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The Rejected Princess Elodie

The Rejected Princess Elodie

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Chapter 1 CH 1

Word Count: 1317    |    Released on: Today at 05:35

house-my sister's 18 years celebration. The scent of freshly cut flowers wafted through the air, mingling with the laugh

per of silk against my skin, its rich hue shimmering under the soft light. Yet it wasn't the gown that held my gaze-it

s, feeling the roughness of the scar underneath. The mask was a barrier, both physical and emotional, that I had worn fo

nging voice in my head and from the worry

ifting my chin as if daring her to ar

easily and I knew she was cooking up some motivational words to stop me which won't

inally found some words to put together and I let out a scowl. "I do

heavy between us. I took a step toward the door, feeling the

my mind again. I waited for some min

iting to hear her say something but she d

main floor. My heart pounded in my chest, the rhythm quickening with each step. I could fee

I di

iers cast a warm glow over the sea of guests, their laughter rising in waves as they moved around, with some havi

a deep breath. My fingers curled tighter as my eyes scanned

mes and food. A mix of lavender oil and cinnamon, so potent it made my head spin. It was a s

d, her voice trembl

guide me. The crowd seemed to part as I descended the stairs, my focus narrowing until only

t, the bond pulling me forwa

n, stepping into a room lit with a warm, golden light. Four men stood inside, their voices

king onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. The room seemed t

ord a low growl that sent

eaving mine as he closed the distance between us. My pulse quicken

deep, each word laced with a quiet

ame barely a whisper as I

rying to see past the mask that hid my face. But then his expression ha

face?" He asked, hi

the surface. My hand instinctively moved to the mask, fingers brus

ne of the other men sneered, stepping

n before me-Liam, if the others' murmurs were correct-glanced at me wi

ou" He said, his voice cutting throu

heart. My breath hitched as the rejection slammed into

e no reality of his words crashed over me. But

sked, a smug smile curling his lips. "There's no n

oke. I could see the muscles in his shoulders tense, the conflict warring in h

nded, the words a comman

voice trembled with the effort of holding

Pack, reject you, Elodie Martin of the Dark East

a searing pain that left me gasping for breath. Tears blurred my vi

ng in my throat as I turned and fled from the room, the

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