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Auteur: Pixie Snow
last update Date de publication: 2025-08-27 22:31:42
Damon POV

Rayna sagged in my arms, her body trembling with exhaustion, her skin still streaked with blood that wasn’t all her own. I laid her on the bed, but the sight of crimson smeared across her throat, her chest, her hands - her claws - lit a growl low in my chest.

She was magnificent. Terrifying. But she was mine. And I couldn’t leave her like this.

“Come.” My voice came out rough, more command than request. “You need the blood off you.”

Her eyes fluttered open, silver faint at the
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  • The Rejected Queen   145.

    Damon POVThe room around us was barely recognizable now. The mirror - gone. The walls fractured, veins of silver light burned into stone where her power had struck. The air still hummed faintly, like the echo of something that didn’t belong here had left its fingerprints behind.But it was gone. For now. I knew it the same way I knew the rhythm of her heartbeat - something like that - something that could learn - didn’t retreat without remembering the way out or in.“She’s still out there,” my wolf said quietly.“I know.”Rayna shifted slightly in my arms. I felt it before I saw it - the moment she gathered herself, pushing past exhaustion the way she always did. - Stubborn. Unbreakable. Dangerous.She lifted her head just enough to look at me. Her eyes were still threaded with silver, softer now, but not gone.“You felt that too,” she murmured. It wasn’t a question.“Yes.” I confirmed.Her gaze dropped briefly - to my chest, to the place where the bond pulsed between us - and then l

  • The Rejected Queen   144.

    Damon POVSomething else was wrong. Not only outside the walls. Not only in the forest. Not only in the figures standing too still at the edge of the world like they were waiting for permission to breathe.Inside.I felt it through the bond. Sharp sting of something... wrong. Too close.My head snapped toward the palace before the thought fully formed.“Damon?” Garrick said.I was already moving. “Lock the gates,” I barked. “No one in. No one out.”He didn’t argue. That alone told me he felt it too. “What is it?” he called after me.“Inside.”That was enough. I didn’t wait for him. Didn’t wait for guards. Didn’t wait for anything.I ran.The corridors blurred. Stone. Lamps. Shadows stretching too long against the walls. My wolf was fully awake now. Deadly quiet. Focused in a way I hadn’t felt since the night everything burned.“She’s in danger.”“I know.”“You left her.”“I know.”The bond pulsed again. Harder. Like something pressing against it from the other side. Not breaking it. T

  • The Rejected Queen   143.

    Rayna POVThe room felt different the moment he left. Damon didn’t leave silence and hollow behind - he left presence. It lingered in the air, in the sheets, in the way my body still remembered his hands like heat pressed into skin.I exhaled slowly and pressed my palm flat against my chest. Rythm of my heart was steady. Alive.Fine. I was fine. “Just nerves,” I murmured to myself. The words sounded thin even in my own ears.I moved away from the balcony, letting the material slip tighter around me as I crossed the room. The floor was cool beneath my bare feet, grounding. Real.Everything was real. The war was over. The city was standing. He was alive. I was-A flicker showed up. Sharp. But in instant it was gone.I froze.I didn't felt pain. Not exactly. More like
 something brushing against the edge of my awareness. Testing it. Like a thought that didn’t belong to me.My breath slowed. Careful now. I told myself. I reached inward. Toward the bond. Toward the place where the Goddes

  • The Rejected Queen   142.

    Damon POVI didn’t believe her. Not for a second.“I think it passed.”Nothing like that just passes. Not when it hits through the bond like a blade between ribs. But I didn’t push. Not yet.She was watching me too closely. Measuring. Waiting to see if I would turn this into a command instead of a conversation.Smart. Annoying. Woman."Mine." My wolf joined the conversation.I exhaled slowly, forcing my shoulders to loosen. “Alright,” I said.Her brow lifted slightly. She didn’t buy it either. Good. At least we were both honest about the lie.The silence stretched for a moment - not tense, not quite easy either. Something in between. Unfinished. My gaze dropped briefly to her mouth. Still slightly parted. Still remembering my lips.Bad timing. Very bad timing.But apparently, neither of us had learned anything from almost dying.I stepped closer again. “Just nerves?” I repeated quietly.She nodded, though there was a flicker of hesitation. “Probably.”I hummed low in my throat. “Right

  • The Rejected Queen   141.

    Rayna POVThe city didn’t sleep. Even hours after the coronation, the streets below still shimmered with candlelight - soft, flickering gold against stone still scarred from battle. No shouting. No chaos. Just
 breath. Relief settling into bones that had been braced too long.I stood at the balcony, wrapped in Damon’s cloak. It was too big, too heavy - and it smelled like him. Smoke. Steel. Something darker underneath. Something that was mine. Perfect.Cold air brushed my skin, but I barely felt it. For the first time since the war began everything was quiet.Too quiet. I couldn't get out the feeling that something was hanging above us. I just couldn't catch it yet.The doors behind me opened. “You’re supposed to be resting.”His voice was lower now. Roughened by everything we’d survived today.I didn’t turn. “You’re supposed to be ruling,” I replied with a smirk.A pause. Then his steps crossed the room - slow, deliberate, grounding. I felt them before I heard them. Always did.His h

  • The Rejected Queen   140.

    Rayna POVThe silence inside the ruined council chamber didn’t last. It never does after scene like that. Outside, the city kept chanting. It wasn’t chaos anymore. It had shape now. Rhythm. Intent. A living tide pressing against the palace walls.Damon’s hand was still wrapped around mine. Warm. Steady. Anchoring in a way that made my ribs finally remember they were supposed to breathe.He hadn’t said anything since the servant spoke. That alone told me everything.Kings usually don’t need time to process being named. They pretend they expected it. Damon didn’t pretend. He just
 listened. Like he was hearing something far louder than the city outside. Something older.He finally exhaled. “Rayna,” he said quietly.I looked up at him. His eyes were different now. Not softer, as I expected. Strangely sharper.Focused inward and outward at the same time, like he was standing on the edge of a decision that would change the shape of everything after it.“They’re wrong,” he said.I raised a

  • The Rejected Queen   78.

    Rayna’s POVThe week bled past in a blur.The palace no longer echoed with emptiness; guards now stood posted at every door and hall, their armor catching the light like quiet stars. The courtyards were alive with movement - servants carrying crates, scribes settling into their offices, warriors sh

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  • The Rejected Queen   81.

    Rayna POV “And this curse
” My voice wavered. “I thought I broke it.”Wendrah’s gaze softened, almost motherly. For the first time since I had known her, she looked tired. “No, child. It only changed the form.”Before I could reach for her, before I could demand more—her glow faltered all at once,

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  • The Rejected Queen   83.

    Rayna’s POVThe palace corridors felt longer in the dark, each step back toward our chambers heavier than the last. My mind was a storm - Wendrah’s fading face, Lira’s merciless truth, the echo of words I wasn’t ready to carry.By the time I pushed the chamber door open, the fire had burned low, sh

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  • The Rejected Queen   82

    Rayna’s POVSleep never came.I lay beside Damon, listening to his steady breathing, feeling the warmth of him pressed against my back, and still my mind wouldn’t still. Wendrah’s words clawed through me, each one a splinter under skin. It only changed the form.When his arm loosened in sleep, I sl

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