The Blind Wolf Princess
I ask, “May I get on with it now?”
She nods slowly and I say, “I, Silas Grant, future Beta of the Royal Pack, reject you Charlotte Morgan as my mate.”
Charlotte winces slightly as I voiced my rejection, and we both felt a small part of the bond break. Charlotte says, “I, Charlotte Morgan, future Beta Female of the Royal Pack, accept your rejection.”
It’s like a rubber band snapped and we both gasped for breath as the pain waved over us. Charlotte’s glassy eyes met mine, and she says sincerely, “I wish you the best, Silas.”
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