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Reborn to Reject My Fated Alpha Mate

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 502    |    Released on: Today at 15:13

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like a wildfire. By afternoon, they

room without knocking. Her face was flushed wi

voice shrill. "A daughter of the Blackwood line,

ck histories. I had been expecting her. I calmly

ou know what you've done? The Matriarch Genevieve summoned

Aunt Martha," I said, my voice even. "Are you angry because I've dis

en unsubtly trying to push me and her oafish son together, a pat

You will come with me to see the Matriarch this instant. You will exp

ayed on my lips. "There'

onfused. "What are

nd began to slowly, deliberately, brush my long hair. My

Wells," I said, my voice as smooth as

pen, her eyes wide with disbelief. It wa

red. "To whom? Why does

eluctance. "It was my father's arrangement. The other family wished

was the only thing sharp enough, final enough, to

lle was a useless Isabelle. All her scheming, all h

ice sharp with desperation. "Your f

obligations. "I cannot question my father's decisions. If you

he servant came to tell me th

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Reborn to Reject My Fated Alpha Mate
Reborn to Reject My Fated Alpha Mate
“I was trapped in an invisible prison, forced to watch my home turn into a canvas of slaughter. Jalon Wells, the charming Alpha I had foolishly loved for years, moved through the carnage with unholy grace, butchering my parents and brothers. He gently wiped away my aunt's tears before slitting her throat, claiming my family deserved to die for allying with his enemies. Then, his cold eyes locked onto my hidden cage. With a terrifying, dark obsession, he shattered my soul just so he could claim me in death. "Now... you belong only to me, Isabelle." He whispered those words as my world dissolved into blood and ash. An agony of pure hatred ripped through my fading consciousness. Why did my innocent teenage crush have to end in the complete annihilation of my entire bloodline? Opening my eyes again, I was back in my childhood bedroom, exactly fourteen years old. It was the day of the lakeside picnic-the very day my tragic, one-sided love story had begun. But this time, I wouldn't play the lovestruck fool. If he wanted to use malicious rumors to force me into his arms and destroy my pack from the inside, I would use those same rumors to ruin him. Even if it meant faking an engagement to the most ruthless Alpha in the North to do it.”