SCAR OF THE REJECTED THORN
Rae rejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan kingbeing the lycan queen, claiming by the alpharejected by the alpha claimed by the lycan king altheathe alpha’s sister.
I said with a faint grin.
I didn’t know what Anya liked — flowers, colors, scents — I knew none of it yet. But I wanted to try. So I chose what felt right:
White roses, for purity and new beginnings.
Lavender, for calm and peace.
And baby’s breath, for quiet, enduring beauty.
The woman wrapped them carefully, tying the bouquet with a silver ribbon.
“She must mean a lot to you,” she said softly.
“She does,” I replied.
When I got back in the car, Dorian stared at the bouquet, then at me. “You’re gone, Alaric.”
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