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When the Lycan King Offered Vengeance, This Rejected Mate Accepted
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When the Lycan King Offered Vengeance, This Rejected Mate Accepted

My mate had a peculiar taste—he preferred mated she-wolves, especially those older than him by three years. In the three years since our mate bond was established, he had seduced nearly every high-ranking mated female in the city. That day, I caught the Luna of the Lycan King straddling his lap, her crimson gown tangled with his black suit. "She's so dull, your mate," the Luna purred, her voice dripping with mockery. "Always standing there like a lifeless statue." Ryatt chuckled, his tone dismissive. "Bland and uninteresting. She could never compare to your charm." "Then let her kneel outside the door," the Luna suggested, her fingers lazily unbuttoning his collar. "We could use a servant to fetch water for us. And tonight, let’s try those silver bells from the West." Ryatt ordered me to kneel outside the door, forcing me to listen to their shameless whispers and the clinking of those silver bells. When they were done, he demanded I fetch water for them.
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Chapter 2

The next morning, as I was having breakfast, Ryatt stormed into the room wearing his nightclothes, his face twisted in anger. He flipped the table over with a loud crash.

"Did you not prepare Rayne's and my clothes for today?" he snarled.

Back when I still loved him, I refused to let the Omegas handle his things, so I would wake up early every morning to lay out his clothes and shoes myself. He used to tease me, calling me a jealous little she-wolf.

But now that I no longer cared, I didn’t bother lifting a finger for him.

The bowls and cutlery shattered, and scalding soup splashed across my face, leaving angry red blisters in its wake.

Ryatt froze for a moment, then grabbed my arm roughly. "Are you an idiot? Why didn’t you dodge? You’re covered in soup—it’s disgusting."

He leaned in to inspect the burns, but Rayne’s voice called out from the bedroom.

"Ryatt, I can’t find the silver necklace from last night! It’s your fault—you kept putting it on and taking it off, and now I’m sore!"

Ryatt’s expression faltered, but he quickly turned toward the bedroom, urgency in his steps. Before leaving, he hesitated and muttered, "I’ll call the Healer for you later."

I wiped the soup off my clothes and brushed past him. "Don’t bother."

His face darkened. In the past, his concern would have made my heart flutter, but now I avoided him like the plague.

He glared at me, his tone sharp. "What’s your problem? You didn’t prepare my clothes this morning. What kind of Luna doesn’t do that? And now you’re giving me attitude because I accidentally spilled soup on you?"

"Alpha," I said, using his title coldly, "I’m not giving you attitude."

He grabbed my arm roughly, and I stumbled, falling into the pile of broken dishes. Shards of porcelain dug into my skin, and I winced in pain.

"Sister, what’s going on?" Rayne’s voice purred from the doorway. She had wrapped herself in a sheer robe and stepped out, her foot landing on my hand. The shards dug deeper, and I hissed as blood pooled in my palm.

"Oh, Ryatt, there’s the necklace!" Rayne pointed to the silver charm hanging from my waist, her tone mocking. "Looks like someone’s been lonely, hmm? No wonder you stole this little trinket while we were busy last night."

She leaned in, sniffing dramatically. "Hmm, I can still smell your scent on it. How scandalous! Who knew a respectable Luna like you could act like a little she-wolf in heat?"

My body trembled with rage, and I yanked the necklace off, hurling it at her. "Get out!"

"Ah! Ryatt, it hurts!" Rayne stumbled back into Ryatt’s arms, though the necklace was light and couldn’t have hurt her. She sobbed dramatically, her tears flowing freely.

"Ryatt, does your Luna hate me? I was just teasing her, trying to be friendly, but she got so angry."

Ryatt’s expression darkened, and his gaze turned icy as he looked at me. "Josephine, you’re just embarrassed because she called you out. You’re acting like a disgrace. Kneel and apologize to her, or you’ll strip and kneel in the courtyard under the sun as punishment!"

I knew he wouldn’t let this go unless I apologized. Clenching my teeth against the pain in my hand, I started to kneel.

"Today’s incident…" I began, but before I could finish, Rayne lunged at me. I stumbled back, grabbing her robe to steady myself.

Ryatt caught her before she could fall, and she clutched her chest, sobbing theatrically. "Sister, I just wanted to help you up, but I guess you’re still mad at me because Ryatt made you apologize."

"Enough!" Ryatt snapped, his Alpha tone sending a shiver through the room. "Josephine, you’re done here."

His words were final, and I knew there was no escaping his wrath.

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