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Chapter fourteen: A Tenuous Promise
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2025-04-16 11:14:13
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Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter fifteen: only mine to handle
Damien’s POVThe silence between me and my father stretched like a taut string, threatening to snap. I stood before him in the private council chamber, the one he reserved for conversations that required no witnesses, no distractions, only obedience.He was seated, as usual, in his favorite armchair by the wide windows, dressed more like a warlord than a king. His sharp eyes cut through me the moment I walked in, as if he already knew I wasn’t here to grovel.“Well?” he finally said, voice low and imperious. “Time’s up, Damien. Are you going to do your duty or spit on the legacy that built this kingdom?”I didn’t flinch. “I’ll marry Blair.”A heavy pause followed my words.His brow arched, a hint of surprise flickering in his expression. “Just like that?”“No,” I said calmly. “Not just like that. I’ll agree to an engagement… for now.”The king sat straighter. “That wasn’t the deal. The deal was marriage. Immediate. I don’t need another scandal.”“With respect, you’re not going to find
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-17Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter Sixteen: Invisible Until You Saw Me
Alina’s POVI didn’t know who they were. I swear I didn’t.The moment the taller man laughed and Damien’s name slipped from his mouth, my stomach dropped. I turned to the one who had smirked at me like I was some amusing pet, and recognition hit too late, both of them bore that same predatory sharpness Damien did around the eyes. His brothers.Of course.And I’d just threatened to throw fruit at their faces.“...They’re your brothers?” I asked, my voice tighter than I wanted it to be.Damien raised a brow as if I’d just asked him if the sky was blue. “Obviously.”I winced, clutching the half-eaten apple a little tighter. “Right. Obviously. Well, I, uh…” I turned briefly to the two still standing there, both watching me with a mix of amusement and curiosity. “I apologize. For the apple. And the… threats.”They both laughed again, and Damien sighed. Without another word, he reached out, took my wrist, not roughly but firmly and pulled me along with him.We walked in silence through the
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-19Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter seventeen: Patience Isn’t a Virtue You Own
Damien’s POVBlair’s voice was the kind that cut through even the thickest tension; high, sugary, and utterly grating.“There you are,” she said, as if she hadn’t planned the interruption with surgical precision.I didn’t move right away. Alina was still right behind me, her scent faint but maddeningly real, the kind of thing that curled around your lungs and refused to let go. I could feel the heat of her body from where I’d just pulled back. My skin still remembered the moment. The closeness. Her breath on my throat.And then Blair had to show up.She smiled up at me like nothing was out of place, but her gaze flicked to Alina, a half-second too long, a little too sharp, and I knew immediately: she wasn’t just here to find me. She’d come to pry.Again.“I’ve been looking everywhere,” she said, slipping her arm through mine like it belonged there.I didn’t pull away, but I didn’t grip her back either.“We were talking,” I said, tone clipped.“I can see that,” she replied, sweetly. H
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-20Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter eighteen:Whispers in the Halls
Alina’s POVI didn’t go back to my room.I don’t know why—I just kept walking. Maybe it was the leftover tension in my chest from that moment with Damien, or maybe it was Blair’s voice still ringing in my ears like an off-key bell. Whatever it was, my feet refused to carry me back to the quiet stillness of my room.Instead, I wandered.The palace was massive, almost labyrinthine. Every hallway branched into another, and it didn’t take long before I realized I was thoroughly lost. But oddly enough, I didn’t mind. The high ceilings, gold-trimmed windows, and the faint scent of roses and polished stone were strangely calming.I turned a corner and nearly collided with a maid carrying a stack of folded linens.“Oh! I’m so sorry!” I stepped back quickly.The maid blinked in surprise but gave me a smile. “No harm done, miss.”Another maid peeked from a nearby doorway, then another, until there were three of them clustered around me like curious little birds.“You’re the guest, aren’t you?”
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-21Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter nineteen: A Cup of Poisoned Honey
Alina’s POVI stared at the arm Darius offered, my fingers twitching slightly at my side. Every instinct in me said to be polite, to smile and accept—because it was the eldest prince, because he’d been kind, because refusing tea could somehow be an offense in a place where etiquette ruled like law.But another voice—one deeper, sharper—was whispering Damien’s name in my mind.Don’t trust them.Darius’s smile hadn’t faltered. His posture was relaxed, patient even, but the way he was watching me told me he didn’t expect to be refused.“I... appreciate the invitation,” I began, voice careful, “but I’ve had quite the long day. Maybe another time?”His brows lifted slightly. “Another time?”I nodded. “A rain check?”He tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You’re turning me down, Lady Alina?”“I’m not saying no,” I clarified quickly. “Just… not right now.”“You wound me.” His voice was teasing, but there was something else beneath it—an edge, quiet and smooth, like a knife hidden
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-22Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twenty: The Scent of Trouble
Alina’s POV“So… are you hungry?”Damien’s voice came from beside me, deep and smooth, and for a moment I forgot how to respond. I had barely recovered from our earlier conversation about his brother, and now he was talking about food like we hadn’t just dissected centuries of family drama.“A little,” I admitted, glancing at him.“Good. We’ll eat soon. But before that…” He straightened and looked me up and down, not in a suggestive way, but in a way that made me feel suddenly… exposed. “We need to go shopping.”My brows furrowed. “Shopping?”“You need clothes,” he said, matter-of-fact. “You’re not going to keep walking around the palace looking like one of the maids.”My mouth fell open in protest. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”He cocked a brow at me. “You look like a lost kitchen servant.”I gasped dramatically. “Well, thanks.”He smirked. “You’re my mate. I want you to dress like it. You’re practically royalty now.”I blinked at him. “That’s not how this works. I don’t need
