Reborn Rejecting My Fated Alpha's Second Chance

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y, unnervi

breath hitched, a ragged, painful sound in the silence

handmaiden, entered carrying a steaming bow

ung face etched with worry. "

ss brew meant to soothe a body ravaged by silver poisoning. It couldn't b

ering against the silver tray. My voice was

rlisle,my

, a subtle, telling movement. "The

s home. He had been home for hours, I wa

old of the marble floor shot up through the soles of my feet. I

stared down at me from the walls, their painted eyes cold and judging. Each st

with his voice. Calm. Controlled. Utterly devoid of the grief that

the cold, ornate doorframe

nd precise as a surgeon's scalpel. "Registering him under Evangeline's name is th

rd a sound like glass shattering, and it took me a mo

laced with a rare uncertainty.

r argument. "Which is why she needs a 'son' all the more. It

, I saw them. Standing in the shadow

his cousin, hi

boy with hair the color o

eliberate smile spread across her perfect face. It was a

e, and my husband was already replacing him. Handing hi

in that single, horrifying moment,

like inhaling fire. Then, with a strength I didn't

ging on its hinges m

, a flicker of surprise in their frozen depths, before hi

mpty of everything he had once known, yet filled with a terrifying, final resolve. The scent of

ching the child, her face a perfect mask of he

the boy, then back to the m

nervingly calm. Each word was

t Carl

hang in the air between us,

reject you, Bennet

nce finally cracked, shattering into a thousand pieces. For th

smile froze, her expression twi

ripped from its anchor, tore through me. But beneath the agony, f