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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 looked like something forged - light tempered by fire. The Goddess’s chosen. My Queen. My mate.

And somehow, still the woman I couldn’t stop trying to protect, even when she didn’t want me to.

I’d promised her rest. I knew I should take it too - the council meeting at dawn would need every shred of focus I had. But my mind wouldn’t quiet.

The image of that twisted howl outside the palace still clung to me, the sound too hollow to belong to any living wolf. The air itself had felt wrong. Like the earth was holding its breath.

I turned back toward the bed - and that’s when I saw the sapphire necklace.

It lay where she’d set it earlier, on the bedside table beside a half-drained glass of wine.
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  • The Rejected Queen   108.

    Damon’s POVRayna slept as if the world had stopped spinning. Her hair spilled across the pillow, her lashes trembling against her cheek as though she still dreamed of gods and ruin. I sat at her side, elbows on my knees, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest - counting each breath like a man guarding treasure.The chamber was silent except for the faint crackle of firelight. Outside, the wind whispered through the courtyard, restless but distant. I’d fought wars, buried enemies, faced death more times than I could remember. But nothing had ever undone me like this - watching the woman I loved caught between mortal life and divine damnation.My wolf paced inside me, claws dragging against the edges of my control."You should have stopped her. You should have protected her."“I tried,” I muttered, pressing my palms to my eyes. “You saw what that place was. What she faced.”"Excuses. She bleeds while you sit and do nothing." He barked. "We tear down the world before we let this

  • The Rejected Queen   107.

    Rayna POV Damon’s hand was still on my shoulder when his eyes glazed for a second - the telltale flicker of the mind-link. I could feel the ripple through the bond, his tension coiled like a drawn bow."Lira. Now. Our chambers."The link snapped closed before she could even answer. I touched his wrist. “You shouldn’t sound that scared through the link. She’ll panic.”He gave a humorless snort. “Too late for that.”Moments later, the door burst open. Lira swept in like a storm in healer’s robes, her braid half undone and eyes burning bright. Her power always came with the smell of crushed herbs and metal - sharp and clean, like the promise of rain.“What happened?” she demanded, already at my side before Damon could answer.“I’m fine,” I started, but Lira shot me a glare sharp enough to peel paint.“Don’t even try that. You look like someone drained the sun out of you.” Her fingers hovered just above my skin, and light flickered between us - faint, green-gold tendrils of her magic sea

  • The Rejected Queen   106.

    Rayna POVI woke to the sound of silence.Not the peaceful kind. The kind that hums beneath your skin, heavy and waiting, like the pause before thunder breaks.My eyelids felt weighted with sand. Every time I tried to move, something inside me pulled in the opposite direction - a thread, taut and cold, buried deep under my ribs.The world tilted when I breathed. Silver light flickered behind my eyes.“Easy.” Damon’s voice reached me first - low, rough, and far too steady for how his pulse thundered through the bond. “You’re safe.”Safe. That word again.I wanted to believe him. But beneath the soft sheets and the faint scent of cedar and smoke that clung to him, I could feel something else - the faint echo of the temple. The Goddess’s touch. The wrongness she’d burned into me to make things right.When I turned my head, the room blurred. The moonlight through the window rippled, shifting like it was made of water instead of air.And then I heard her.“You did well.”The voice wasn’t o

  • The Rejected Queen   105.

    Damon POVRayna was cold in my arms. Too cold.Her body felt like marble, her skin kissed by frost. But her pulse - thank the Goddess - still beat, steady and strong, beneath my fingertips.I didn’t think. I just lifted her, holding her tight to my chest, and left the temple behind.The guards at the door straightened when they saw me, eyes wide, but I didn’t stop to explain. The air outside had changed - the night itself felt muted, thick, as if the world was holding its breath.The hum that had haunted the temple was gone. But so was every sound that followed it.No wind. No crickets. Not even the faint heartbeat of the city beyond the walls. Just silence - vast and heavy.Rayna stirred faintly, her head turning against my shoulder. Her eyelashes fluttered, silver catching in the moonlight. “Damon…”“I’ve got you.” My voice came out rough, strained. I didn’t care. “You’re safe now. I swear it.”Her eyes half-opened, distant, like she was listening to something only she could hear.T

  • The Rejected Queen   104.

    Rayna POVThe last note of Nythera’s laughter still clung to the air - thin, sharp, like a needle through my spine - before it vanished.And then, for one heartbeat, there was peace.Then came the pull.Not the gentle tug of a dream or memory - this was a wrenching force, violent and deliberate. The world rippled around me.Damon’s voice broke through, raw and terrified. “Rayna, no! Stay with me. Rayna!”I tried to answer. But my voice didn’t make it past my lips.Everything around me distorted - the temple’s marble walls, the moonlit floor, the air itself bending as though it was made of water. His hands were on my shoulders, grounding me, shaking me, his voice echoing through the thick, drowning distance.“Rayna! Open your eyes. Don’t you dare-” I heard him. But it was fading. Like I was sinking.Light collapsed inward. The world folded. My body fell away. The silver void took me again.No gravity. No sound. Just the vast, endless shimmer. The space between worlds.But this time it

  • The Rejected Queen   103.

    Rayna POVThe first thing I felt was cold. It clung to me like frost, sinking under my skin even though I was sweating. The temple floor was hard beneath me - smooth marble veined with silver light - and someone was shouting my name, voice sharp, frayed with panic.“Rayna- gods, stay with me-” Damon. I knew that voice before I even opened my eyes. The bond trembled, faint but alive, a thread I clung to as I dragged myself back from whatever abyss I’d fallen into.Light flared overhead. Not divine this time, but from the torches Kael must’ve lit. I blinked, gasping as faces swam into view: Damon, crouched beside me, his jaw tight; Kael and Lira behind him, both looking like they’d seen a ghost. Maybe they had.“What happened?” My voice was raw, broken glass and breath. “How long-”“Seconds,” Damon said quickly, but the muscle in his cheek jumped. “You collapsed as soon as you stepped through the arch. Then… everything went to hell.”He glanced toward the temple doors. The air still s

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