Burned By My Ex, Reborn As His King's Mate Novels & Stories

All my happiness vanishes when I saw my hands and when my vision shifted towards my arms I felt disgusted. Both my arms were covered in burn marks, my once pale soft skin was now covered in dark rough patched. But this was not the worst part The worst part was that I couldn't feel them. I moved my head to the left unable to look into Aaron's eyes. I was no match for him. I didn't deserve such a beautiful person as my mate. What will others say when they find out that the kings queen is a mere human and that also a handicapped one? He can find a better queen than me.

I honestly didn’t feel like going into it any further. “And he exiled you because you rejected him?” The king looked furious. He was back to grinding his teeth. It couldn’t have been easy for my current mate to hear about my previous mate. I nodded, swallowing hard to get rid of the knot in my throat! “Yeah,” I sighed. “But he only exiled me after accepting my rejection.” I shrugged, and I could have sworn I saw a look of relief flash over the king’s face. He instantly relaxed, and I felt as if I could breathe again.

Maybe even… raped. "No, you’re not," he countered, standing firm. "We need to think this through. If you march into Drogomor without a plan..." "I don’t care about a plan!" I bellowed to my beta cutting him off in anger. "They’ve taken my mate, violated him, and left me with this… this mark! I won’t stand by and do nothing!" "Alaric, listen to yourself," he pressed. "You’re not thinking straight. If you storm Drogomor now, you’ll be walking into a death trap. The Mad King is expecting you to react like this.”

I growled, my eyes glowing bright gold but she seemed unfazed by my countenance. “I hope you put this much display of strength into your upcoming duel. I can't have my son lose in such an important competition.” “I am not your son!” I snapped but she simply rolled her eyes. “Have you forgotten that I married your father? I'm practically your step mom and your queen.” Sheila said, her gaze darkened but I wasn't fazed. I wasn't afraid of her one bit. “You killed my mother just to be in that position, that, I will never forget. You can never be my queen, I will never bow to you.” I said firmly and she let out a dry laughter that only made me feel irritated.

I freeze as he leans down, pressing his lips dominantly against mine before he pulls back and locks his eyes with mine as he whispers, “I’m sorry, Annalise if at any time I made you feel like you were just a sex slave and that is all I wanted from you…” I take a shaky breath as more tears slip from my eyes. I was going to tell him that it was okay and that using someone like me as he waits for his mate to return is acceptable and that is why I am here. However, he stops what I am about to say as he continues, “I used to be mated. However, my first mate was killed protecting our King and Queen. I have and will never treat you as a slave, Annalise…” “Why?” I whisper, not really sure if I want

“After everything that the lycans have done for the States, I consider it basic payment. Restitution, even. My only regret is that he didn't spend it better.” I stared at her. The woman before me, radiating entitlement and venomous prejudice, was some hollow, empty version of the young woman I’d once loved. It felt...impossible that we were mates. Fated by the Goddess to be together when we were so fundamentally different, so utterly incompatible? How had I ever thought we were compatible? "You overestimate your position, Tessa," I said, my voice devoid of emotion. "And you sound insane. For now, you stand accused of treason with intentions to kill the reigning king—”

He suddenly crouched down so we were at eye level. "Cecilia, you were supposed to be my mate. We had a pup together." I looked at him and laughed. "Do you know why I became your mother?" Lukas' eyes widened in shock. I sneered. "Because I was reborn too. In our last life, you were the one who begged me to let you go. Didn't you say Isabella was the one you truly loved? Since it was true love, of course I had to help make it happen. So the two of you should spend the rest of your lives together happily ever after."

A sharp pain surged through me as I held my head. Sweat clung to my skin. _Wait... skin?_ I blinked again. I wasn't cold. I wasn't bleeding. I was... alive. My hands flew to my chest. _No wound_ My heart thundered in my ears. Then everything came back—my mother, my sister, Vera, Kael... my mate. Their laughter. Betrayal. The pain. The darkness. The death. And yet... Here I was. The moon goddess had granted me a rebirth, and I was sure not going to waste this chance.

The goddess stood in silence, her presence glowing, her eyes deep as the night sky. “I wronged you,” the King continued, his sobs shaking his body. “I rejected the mate you gave me. I turned her away, and she died because of me. Then you gave me another, so pure and innocent. And now she is gone too. I could not protect her. You took her away from me.” He dropped fully to the ground, broken. “Take my throne if you want. Strip me of my crown. But give me back my mate. Give me back my Ayla, the love of my life. I swear, I will be a better man.”