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.

could even see that he

enough for me to give him a good point in

to him, he had already passed the first

with anticipation

bearing and charisma was

coming to a close.

from introducing me to society, this party was

connections.

able to speak with who they will not

settled

at the sources.

ladies that attended the banquet. The

not really recall what I did that made them lash out like

the adoption Mrs Barrington did.

Previously, everybody had kept their thoughts on me

they were looking at me like

was because of Dante

I felt stunned.

spend much time

a

his few words caused enmity to

was very woman’s dream.

and most importantly, he was very

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

banquet. In these people’s eyes, I was obviously a weak omega woman with three kids that was born

believed that it would

I wanted the public to acknowledge our relationship

fact that these people might feel like

a mate bond with

to discuss if I deserved to be by his side

I ignored their

me. They would be lucky not to get

had already given a new fuel to the rumors

the banquet little by little.

my side before. She had come when Dante approached.

1. me.

protective gesture that I appreciated.

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

been expecting them for

want to see the greedy family that wanted to

brother was a middle aged man with narrow eyes. I

difference is that my adoptive father looked more

his son’s eyes stayed glued to my

chose not to comment for the time

arrogantly. I don’t know if he

wife, Gina Matteo and my son, Paolo. You have met my daughter Nina. We

hurried to my side.

warmed at

and his wife began to talk to

them hanging so she had to reply. Still, it was clear as day that she did not want to

that the family of Rodney Barrington is too thick skinned and shameless. They pretended

eyes were still on me. I

know it is rude to stare?” I questioned but he did not even stop. His action became more unbridled.

family thinks nothing of me.

might have been thinking that I was a soft persimmon

thought I was the soft spot in the Barringtons‘ mansion. If that is

they think I would be easy to deal with, they would fail in their plans. “Paolo, stop it.”

her words, Paolo restrained his lecherous gaze.

why she helped me when she

How did you know the

I sneered.

she thinks that because she helped keep her brother in check, I would begin to sprout the information about the entanglement between I

was mistaken.

her brother from trouble but she thinks it is something she can use to

only gain nothing from me.

very rude.

already dissatisfied with me for snatching the position

intentions to me were

so high so she put

very possessive woman.

any woman thinking about my

passionate night with was implicated, not to talk less of

by the thoughts of a shewolf appearing by the side of the stranger I had a one night stand with.

not be able to stomach any impure thoughts other

was not that tolerant.

stranger I had a night of passion with was still far from

other