Burned By My Ex, Reborn As His King's Mate 소설 & 이야기

“I’m not just Seraphina Luminara, the person you know now. I lived before… in another life.” Kaelos’s brow furrowed. “Another life?” I nodded slowly, trying to hold back tears. “Yes. I… was reborn. In my first life, when I married Darius.” That name alone made Kaelos tense up. I could feel the change in his aura, from warm to stiff. But I kept talking, even though my voice broke. “On our wedding night... he killed me. He burned my body alive. The fire... was the last thing I felt before everything went dark.”

Damian, the rogue king. “Happy birthday, Fireball. I know we've been apart for a year but I hope you are having the best life. I hope this birthday is a memorable one for you and hope you like my gift. Safe delivery, princess. Love, Damon.” My eyes watered as I read it over and over again. If only he were here… If only things worked out between us. I checked the contents of the envelope and found a customized infinity necklace. My insides were overwhelmed with emotions. This was the first real gift I've received today. And to think it was from my ex.

It had become a painful ritual ever since I got this second chance. After I married Warren in my previous life, a pain that was already deep only grew worse. Megan had been deeply wronged, and then came Alice, Warren’s mother, who despised her even more. And me? To become the perfect wife, Warren expected, I deliberately ignored Megan’s suffering. I watched her in silence as she endured Alice and Warren’s cruelty, and I did nothing.

I thought she was thinking I hate her when she continued. " You were with him behind my back but that wasn't enough for you wasn't it, you had to make me your unknowing surrogate. As if that wasn't cruel enough you gloat to me on my death bed." Tears are sliding down her face as she whispers the words that shatter and reinforce my world. She is describing what happened to her in our past life, that means she is also reborn but also that of all the things that happened to her in her past life, the betrayal that came from Vivian crushed her the most.

I was his by choice. That night, there were no contracts. There were no Vances or Morettis. There were only two survivors, clinging to each other as the world outside began to burn. In the eyes of the underworld, the Matrimonium was complete. I was no longer the girl who ran from the fire; I was the woman who had walked into the flames to claim her king.

His hug felt suffocating, and his words made my heart ache for a reason I've caused him. “No way… do you still have feelings of love for that bastard Alpha King? Is what happened in the hunting area not just an act, but you are for real?" I took a deep breath, turned my body slightly, and then cupped his cheeks. “Rohan, listen to me, hmm?” With a crumple on his face and a pleading look, he mumbled. "What is it...?" “First, I'm not stupid so I don't have even a little compassion towards a jerk like him, let alone love. Well, at least not in this timeline. I'm saying that I'm not crazy enough to cling to someone like him when I have you as my mate."

She was broken emotionally and physically. Demond growled and screamed till he could his body became lifeless. "Fuck her, she's your piece of meat". Demoni said with a smirk before he left. She watched Damond's body burnt to ashes as she was taken turns by turns by the king's men. Nothing could equate the pains in her heart, watching her mate burn to ashes. The men hovered around her, staring at her with total lust in their eyes, they squeezed her breast and whomp on her nipples while some of the men focus on satisfying their sexual urge by defying her.

“The king isn’t a toddler who doesn’t know what he wants. You should have told him to stay away from me instead. Why make me carry the entire blame?” “Let me finish,” she commanded, her priestess authority forcing me to silence once more. “The king is your mate.” The word hit like a blow. I wanted to laugh, but her expression left no room for humor. “Wait… there must be some mistake,” I said, shaking my head. “The goddess gave me my fated mate, but he rejected me. There’s no way I could have a mate again.” “Good. That makes it easier,” she said, clearing my confusion, only for a moment, before adding, “The Lycan king is your second-chance mate. Just like your first mate rejected you, the sam