. Panic set in as I realized I was being