The Lycan King's Contracted Luna
I breathed in, awaiting the words, he turned to face me, his eyes burning with intensity,
“I, Alpha Ian of the moon crest pack, reject you, Lyra as my mate and want nothing to do with you now or ever!”
And that was it, I felt a sharp pain in my heart and I gasped and slowly dropped to my knees as the burning ache spread through my body.
It hurt. More than I thought it would. But I forced myself to stand tall, as I raised my head to meet his gaze, “I accept your rejection, Alpha Ian” I said, my voice loud and clear.
I saw a glimmer of shock in his face for a second, he wasn’t expecting me to accept it, so easily. The pain doubled, and I clutched my chest, trying my best to not scream.