《Four Times Rejected, Destined for The Throne》全部章節：第 51 章 - 第 60 章

Unnecessary to say that I floated into the office the next morning like a balloon caught in a breeze. The physical remnants of my encounter with the Hawk were nothing compared to the quiet confidence that radiated from within me. My head was high, my heart light.The world felt not just manageable, but beautifully conquerable. I sat down at my desk with a kind of private triumph, a silent vow that the night had made me stronger, more resilient. Even the dullest paperwork felt like a steppingstone to greatness. I could handle anything today. Whatever landed on my desk, I’d crush it. The update on the upcoming extravagant Lunar Gala in Blue Moon was already waiting for me, a thick file neatly stacked and clipped. I reached for it, flipping through the pages with ease. Everything looked tight—on budget, well-organized, and the designs were categorized with care. I nodded to myself, pleased.B

“Have you completed the task I gave you, Jax?” I sat beside my Beta in the car as we drove at high speed toward the private airstrip. The night was still young, and I reveled in the sultry breeze that flowed through the open windows. There was no need for air conditioning when nature provided such perfection. The rush of wind across my face was a welcome distraction from the gravity of my impending schemes, but my focus remained sharp. I felt the familiar sound of the Maserati’s powerful engine beneath me, a perfect counterpoint to the quiet, simmering rage I could feel radiating from the back seat. “Yes, Alpha,” Jax replied calm and professional. “You paid a high price for it. There were two other competitors, but your bid was irresistible to the owner.” As he spoke, he handed me a portfolio containing the deed to an exquisite villa, a perfect home for my mate. The acquisition had taken longer than I want

Anna’s Point of View “Girl, that was heavy. You rejected your mate and beat him up. That’s… not a typical first date.” Carefully, I leaned toward Amy’s face, still buried against my shoulder. Her skin was clammy, her breath shallow and uneven, and the pain of rejection etched itself into every line of her expression. Her eyes, when they flickered up to meet mine, were glassy with unshed tears, haunted, hollow. I recognized that look too well.I had felt it myself once, the severing of a bond with an Alpha. It wasn’t just heartbreak. It was annihilation. A brutal, soul-deep rupture that left you gasping for air, clawing at the emptiness inside. It wouldn’t fade but it just calcified. Became part of you. I swallowed hard, the memory clawing its way up my throat. That kind of pain didn’t just stayed, it rewrote you. Amy shuddered violently, her fingers curling into the fabric o

“Where have you been these past few days?” I whispered, my lips grazing the edge of his ear. The question wasn't a rebuke, but a confession laced with longing. “I missed you.” And it wasn’t just a line. Since that night —our night— I hadn’t been the same. The memory of his touch haunted me in quiet moments, slipping into my thoughts during meetings, distracting me mid-sentence. The Hawk had left a mark on me, one I couldn’t scrub away. My body remembered the heat, the strength, the raw power of him, but worse, my soul did too. It was a constant ache, a feeling of incompleteness when he wasn’t near. He chuckled softly, the sound a low, causing an intimate vibe against my ear that sent a shiver through my body. “You’ve been living rent-free in my head, Princess,” he replied with a warm caress. “I missed you too. But we’ll have more time together soon. For now, focus on your career. There will

It was time to make my presence known.I stretched languidly, feigning a loud yawn, and slowly opened my eyes. The light from the window was soft, filtering through the sheers and casting a gentle glow on the room. It was a beautiful, peaceful morning, a stark contrast to the emotional undercurrent I had just detected. “Hey, what is all this noise so early in the morning? You both sound like you’re in a club. What’s all the commotion about?” I asked, my voice still a little husky from sleep. I watched their faces carefully, noting the subtle shift. They both forced a smile that did not reach their eyes, a fragile façade they hoped would hold up to scrutiny. The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Amy, knowing she was a terrible liar, quickly shifted the attention to me. Her voice, though still tinged with relief at my waking, carried a light, cheerful tone I kne