The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 59

Avery

I watched as lycan king Dante left the ballroom.

My eyes did not want to leave his figure until he could not be seen again.

I had already said I would leave the fate of both of us to the moon goddrss. If I meet him again, that would be great and if I did not encounter him again, I won’t be affected too much.

Still, I never expected that I would meet him in Zera city.

The chances of meeting him was very low. I knew he was a busy lycan king.

He must have something to do. That is why he came to Zera city.

Our meeting was a twist of fate.

I knew the moon goddess was behind this. This coincidence would not have happened otherwise.

She had always wanted me to let go of my traumatic past and embrace the things the future hold in store for me.

She wanted me to accept my second chance mate.

I left the decision of the city I was going to teleport to in the moon goddess’s. hands.

It seemed she had great plans for me.

Although I experienced some bumps, my time in Zera city was still good.

No random person would get adopted by a rich family.

My mind could not help but stray to my second chance mate’s passionate eyes. When he said I should give him a chance to court me, I was stunned.

Every part of him was attractive to me.

I knew it was all the work of the mate bond. The mate bond highlighted his good effects.

I don’t know why but my impression of the father of my pups is fading away. All my thoughts seemed to be occupied with my second chance mate.

The thoughts of him filled me with giddiness.

Still, I did not lose my cautiousness.

Even till now, the pain of rejection was still as fresh as ever in my mind.

The more I wanted to see how he would win me over, the more I am afraid of the consequences of him rejecting me.

Being with him would bring me to an unknown territory. Everything would be

new to me.

It was why I was a little cold to him when he asked me why I was running away from him.

I wanted to raise my kids myself if I can.

I would have loved to be a single mother but my kids were my reverse scale.

I knew rumors would be a constant thing that would appear anywhere I go.

I do not want my children to be hurt by rumors.

In this new society, people are not still very tolerating of single mothers.

I don’t know what their imagination conjures up.

When Dante did not appear, I felt like I was strong. I would be able to bear with the rumors. I would be able to stand in front of my pups as a guardian.

Now that Dante had barged into my life, I can not help but think of other possibilities.

Having my pups grow up with a father was not bad.

Although my body was reacting positively to Dante, I still want to see him win me over with his courting.

I wanted to see his personality and character.

I don’t really believe in the mate bond anymore. I believed in myself and my vision instead.

I was not the Avery of the past that had illusions of love.

Now, I was more practical.

My kids were the priority.

I saw that when Dante saw my kids, he was not adverse to them.

that he adored them.

give him

he had already passed the

with anticipation for

bearing and charisma was branded into my mind.

was coming to a close.

to society, this party was a way for forging

connections.

They would be able to speak with who they will not

gazes settled on

looked at the

the young ladies that attended the banquet. The gazes belonged to them.

did that made them lash out

can not be the adoption Mrs Barrington

gazes was not as intense as it is now. Previously, everybody had kept their

the reason they were looking at me

Dante Romanos, the lycan king.

I felt stunned.

not spend much time with

said a few

words caused enmity to settle on me. This was ridiculous.

Romanos was very woman’s

was rich, charismatic and most importantly, he was

can be considered the pinnacle of life. Anybody that is his partner can forget about the meaning of poverty

a weak omega woman with three kids that was born outside of an official relationship. To

it would let my enemies let down

the future. I wanted the public to acknowledge

that these people might feel like I did not deserve him.

should try having a mate bond with

would be able to discuss if I deserved to be by

ignored their

to me. They would be lucky not to get injured by me

I had already given a new fuel to

the banquet little by little.

was by my side before. She had come

1. me.

a protective gesture that I appreciated.

were leaving, she was seeing them out with greeting. Nina and her

them for a long

want to see the greedy family that wanted

brother was a middle aged man with narrow eyes. I

difference is that my adoptive father looked more upright.

his son’s eyes stayed

action was rude but I chose not to comment for the time

brother was looking at me arrogantly. I don’t know if he felt

Rodney Barrington. This is my wife, Gina Matteo and my son, Paolo. You have met my

Barrington hurried to

heart warmed at her action.

wife began to talk

it was clear as day that she did not want to interact with them at all. It showed

of Rodney Barrington is too thick skinned

eyes were still on me. I

questioned but he did

seems like these family thinks

thinking that I was a soft persimmon that they can

if they thought I was the soft spot in the Barringtons‘ mansion. If that is their thought, I was happy to tell them

think I would be easy to deal with, they would fail in their

her words, Paolo restrained his lecherous

me when

to ask. How did you know

I sneered.

was hiding impure motives behind it. If she thinks that because she helped keep her brother in check, I would begin to sprout the information about the entanglement between I and the

was mistaken.

brother from trouble but she thinks it is

would only gain nothing from

was very

dissatisfied with me for snatching the position of the Barrington’s

her intentions to me

is just that the lure of my second chance mate was so high so she put aside her

very possessive

woman thinking about

the stranger I spent a passionate night with was implicated, not to talk less of a man that

appearing by the side of the

stomach any impure

was not

with was still far from my reach. Dante.

I let other women think