The Rejected Mate's SSS-Class Awakening

he central command tower, her soaked military bo

t of her miserable reflection-covered in mud, her

casting the latest Star Network gossip from a few hours ago: "Vang

out of a luxury hover-car, shielding her as if sh

ely visible spark of purple flame danced

, you possess unparalleled talent! With rigorous training, you cou

wing foul-smelling genetic stabilizers for him, staying up all night smoothing out his berserk beast-ener

a useless E-class piece of trash who c

le of mud." Lyra bit her lip so hard it bled, her heart aching as if a p

lit central terminal room. The defense algorithms runnin

Using a supreme hacker backdoor she had personally implanted years ago, she eff

antly popped up with the im

hly, "Kaelen, you yelled at Lyra so harshly just now, won't

self. She always uses that weak, dying look to morally kidnap eve

asi

ast pitiful trace of hope in Lyra's heart. The temperature completely vanishe

of the Imperial Marriage Bureau. The golden chain represe

me-clearance, locked document: Th

ss female unilaterally and forcibly severing an S-class Beast Mark will face

pressed "YES" heavily

roke of her name, a catastrophic, nuclear-like agony exploded in he

ed, crashing heavily

ike a gruesome execution by a thousand cuts! She felt an invisible giant hand forceful

mouth and nose, staining t

l organs were churning, hurt so m

ashing onto the floor. This agonizing pain of being skinned alive was the price of her

ite light, the termination d

of blood. She placed the physical decree, stamped with the seal of the I

s the Vanguard Clan's matriarch, tossing it onto the decree with

ound, dragging a long trail of blood, and walked toward

is chest in agony. A fatal spasm, as if a piece of his heart h

!" Sylvia crie

is empty palms. An unprecedented, terrifyingly deep