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“I choose you.” His eyes widened, like he had not expected me to say it again. Like the words still stunned him. I stepped even closer and rested his hand over my heartbeat. “Not prophecy. Not the realm. Not a betrothal that died the moment I disappeared. Not bloodlines or parents or fate. I choose you.” Snow swirled through the entrance on a sudden gust of wind. The spark chirped softly from a rock, sensing the shift in the air. Marek swallowed hard. “You do not know what you are saying.”

We faced each other beneath the silver arch, moonlight soft on our skin, the entire realm watching, but somehow, I only saw him. His fingers trembled slightly as they held mine, and I felt my heartbeat rise to match his. He spoke first, his voice was low but steady. “Liora… I choose you. Not because fate commanded it, not because prophecy demanded it, but because my heart recognized you before my mind ever caught up.” The room drew a quiet breath. “I choose you,” he continued, “because you carry strength without pride, kindness without fear, and love without limits. I choose you even on the days you cannot choose yourself. And I will choose you still… in every storm, in every silence, in eve

I have experienced the city so differently since I met you. The door creaks, and I focus on the view as you join me, leaving plenty of space between us. "This is breathtaking," I admit, taking a drink and offering you the flask, but you shake your head. "So, now that my pack-kin are convinced, what is your choice? Do we bond?" I turn. "I think we should flip a blood-stone to determine our fate." "Ah, so not only are you reckless and sign pack-laws without reading them, but you also are not afraid to gamble away life-altering paths." You shake your head. "What am I to do with you?"

His hand found mine in the darkness, fingers intertwining with practiced ease. "Then we choose each other. Every day, every moment. Not because of genetics or politics or destiny, but because we want to." "I choose you, Costa Blackthorne," I whispered. "Not the prince, not the symbol, but the man who caught me when I was falling." "And I choose you, Shantali Jackson," he replied. "The woman who taught me that love is the only rebellion that matters."

"Don’t look so tense. I promise I’m not that difficult to work with." "Oh, I’m not nervous," I lied, well aware that my shaking hands were probably betraying me. "Just... surprised." "Well, I’ll take that as a compliment," he said with a grin, before pulling up a chair beside mine. "So, what do you think we should do for our retelling? Mrs. Owens mentioned we could choose any classic romance. Something dramatic, maybe?" My mind raced for any suitable answer. "Uh... maybe Romeo and Juliet?" I blurted out, instantly regretting my choice. Right, the forbidden lovers—a brilliant pick, Atlas. Very subtle.

she shares with me. A chosen mate? What does that mean? As if sensing my confusion, Tamara continues, “A chosen mate is someone you choose to be your mate. You may really like or love them. And they are usually strong, so they can fight beside you against threats such as rogues,” she says to me as if she had not just dropped a bombshell on me.

he said, his voice softer now, but there was panic there, real panic, “Please sweetheart, look at me.” I did. “Remember what we said,” he continued, his eyes searching mine desperately. “We were the ones who chose each other. Not them. Not fate. Not anyone else.” My throat tightened. “I chose you over Chelsea,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “And I’ll do it again. Every time.” My chest hurt. “So choose me,” he whispered. “Reject him. Choose me.” Tears burned at the back of my eyes. Because I wanted to. Goddess, I wanted to.

I looked at them, three men who had each, in their own way, taught me what love could feel like. Zane, the fire that burned too bright. Liam, the storm that moved softly but could still shatter worlds. Kai, the calm heartbeat that anchored me when I was drowning. My lips parted, my voice trembling as I spoke. “If I had to choose…” I began slowly, the words barely escaping my chest, “…I’d choose *you,* Kai.” Zane’s head jerked up, disbelief flashing across his face. Liam went utterly still, his jaw tightening. Kai froze too, as though he hadn’t dared hope he’d ever hear those words aloud.

Between dress shopping, getting attacked by alpha-holes, Shane claiming my virginity, and taking me back to his room I hadn’t had the chance to think about this stranger who I was supposed to be waiting and hoping for. Sure, I’ve thought about him, but I’ve never thought that I wanted to seek him out or sit pretty until he finds me. Shane chose me and I chose him. That’s the kind of love I want, that’s the kind of partner I want to be with. Someone who I choose, not who is chosen for me. Now that I’ve marked him and have been marked, you would think that I would panic at the idea of meeting my Goddess-chosen mate, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I don’t feel anything about him.

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