My Rejected And Broken Queen 소설 & 이야기

I screamed, light erupting from my eyes, my skin fracturing into silver lines. Everything disintegrated—the city, the army, Kael’s curses, Auren’s voice—until there was only that one truth pulsing through the mark: The Crown is broken. Long live the Queen. Then, silence. And darkness swallowed everything.

She must have cried for a long time. My heart tightened painfully. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there, watching her break. > "Kate, I can't take this rejection. It hurts so much," she continued, her voice shaking. "He didn't even say a word. I was so worthless to him that he couldn't even reject me properly. He didn't even look at me. I thought you said the mate bond would be too strong for him to resist. The moment I realized he was my mate, I was sad because I knew he would never accept me. Not when he's madly in love with Clara."

"How can you touch me? You do not know what I did in the dark. The things I tore apart... the horrors... I am a plague. I do not understand why you give me this." "Because we know who you were before the dark took you," Rebecca’s voice carried across the courtyard, rich, commanding, and saturated with an absolute, unyielding compassion. The Queen stepped down from the dais, walking slowly through the ranks of the weeping primordial army. She didn't look at their rags or their dirt; she looked directly into their tortured souls, her brilliant eyes validating their grief without a single spark of judgment.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

His facial expression twisted. “I, Johanna Oz, Supreme Heiress of the Griming Manes Clan, reject you, King Ramsey Randall, Lycan King of the Divergent Shadows Clan, as my mate….” My breathing accelerated. “I break the mate bond and everything that I have to do with you.” He lowered his brows and then raised it again. “I will accept the rejection after I am sure that the child does not belong to me.” “Who cares if you accept it or not?” I came closer to him.

I snap back, pressing on the link, the live video of the Demon Kingdom popping up on my screen. “I should have been the Alpha King, ruling beside Isabella, but I was a fool and rejected her, thinking she was an Omega even if she was stronger than the guards.” I continue, running a hand through my hair. I grimace at how greasy it feels, reminding myself to take a shower once that bastard Odishka’s head has been separated from his body. “No matter the reason, you rejected the Queen because of the stupid law your father made. Then you mated another she-wolf, which caused the Queen harm.” Malcom says, his voice steady and calm, while he ignores the rumbling snarl slipping past my lips.

Bianca thought rejection was the worst thing that could happen to her and she was wrong. Until she was made an outcast and given to the most feared and ruthless leader of the cursed Southern territories. Biance awaits a life of misery because the cold, brutal and notorious Alpha has never kept a wife alive for more than a year. Biance is surprised because Logan barely looks at her, never touches her and seems almost afraid of something. Instead of the monster she had expected, Biance beholds a man haunted by secrets that could destroy everything. Strange things begin to happen as Bianca's touch heals the cursed land around and she is haunted by consuming nightmares. A

Dad. "I want to go home." I weakly pushed over the tears and my clogged throat and vocal cords, my voice and tone now resembling that of a child." Take me home." I sniffled. "I cannot, your Majesty. The king would have my head and I would be charged for treason, besides you're his mate. King Theodore needs you here by his side. You're our queen and luna, so I deeply apologise, but I cannot." She apologised, a hint of hurt lacing her voice as she painfully said those words. Unknowningly twisting the painfully lodged dagger in my heart, increasing the already unbearable pain in my chest, making me clutch at it to try and sooth the pain as the tears increasingly flowed down my cheeks, leaving w