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Jade
“I, Carter Skyton, reject you, Jade Williams, as my mate and future Luna.” The words echoed off the high stone walls of the Skyton Pack Hall, turning the air to ice. I froze in the middle of the crowded room. My breathing stopped. For a terrible, desperate second, I thought I must have misheard him. Around us, the hall fell completely silent. Every warrior, elder, and pack member stood glued to their spots. Hundreds of eyes stared at the stage. Everyone had gathered tonight expecting to see Carter officially claim me. I am the Beta’s daughter. We had been betrothed since we were children. I had spent my whole life training for this, learning protocol, and preparing to stand beside Carter as his Luna. Over the last few years, Carter had grown distant and cold, but I never imagined he would pull the rug out from under me like this. Not here. Not in front of everyone. Then the pain hit. The mate bond tore apart inside my chest with a physical violence that made my vision blur. It felt like someone had thrust a burning blade into my ribs and twisted it. My knees buckled. I clutched my chest, gasping for air, desperately struggling to remain standing. Carter just watched me. His eyes were totally empty. No warmth, no regret, no sympathy. “Alpha Carter, what is the meaning of this?” Elder Thomas shouted, stepping forward from the crowd. “Jade is your fated mate and the daughter of our Beta! The agreement between your families has stood since you two were children!” “I will not honor that agreement,” Carter said, his voice hard as steel. “Why?” Elder Thomas demanded, his voice shaking with anger. “Give this Council a reason!” Carter slowly turned his eyes toward me. He looked down at my body, his face twisted in pure disgust. “Because I cannot have a Luna who is this fat.” A collective gasp rippled through the hall, followed by a sickening wave of quiet. I felt every single eye in the room turn toward my body. The heat burned my skin. A few young wolves near the front covered their mouths and giggled. Whispers broke out like wildfire, people muttering that Carter was finally just saying out loud what everyone had been thinking all along. “A Luna must be beautiful, graceful, and worthy of standing beside an Alpha,” Carter continued, making sure his voice carried to the back of the room. “Look at her. She embarrasses me every time she steps out in public. She has never even bothered to lose weight, despite knowing she was meant to lead this pack.” Shame flooded my throat, thick and choking. “Carter, please...” I tried to defend myself. “I tried, I—” “Silence,” he cut me off coldly. He didn't let me finish. “I have already chosen a woman worthy of the title.” He turned toward the side entrance and held out his hand. The crowd parted, and my younger sister, Janet, stepped forward. She wore a tight, beautiful dress that showed off every curve of her slender waist. She walked slowly, her head held high. She didn't look surprised at all. Carter reached out and took Janet’s hand, pulling her against his side. “Janet will be my chosen mate and the next Luna of Skyton.” My chest heaved. The way Carter touched her, the casual, familiar way his hand rested on the small of her back shot a terrible truth through my mind. This wasn't something that had just happened tonight. They had been secretly seeing each other behind my back for months. Maybe longer. “Janet?” My voice cracked. “How long? How long have you been seeing him?” Janet lowered her eyes, putting on a sweet, fake expression of guilt. “I'm sorry, Jade... but Carter needs a woman who actually suits his position. You should have known he could never be satisfied with someone like you.” Cruel laughter erupted across the hall. “Look at the two of them, Carter made the right choice.” “The rejected fat Luna...” “Janet was always the prettier sister anyway.” The insults battered against me like stones. In utter desperation, I looked out into the crowd for my parents. I looked at my father, the Beta of this pack, begging him with my eyes to step in and stop this humiliation. My father looked away. He kept his mouth shut, too afraid of challenging the future Alpha to defend his own daughter. Elder Thomas cleared his throat, his face grim. “By Skyton Pack tradition, a female rejected by the Alpha heir cannot remain on pack territory once he selects a new mate. Her presence is a threat to the new Luna.” Carter looked down at me one last time. “You have until sunrise to pack your things and leave Skyton territory.” “No...” Panic seized my throat. “Carter, please! Don't exile me. This is the only home I've ever known!” “Be grateful I am allowing you to leave alive,” Carter said coldly. “Now get out.” Tears blinded my eyes. Unable to take another second of the pointing fingers and snickering, I turned and ran out of the hall. I ran all the way back to my family’s house, my chest heaving, tears streaming down my face. I slammed the front door behind me and collapsed against the wall, sobbing. I just wanted my mother. I needed her to hold me, to tell me everything was going to be okay. Footsteps hurried down the hall. My mother came into view, but she wasn't looking at me with pity. Her face was flushed with excitement. “Mom...” I choked out, reaching for her. “Carter rejected me. He banished me...” “I know,” my mother said, stepping back so I couldn't touch her. “I just heard. Janet is going to be Luna! Do you have any idea what this means for our family’s standing?” I stared at her, horrified. “How can you support her after what she did to me? She stole my mate!” My mother crossed her arms and sighed, looking at me with cold disappointment. “I warned you, Jade. I warned you about your weight a hundred times. Every single time I asked you to diet, or exercise, or try to look more like a proper Luna, you complained. Carter's decision is painful, but it is completely understandable.” The blood drained from my face. “Did you know?” I whispered. “Did you and Dad know he was going to reject me tonight?” My mother went silent. She looked away, refusing to answer. Her silence was a slap across my face. They knew. My own parents had sent me into that hall tonight knowing I was going to be publicly destroyed, all so Janet could take my place and keep our family in power. My father walked into the house then, his face dark. “Don't cause a scene, Jade. Janet becoming Luna secures our family’s position in this pack for another generation. We can't let your bitterness ruin this.” They had traded me away. They had chosen power over their own daughter. “Pack your things,” my mother ordered quietly. “Leave before sunrise like the Alpha said. Don't make this any harder on us than it already is.” Dragging my feet, I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Every step felt like walking on broken glass. I pulled a small duffel bag from my closet and began throwing clothes inside, my hands trembling so hard I could barely grip the fabric. A quiet knock sounded at my open door. I turned around and saw Janet leaning against the doorframe. She had already taken off her heels, looking completely relaxed. “I came to make sure you were packing,” Janet said smoothly. “We don't want you causing any trouble on your way out.” I clutched a sweater to my chest, my teeth grinding together. “Why, Janet? Why did you do this to me? Why did you steal Carter?” Janet smirked. She pushed off the doorframe and walked slowly toward me, her eyes shining with pure malice. