All Chapters of Reborn as the Unwanted Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

INDY I heard whispers erupting the moment I went out of the mansion. It seemed the crowd was talking about “someone” being beautiful. I looked around and found some of their gazes on me. I smiled and bowed respectfully, leaving them looking a bit stunned. However, once again, I ignored it. They must have seen Clara already! That girl was a stunner in the gown I gave her. Poppy was near the drinks bar, arranging some of the decor. The two of us had gotten closer when she was helping me get dressed. She knew a lot about styling and makeup, and our personalities were a good match. “Poppy,” I greeted. She turned around, wearing a muted yellow dress, and smiled. “Damn. You look even better under this light.” I frowned slightly. “What do you mean?” She smirked. “I always thought you were pretty, but you hid yourself under atrocious clothes and heavy makeup. Seeing you in this light is doing you wonders. Everyone is looking at you.” Raising a brow, I looked around discreetly. It was t

ROME The two families stood on the stage, arranged the way tradition demanded—Windsors to the right, Pendragons to the left. Power beside power. Obligation beside obligation. In just a few minutes, my fate was meant to be sealed. My fists clenched inside my pockets as my father addressed the crowd. He spoke of numbers and futures, of dwindling birth rates and alliances between packs. But I knew what this was really about.Me.“We encourage everyone to interact with neighboring packs and see if your members are a good match,” he said. “Despite pregnancy rates being low last year, I have great hopes for the new year.”A polite murmur rippled through the crowd.Then my father glanced at me and gave a final nod.“With that,” he said, “my son has something to announce.”I exhaled slowly and stepped forward—Only to be stopped by a tingling, electric flare in my stomach.Sparks.I looked down, startled, and saw Lucinda’s arm stretched out in front of me, palm open against my chest. “Min

INDY Oh no.That was my first thought when I realized what my brain was doing.With him on top of me like this, almost like he was pleading, he looked quite… cute. He didn’t look like the man who would remove my fingernails one by one and leave me bleeding out in the cold. He appeared like my dream man, staring at me with those wide, searching eyes, stripped of disdain and cruelty. Cute.I snapped back into myself before I could spiral further. Nope.Absolutely not.All of this was happening because he ingested the drug. None of this was real. Before I could second-guess myself again, I shoved the pill into his mouth and clamped my hand over it, pressing his jaw shut.“Swallow,” I ordered.He glared at me, but his throat bobbed a second later.Only then did I sag in relief, my shoulders finally dropping as I exhaled a shaky breath. My pulse was still racing, but at least I had finally put an end to it. It wasn’t an injected suppressant, so it would take at least fifteen minutes b

INDY The room was filled with the mix of our scents. It enveloped me, stealing the strength from my limbs, leaving me pliable and weak.Rome’s eyes raked over my body. “Loose enough for me,” he rumbled. “In fact, you didn’t need all that prepping because you’ve done this before.”My eyes flew to his. Did he still believe in that narrative? He couldn’t even get his fingers inside me without struggling a while ago! Yet, despite the harshness of his words, his movements were somehow… tender. His large hands moved with gentleness. He spread my legs wider, his thumbs tracing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, sending shivers through me that were both pleasure and apprehension. He leaned in, his breath warm against my ear, and whispered, “Tell me if it hurts.”I frowned, watching him, trying to decipher his complex emotions. He looked so concentrated, his brow furrowed. My mind, which was already a mess, struggled to process his actions. I’d never felt like this before, never been pr

ROME“What’s gotten your mind in a twist?” I turned to the side and saw Nikolai standing just outside the ring, a towel slung over one shoulder, and boxing pads already on his hands. “You’re late,” I said, watching as he made his way up. He smirked. “Take a chill pill. I’m here despite this raging hangover.” I sighed, shaking my head. Nikolai—my sparring partner and cousin. He was from my mother’s side and despite having such a blunt mouth, he was someone I felt relaxed with. “Ready?” I asked. He slapped the pads together before facing me. “Ready as I’ll ever be.” With that, I began punching the pads on his hands again and again, the sound echoing in the spacious gym. “Hey—ouch!” Nikolai barked as he stepped forward and caught one of my wild swings on his padded arm. “Chill, man. You’re overestimating my power. I’m not royal blood like you. I only got the scary reputation by association because of Auntie.”I clicked my tongue, breathing hard. “Suck it up.”I swung again. Hard