All Chapters of Reborn as the Unwanted Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

INDY Her reaction was understandable. Rome and I had been engaged for three months. She came to the house a month ago, and I had been tormenting her ever since. I stepped back and placed the peaches on her bed. “Open your eyes,” I said softly. “I’m not going to hurt you.” She slowly opened her eyes; however, there was still fear in them. She was clutching the covers tightly, and she didn’t move an inch. “What are these, Lady Lucindabella?” “Indy.” She looked confused. “Just call me Indy from now on.” “Indy…,” she muttered, then she quickly covered her mouth, appearing scared about the implications. “I’m sorry, Lady Lucindabella.” “It’s okay,” I sighed. She’s really innocent. “If you’re not comfortable with just Indy, call me Lady Indy instead. The other name makes me feel too proper,” I whispered the latter statement. Then, I cleared my throat, steering us back to the main topic. “I’ll peel you one.” I grabbed a fruit from the bag and made my way to the sink. O

INDY Thank goodness Soren’s attention has been diverted. A small smile appeared on my lips because I could actually change the story. "What are you smiling like that for?” I turned to the side and saw Rome looking at me with a suspicious expression. I puffed some air into my cheeks and looked out of the window. There was something else wrong, though. Instead of Rome staying with Clara in the hospital, he was with me inside his car—again. “Why are you even curious?” I muttered. “I swear, Lucinda. Are you going to do this every time you do something wrong?” I sighed and faced him again. “I’m telling you the truth. I didn’t know Clara was allergic to peaches. It’s not like anyone would know. Ask Mr. Gerald! He was the one who introduced Clara to the house.” The driver coughed, patting his chest. “I wasn’t aware of the allergy, too, Alpha.” “See?” I muttered. “I’m being serious.” He sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. “You have your ways. Mr. Gerald found Cla

INDY I was in the hallway, right where a large window was placed. A book about werewolves was perched on my lap as I sat on the thick edge of the pane. It was a book about werewolf heats, and it was making my head ache. Fortunately, heats only affected Alphas and Omegas. Betas were still fertile, but they didn’t go through the usual cycle. They also smelled their mate’s scent but were not keen on anyone else’s. It was clear that the Moon Goddess wrote Alphas and Omegas to become destined for one another. Why did I have to get stuck with an Alpha? My wolf grumbled inside me, and I pursed my lips. Right—I was the one who wrote this story. I closed the book and was about to head down to the kitchen to grab a snack when I saw Rome’s car pulling up to the driveway. For some reason, I was rooted to my spot, watching as the black car came to a halt. Rome was the one who came out first. Then, he went to the passenger seat and opened the door for another person. Clara emerged, smiling

INDYAfter yesterday, it felt like a huge boulder was lifted off my shoulders. I left the dining room after that and had a deep sleep. Now, it was morning, and I was ready to greet the beautiful day. However, the moment I opened the curtains, the skies were dark, and the rain was heavy. “Oh,” I muttered, but didn’t let that deter me! This was going to be a good day. However, the moment I opened the door, I felt like I was being jinxed. Rome was waiting there with a heated expression, his gaze dropping to my body. That was when I realized what I was wearing. A silk night gown with lacy elements. Lucinda didn’t have any normal pajamas left, so I wore the first thing I saw. It turned out to be this. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and the shorts left no room for imagination. It was basically underwear with how short it was. I quickly tried to close the door, but Rome’s foot caught it at the last second. My eyes widened as he pushed the door open and began walking toward me, his gaze unwaver

ROME I already wanted this event to end, even though it hadn’t even started. Celebrating my birthday was one thing. It was already ridiculous how I still had to hold such a huge party at 26 years old. However, it was the price that came with being the Prince of Algard. However, the thing that was making me even more frustrated about this celebration was the announcement of my engagement with Lucinda—or Indy as she would like to be called now. She was acting really strange. She always tried to take my attention in every way and at any second, but now, it felt like I was being deceived. My expression turned more stoic. It felt like I was being played. However, my wolf begged to differ. I thought he was used to me hating Lucinda already, but he hadn’t felt her wolf in three days, so he was being restless. I looked out of the window and already saw the seats filling up with pack leaders and their delegations. Algard had more than a hundred packs, with an average of fifty members ea