Reborn: Making the Rival Alpha My Mate

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d my face with heavy, garish makeup, desperately trying to conceal the dark mark on

d maid through the mirror. "Brush m

overing in her hand. "M

ry flashed in my mind-Clara, throwing her fragile body in front of me to block a fatal blo

atures were actually quite beautiful. My mother, Lady Eleanor Beaumont, was renowned for her beauty, and as her

ertips brushing the c

ution. But Crown Prince Kaelen Valerius had told me the truth. He had warned me

back then, my mind had been so thoroughly poisoned by Elara and Davian's lies. They had convinced me that Kaelen was a rut

ed me and the Beaumont family until his dying breath, the mem

I closed my eyes, a bitter ache in my chest. A

k. K

d even grant permission, the heavy oak door swung o

came to

ely embroidered with silver threads, his dark hair perfectly styled. Beneath his strong brow were bright, expressive eyes, a strai

ted me by the river yesterday precisely because she was infatuated with him. And in my past life, I had been just as foolish. I ha

Davian said, his voice dripping with concern as he s

ng with such perfect, tender worry, I couldn't help but marvel at h

" I replied, my vo

t. He didn't love me. He had only agreed to this marriage arrangement to secure an alliance

nt because he thought he would be marrying Elara-the beautiful, obedient, and sweet adopted daughter. But a year ago,

len his perfect future with Elara. He despised me, yet he forced h

ression perfectly serene. But this tim