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The Rejected Queen 137.
Damon POVCouncilors ducked and shouted as I pulled Rayna against me, turning my body over hers while crystal shards exploded across the chamber like frozen rain.Glass struck my shoulders and my neck, but I barely felt it when they cut the material and skin.Smoke rolled in after the blast - thick, black, choking. This was no magic. It was gun powder. Explosives.My jaw clenched. So that was the game. Not gods. Not curses. This time we had cowards with fire and timing.The outer terrace wall had been ripped open, stone hanging in broken slabs over a widening breach. Cold wind screamed through it, carrying sparks, ash, and the scent of wet fur.Then shapes moved inside the smoke. - Wolves.Some in full beast form, charging low and fast over shattered marble. Others shifted mid-stride, bones cracking, landing on two feet with swords, axes, hooked blades.Raiders. Our own kind. For one sharp second, I hated them more than Nythera. At least monsters don’t pretend to be family.Gasps tore
The Rejected Queen 136.
Damon POVThe second sound shook the chamber hard enough to rattle the silver lanterns overhead. Dust drifted from the carved ceiling. For one suspended heartbeat, no one moved. Then the room erupted. Voices crashed over each other - fear sharpened into outrage, outrage into panic.“The eastern wall!”“No, that came from the north!”“This is because of her-”“We should evacuate the palace!”“Seal the gates!”“Protect the archives!”Of course. Gods forbid the scrolls suffer. My wolf rose inside me, teeth bared. "Pathetic."I agreed.Another impact thundered through the city. This one closer.A crack split one of the crystal windowpanes high above the council ring. Several members flinched like prey animals not the prime wolves they should be.Rayna stood beside me, spine straight, face unreadable - but I felt the pulse of strain through our bond. Beneath her calm was pain. Beneath the pain was power.She was still recovering. And the world had chosen now to test us again. Unfortunate
The Rejected Queen 135.
Rayna POVThe doors opened before I reached them. Damon did something. A quiet flick of his hand, a silent command - and the guards on either side stepped back and opened the door.Of course he didn’t let me walk in unannounced. Not after what I’d survived. Not after what I’d become.The council chamber stretched wide and cold ahead of us. And every single seat was already filled. They were waiting. That alone told me everything.I stepped inside.The sound of the doors closing behind me echoed like a verdict. Silence hit first. Then eyes - watching me. So many of them. Councilors. Alphas. Envoys. Old blood, new blood, all of it staring like I was a fracture in their carefully built world.I didn’t flinch. Didn’t lower my gaze. Didn’t rush. I walked slow and steady. Damon stayed half a step behind me - not because he was controlling me or some royal rule - he was anchoring me. I felt it in the bond. His steady present. Ready to burn the world down if I stumbled.I didn’t intend to,
The Rejected Queen 134.
Rayna POVI should have known he wouldn’t make this easy. But I needed to get up. It's been days since the battle. I was fine. And he knew it. Especially after our last night together. “You’re not leaving this bed.”Damon stood at the foot of it like a wall - arms crossed, expression calm, voice final.I stared at him. “You do realize,” I said slowly, “that I am the Queen.”“Yes,” he replied without missing a beat. “And you’re a Queen who nearly died not so long ago.”I pushed myself up against the pillows, narrowing my eyes. “I feel fine. Really.”“You’re still glowing.” he countered.I blinked. “That’s not exactly a symptom of weakness.”“It’s not exactly reassuring either.”I swung my legs over the side of the bed anyway. The moment my feet touched the floor, he moved.Fast.One step, two - and suddenly he was right there, hands catching my waist before I could take a full step forward. Not rough. Not stopping me completely. Just… reminding me he could.“Rayna.” he warned quietly.
The Rejected Queen 133.
Rayna POV I don’t remember falling asleep. Only warmth.Damon’s arms around me, solid and unyielding even in rest. His chest rising slow and steady beneath my cheek, his heartbeat a quiet rhythm that lulled mine into matching it without effort.For the first time in what felt like forever… there was no fear. No shadows creeping at the edge of my mind. No whisper of Nythera. No pull toward that in-between void. Just him.Even in sleep, Damon didn’t let go.One arm was wrapped tight around my waist, pulling me against him, his hand splayed across my back like he needed constant proof I was still there. The other rested just beneath my neck, fingers curled slightly - protective even in unconsciousness. Maybe a little possessive. But I liked that. It made me feel safe. And only Goddess knew how much I needed this right now. I shifted slightly, and his grip tightened instantly.A low sound left him - not quite a growl, not quite a warning, but something instinctive. His body reacted b
The Rejected Queen 132.
After that last kiss, after the heat and tension and everything that almost tipped over the edge… Damon just stayed there, hovering above me, his breath uneven, his forehead resting against mine.For a moment, neither of us spoke. We just… breathed.His hand slid from my waist to my cheek, slower now. Careful. Like he needed to feel me, not just want me. His thumb brushed under my eye, tracing something invisible there.“You’re here. With me.” he murmured.Not a question. Not quite a statement either. More like he was convincing himself.“I am.” I whispered.His eyes searched mine - really searched, like he was still half-expecting me to slip through his fingers again. Like the memory of me fading was still sitting somewhere in his chest, sharp and fresh.I softened.My hand came up to cover his, pressing it more firmly against my cheek. “Damon… I’m not going anywhere.”Something in him broke then - not loudly, not dramatically. Just a quiet shift. A release.He exhaled, long and heav
The Rejected Queen 91.
Rayna POVHe introduced himself with a calm bow, voice low but steady. “Beta Thalen of the Bloodpine Pack, Your Majesty. My Alpha sends his loyalty and regrets that he could not attend in person.”“Regrets,” Damon murmured, not quite under his breath. “Convenient.”Thalen turned toward him then, un
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Rejected Queen 93.
Damon POVFor a heartbeat, everything was sound and nothing was sight. Screams. The scrape of chairs. The shattering of glass as the hall plunged into pitch black.I pushed Rayna behind me, one hand on the dagger at my belt, the other scanning the bond - her presence bright, pulsing, alive. Thank
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Rejected Queen 95.
Damon POV For a long time after she drifted into sleep, I didn’t move. I watched as she sleeps.The moonlight painted her face in soft silver, catching in her hair where it spilled across the pillow. Even now, when exhaustion had softened every line of her expression, she didn’t look fragile. She
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Rejected Queen 94.
Damon POV The night bled slowly back into order - or something that pretended to be.The fires had been relit, the servants cleared away the shards of glass and overturned chairs, and the shaken guests had been gently herded back into the ballroom. The scent of fear still clung to the air, sharp a
Last Updated : 2026-03-30
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