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered: “Carter didn’t start hating your body on his own, Jade. I made sure he did.”JadeThe ink across the header was still fresh enough to smudge.Jade Williams.I snatched the thick parchment off my blotter, my heart hammering a furious tempo against my ribs as I spun toward the municipal archive doors."Lena!" I called out, marching into the front intake hall where my maid was sorting linen inventory logs. I thrust the housing deed petition beneath her nose. "Did you do this? Did you bribe one of the residential scribes?"Lena blinked down at the bold script, her brow knotting in genuine confusion. "Bribe a scribe with what coin, Lady Jade? I’ve been inventorying winter fleece since sunrise. What is that?""It’s an official housing petition," I whispered, scanning the neat columns of property assessments. "For a two-bedroom stone cottage on the southern slope. The filing fees are already stamped as paid in full."Lena’s jaw dropped, her eyes lighting up with sudden, conspiratorial delight. "Did King Aster—""No," a dry, crackling voice interrupted from the doorwa
JadeThe palace keep, with its grand marble colonnades and vaulted ceilings, had begun to feel like an ornate gilded cage.Every corridor carried the ghost of an encounter—Aster’s gentle, undemanding smiles on one side, and Asher’s suffocating, glacial silences on the other. Caught between the brother who was patiently courting me and the brother who had warned me not to become anything to him, I felt my identity blurring at the edges again.I refused to let that happen.I had not dragged myself through the freezing slush of the Free Man’s Land just to trade one Alpha’s definition of my worth for another’s. If I was going to exist in the Royal Pack, it would not be as Aster’s prospective Luna or as Asher’s administrative thorn.It would be as Jade.On Monday morning, I bypassed the royal council chambers entirely and marched directly into Master Vance’s cluttered office in the lower welfare wing."I need more responsibility, Master Vance," I announced without preamble, setting my satc
AsherHell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was an impeccably polite she-wolf with ice in her veins and an ink-stained ledger in her hands.For three days, I lived inside the exact reality I had demanded.Jade did not slam doors. She did not raise her voice, she did not corner me in the archives, and she certainly did not tilt her chin up to call me Your Grumpy Majesty. She had stripped away every trace of warmth, every hint of teasing defiance, and replaced it with a polished, impenetrable wall of royal court etiquette."Good morning, Your Majesty," she said when we crossed paths in the colonnade on Tuesday, dipping into a flawless, mechanical curtsy without pausing her stride. Her dark eyes swept over the brass buttons of my coat, never once rising to meet my face."Your Majesty," she murmured on Wednesday, stepping two paces to the side so I could pass through the double doors of the council chamber, keeping her hands tucked demurely inside the sleeves of her plum dress.W
JadeThe words struck like an iron mallet against bare glass.You are my brother’s woman, Jade. Stop trying to become something to me too.The heavy silence that followed was suffocating, thick with the sound of the crackling hearth and the rapid, jagged rhythm of my own pulse. The air seemed to vanish from the room, leaving me lightheaded and hollow.I stood paralyzed before the obsidian desk, staring up at Asher’s rigid, towering frame.Of all the cruelties I had braced myself for—criticisms of my logistics manifests, complaints about my presence in the archives, even another cold dismissal of my background—nothing had prepared me for the sheer, venomous presumption of that statement.What cut the deepest, carving through every defense I had rebuilt over the last two months, was the ugly assumption beneath it.I had never asked him for romance. I had never flirted with him, never hinted at an illicit attraction, never tried to wedge myself between the Twin Kings. When I bought that
AsherThe image of her swollen, flushed lips was burned into the back of my eyelids.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her standing beneath the torchlight in the gallery—breathless, radiant, carrying my twin brother’s scent like an invisible garland around her throat.Aster kissed her.The realization sat in my gut like molten lead, heavy, toxic, and burning through every wall I had painstakingly erected. It was one thing to know Aster was courting her from a respectful distance; it was an entirely different torment to know that their mouths had met, that she had yielded to him, and that the future I had dreaded was steadily locking into place.My feelings had metastasized into something rotten, dangerous, and utterly intolerable. To look at Jade with longing while my brother was building a life with her was not just weakness—it was treason. It was a filthy, cowardly betrayal of the only family I had left in this world.I had to excise the rot before it destroyed us all.I threw myse
AsterThe conservatory terrace in the palace’s southern glasshouse was one of the few places where the mountain chill couldn't reach. Heated by underground thermal flues and lit by lanterns floating inside glass globes, it smelled of crushed mint, blooming night-orchids, and damp earth.I pulled back the wrought-iron chair for Jade, smiling as she smoothed down the dark plum wool of her dress.Over the weeks since we first walked in the gardens, the change in her was nothing short of breathtaking. When she had first arrived in this territory, she had carried herself like a cornered wolf—shoulders hunched inward, chin defensively high, bracing for the inevitable strike. Tonight, she sat across the small candlelit table with an easy, radiant grace. She laughed freely at my stories, sampled the roasted duck and spiced plums without hesitation, and spoke with the steady assurance of a woman who knew her place in the world was entirely earned."You look stunning tonight, Jade," I said, lea







