Lahat ng Kabanata ng REBIRTH: My Forbidden Entanglement : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

ODESSA’S POVBefore I could get a chance to ask Miriyam what in the world she was talking about, the feast began. My father was calling me over to his side, several golden trays of different meals were being passed around, light music drifted in the air as some dancers entertained the guests. All through the banquet, my gaze would drift to Kaiden’s only to find him already staring at me. The King wasn't even hiding it, he was blatantly ogling me with his eyes. “So, remember your promise, you have to introduce that man to me tonight.” My father leaned over to my side and whispered. “Seriously? Are you never going to let it go?” I asked, giving him my side eye. “Not until I see him.” My dad grinned and scooped some sauce with his hot steaming crab fish. I shook my head and looked down at the covered tray in front of me. My stomach grumbled in hunger and I uncovered the tray. Right there, my favourite foods were staring at me, slices of rolled potato and banana pancake with omelette

ODESSA’S POV“Of course not. I don't agree to the marriage until I'm convinced that he is worthy of you. But he is your mate, I can't take you away from him. I'll be going back home alone.” He smiled and raised his hands to pat my hair. “Now I understand why you haven't written or visited home ever since you came here.” “I'm sorry, Father. I didn't mean to neglect you.” “You didn't neglect me. A woman's home is with her mate. Your mom never went back home after she met me. It would have been a different case if she was home sick, but she wasn't. Because she found her peace and joy with me. It's the same for you with the King, and now, you have another addition to your family.” I smiled as I stared at my father placing my arm around my tummy, his hands against mine. “Be safe my child, and take care of yourself and your little one.” My throat was clogged with a lump as I tried to stop the tears from flowing. “I'll miss you, Father.” “And I'll miss you, dear. Remember to visit once

ODESSA’S POV“A whore?” I questioned, turning on my heels to see two pairs of eyes, brown and a bland colour of green, glaring at me. “I have to commend your audacity. Referring to your future Queen as a whore takes a lot of guts.” I smiled innocently, “Future Queen? Really? You think the Lycans will accept a non-shifting wolf with mediocre powers as their Queen? Puh-lease.” “Mediocre?” I raised an eyebrow, my palm raised, a dancing wave of fire and water suspending above it, not touching, not mixing, justaintainijg a perfect rhythm, “You call this mediocre? Don't make me laugh.” “Is that why you refused me? Because you were mated to my father? If you wanted to be Queen so bad, I could have made you Queen! You didn't have to accept that stupid mate bond just because you want to be Queen.” Victor yelled, the throbbing veins at the side of his head were more expressive to the eyes. My gaze drifted to Eira, “Did you hear that? Your husband was trying to make me his when he's already

AUTHOR’S POVThe next day, Eira found her way to Victor’s bedroom. As soon as she woke up that morning, she'd decided to put her anger and pride aside. There was only one way to put herself up there, on that throne, and that was through Victor. Odessa already ruined her plans in their past life, Eira wouldn't let her come between her and her goal this time around. And since it meant eliminating Odessa out of the picture, Eira was going to need a scapegoat.When she got to Victor’s bedroom, the door opened up before she could even raise her hand to knock. “Princess Eira, please come in.” Victor’s guard bowed, moving aside to give her space for entry. Eira walked in and her gaze narrowed at the breakfast set up close to the bed, Victor standing there with a bouquet of baby roses in his hands. “What is all this?” Eira asked, her hands gesturing at the set-up. “It's our breakfast. Come.” Victor walked up to her, gently held her hands and ushered her deeper into his bedroom, before gen

AUTHOR’S POVEira stood at the edge of the balcony on the top floor, her gaze fixed on the happy princess dancing and drifting around on the ground floor, envy and jealousy bubbling deep within her as she stared at Odessa. The princess looked more radiant, more cheerful, her skin was glowing and the last time Eira had come in contact with her, she couldn't help but admit that the Princess was looking very beautiful, almost adorable in a way as her cheeks became rounder and her body structure was starting to change. Eira looked down at her own baby bump that was ready to explode at any time and looked down at Odessa which was still very flat, maybe there was a little bump, but Eira would know as Odessa was starting to wear clothes that were a bit free around the waist. Eira’s hands gripped the railing of the balcony as she seethed with rage, her jaw grinding in anger. An evil plan has cooked in her mind overnight, and no matter what the outcome would be, it was a win-win for her.