My Ex's Powerful Uncle Is My True Mate

Chapter 8

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e I saw a flash of a black Direwolf coat in the manor corridors, my heart wo

rassing subconscious and focus entirely on m

ital. I knelt on the cold marble floor of the main nave, my head bowed in fervent, highly visible prayer. Whenever gossip-hungry noblewomen

. "As his intended mate, it is my sacred duty to stand by him, even when he has been blinded by deceit

saintly heroine of the season, while Julian was painted as an irredeemable, foolish monster who had thrown away a perfect Luna for a scheming mistress.

awlessly, and Julian wa

a fake tear with an embroidered lace handkerchief, I felt a f

. Stepping out from the heavy shadows of a marble pillar wa

ng down on mine flooding my brain entirely against my w

ce and blocking my path to the carriage. He looked down at my pale, modest dress, at the ha

d thumb gently, deliberately brushed the corner of my eye, wiping away a stray, manufactured tear.

my cheek. He was standing so close I could see the individual, icy shades of blue in his irises. "Though I must conf

eart stopped completely. The blood drained from

sperate moment I had bitten his wrist to escape his kiss. Did I t

guilty red. I desperately tried to rationalize his terrifyingly accurate words. He means the lake, I told myself frantically

e vibrated deep in

nt flickering in his eyes as his gaze settled on my lips. "I thought you'd

s; it carried a vibration that seemed to penetrate straight to my skin, sending a surge of h

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“At my engagement party, my fiancé's mistress smiled sweetly before deliberately shoving me backward into the freezing lake. My fiancé, Julian, dove into the water without a second thought. But instead of saving me, his betrothed, he swam right past my drowning body to rescue the woman who had just pushed me. "My god, he went for Miss Cohen first instead of Lady Seraphina!" The cruel whispers of the noble guests reached me through the water, identical to the ones from my past life. In that previous life, I flailed and screamed, surviving only to be framed by them, stripped of my dignity, and driven to a pathetic death while Julian and his mistress lived happily ever after. His powerful family watched me suffer, blaming me for ruining their pristine reputation while turning a blind eye to his blatant betrayal. I never understood why my years of absolute devotion were repaid with such vicious cruelty, or why I had to be the sacrificial lamb for their disgusting love story. But reborn, I didn't panic or fight the freezing water. As the icy darkness swallowed me, a dark shape sliced through the murky depths, and a powerful arm yanked me to the surface. It wasn't my fiancé, but Gideon Carlisle-Julian's terrifying, untouchable uncle and the Commander of the kingdom's deadliest guard. Wrapped in his heavy coat under the shocked gaze of the crowd, I smiled. This time, I wouldn't just break the engagement, I would tear Julian's pride to shreds.”