Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected By One, Claimed By Another: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Chapter Eighty One – Cara's Plan(Cara's POV)I was sitting in my room, staring at the wall, my mind elsewhere.Sophia.The taste of her name was bitter on my tongue.That woman had everything handed to her on a silver platter. The respect, the love, the adoration of the pack. And now. now she would get Damon as well.I clenched my fists.No.I wouldn't let her.Damon was dominant, strong, and powerful—the kind of man who required a woman equal to himself, not some little whiny person who made a fuss over her emotions.If anyone was going to stand at his side, it would be me.Not her.My lips spread into a slow smile.If Sophia wished to be his partner, I'd make her live to regret it.Damon was a man. And men had vulnerabilities.It wouldn't take much to distract him.If he needed someone in his bed, it should be me. If he needed someone to run beside him as his equal, it should be me.I stood up, smoothing my dress, already thinking about how this would go down.I knew just what to d

Chapter Eighty-One: A Dangerous Game Cara's POV The air was heavy with heat and the scent of sweat. My body still vibrated, my skin warm from Damon's touch. I lay next to him, feeling his heartbeat return to normal as he stared at the ceiling. He had been silent for some time now, and I knew why. He was thinking about Sophia. That name made my stomach curl with anger. I hated her. I resented how she had Damon's heart, how he looked at her with so much love and adoration. But tonight, I changed that. Tonight, Damon was mine. I rolled onto my side, resting my head on my hand as I looked at him. His jaw was clenched, his lips folded into a thin line. I could see the guilt fighting inside of him. Too bad for him—I wasn't going to let him regret this. I leaned in and traced my fingers over his chest, my caress soft, taunting. "Promise me something, Damon," I breathed low. His gaze snapped to mine, dark and unfathomable. "What?" I smiled sweetly. "On the day of the mating ceremony,

Chapter Eighty Five: The Calm (Cara's POV)The dim light of a candle cast long shadows on the walls of my room. I brushed my hair in front of my mirror, my lips curved into a slow smile. It was mating ceremony night.A night Sophia believed was hers.How naive.I grasped for a silver chain, tracing the delicate string with my fingers. It was little, but it would have to do. My gown, the one I would wear when Damon said my name and not hers, folded neatly on my bed. It was nowhere as fancy as Sophia's—no one expected that I would need one. But I had arranged things for myself, quietly, in the darkness.Sophia had spent days selecting her dress, staring into the mirror, dreaming about tonight.She actually believed she'd be Luna.But I was aware of better.I softly hummed, getting up and running my hands over my dress. Just as I was going to sit back down, the door to my room exploded open suddenly.Vanessa.I rolled my eyes the moment I set eyes on her. She was boisterous, self-center

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Promise(Cara’s POV)The air buzzed with excitement, and my heart raced in my chest. Tonight was the night—the night Damon would finally choose me, the night everything would fall into place.I stood in the middle of the grand hall, my fingers twisting nervously in front of me. Wolves moved around, making last-minute preparations, their voices blending into a steady hum. My dress, though not as extravagant as Sophia’s, was perfect to me. I had spent so much time preparing for this moment, making sure everything was just right.But none of that mattered now.I needed to see Damon.I bit my lip, my eyes scanning the room for him. He had promised me. He had told me that no matter what happened, I would be the one he chose. I believed him—of course, I did. But I needed to hear it one more time. I needed to see him, to feel him, to know that nothing had changed.I turned my head and spotted Lucas standing near the entrance, his arms crossed over his chest. He was

Chapter Eighty Nine: Shattered(Cara's POV)I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe.Damon had just uttered the words that destroyed me."I choose Sophia Wilson as my mate."The applause in the room was distant, muffled, as if I was drowning in an ocean of betrayal. My heart pounded in my ears, loud and wild, but at the same time, everything inside me had stopped, gone numb.This wasn't happening.It couldn't be happening.My fingers trembled at my sides while I looked at him, praying for him to turn and see me, to tell me that this was some terrible prank.But it wasn't.Sophia's smile glowed with triumph as she approached him, each step slow and measured, as if she wanted to savor the moment. The moment she had won.She had taken everything from me.But no.Damon had given everything to her.My breathing came in harsh, strangled gasps as I fought against the tears burning in my eyes. I wouldn't weep. I wouldn't let them see me weep. Not here. Not in front of him.And t