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-23Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twenty one:Dreamt of you
Alina's POVThe dream was vivid.It started gently—warmth, safety, the scent of cedar and rain wrapping around me like a second skin. I was on Damien’s bed, curled against his broad chest, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing lulling me into peace. His fingers lazily brushed my arm, his breath tickling the shell of my ear.Then everything shifted.The warmth turned molten. His touch grew bold—no longer casual or comforting, but possessive and electric. My breath hitched as his mouth brushed over my collarbone, lips trailing lower with an unrelenting hunger. His voice—gods, his voice—was low and sinful, murmuring my name like a prayer and a curse.“Alina…”I gasped as his hands slid down my waist, tugging me closer, pressing me against him like he wanted to mold me into him.I was burning.I moaned softly—shamelessly—as he whispered things into my skin. Things that made my stomach clench and my pulse flutter. Words I shouldn’t want to hear. Words no one had ever dared say to me
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-25Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twentytwo: The Scent of Hunger
I wasn’t sure what made me knock. Maybe it was the gratitude still blooming in my chest from the night before, or the way my heart quickened every time I thought about what Damien had done for me. He’d kept his word. He’d kept Malia safe, and now I felt like I owed him something—though I had no idea what.Before I could gather my thoughts, the door swung open.Damien stood there, his face soft with an unreadable expression. His shirtless torso gleamed in the soft light of the room, water droplets clinging to the strands of his hair. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, neither of us spoke.I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. He was so close. I could see the play of muscle under his skin, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell with every breath. There was an overwhelming presence to him that I couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard I tried.“I just came to thank you,” I said, feeling my voice tremble slightly. “For helping with Malia. You didn’t have to, but you did. So
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-26
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Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twentytwo: The Scent of Hunger
I wasn’t sure what made me knock. Maybe it was the gratitude still blooming in my chest from the night before, or the way my heart quickened every time I thought about what Damien had done for me. He’d kept his word. He’d kept Malia safe, and now I felt like I owed him something—though I had no idea what.Before I could gather my thoughts, the door swung open.Damien stood there, his face soft with an unreadable expression. His shirtless torso gleamed in the soft light of the room, water droplets clinging to the strands of his hair. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, neither of us spoke.I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. He was so close. I could see the play of muscle under his skin, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell with every breath. There was an overwhelming presence to him that I couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard I tried.“I just came to thank you,” I said, feeling my voice tremble slightly. “For helping with Malia. You didn’t have to, but you did. So
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twenty one:Dreamt of you
Alina's POVThe dream was vivid.It started gently—warmth, safety, the scent of cedar and rain wrapping around me like a second skin. I was on Damien’s bed, curled against his broad chest, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing lulling me into peace. His fingers lazily brushed my arm, his breath tickling the shell of my ear.Then everything shifted.The warmth turned molten. His touch grew bold—no longer casual or comforting, but possessive and electric. My breath hitched as his mouth brushed over my collarbone, lips trailing lower with an unrelenting hunger. His voice—gods, his voice—was low and sinful, murmuring my name like a prayer and a curse.“Alina…”I gasped as his hands slid down my waist, tugging me closer, pressing me against him like he wanted to mold me into him.I was burning.I moaned softly—shamelessly—as he whispered things into my skin. Things that made my stomach clench and my pulse flutter. Words I shouldn’t want to hear. Words no one had ever dared say to me
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter twenty: The Scent of Trouble
Alina’s POV“So… are you hungry?”Damien’s voice came from beside me, deep and smooth, and for a moment I forgot how to respond. I had barely recovered from our earlier conversation about his brother, and now he was talking about food like we hadn’t just dissected centuries of family drama.“A little,” I admitted, glancing at him.“Good. We’ll eat soon. But before that…” He straightened and looked me up and down, not in a suggestive way, but in a way that made me feel suddenly… exposed. “We need to go shopping.”My brows furrowed. “Shopping?”“You need clothes,” he said, matter-of-fact. “You’re not going to keep walking around the palace looking like one of the maids.”My mouth fell open in protest. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”He cocked a brow at me. “You look like a lost kitchen servant.”I gasped dramatically. “Well, thanks.”He smirked. “You’re my mate. I want you to dress like it. You’re practically royalty now.”I blinked at him. “That’s not how this works. I don’t need
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter nineteen: A Cup of Poisoned Honey
Alina’s POVI stared at the arm Darius offered, my fingers twitching slightly at my side. Every instinct in me said to be polite, to smile and accept—because it was the eldest prince, because he’d been kind, because refusing tea could somehow be an offense in a place where etiquette ruled like law.But another voice—one deeper, sharper—was whispering Damien’s name in my mind.Don’t trust them.Darius’s smile hadn’t faltered. His posture was relaxed, patient even, but the way he was watching me told me he didn’t expect to be refused.“I... appreciate the invitation,” I began, voice careful, “but I’ve had quite the long day. Maybe another time?”His brows lifted slightly. “Another time?”I nodded. “A rain check?”He tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You’re turning me down, Lady Alina?”“I’m not saying no,” I clarified quickly. “Just… not right now.”“You wound me.” His voice was teasing, but there was something else beneath it—an edge, quiet and smooth, like a knife hidden
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter eighteen:Whispers in the Halls
Alina’s POVI didn’t go back to my room.I don’t know why—I just kept walking. Maybe it was the leftover tension in my chest from that moment with Damien, or maybe it was Blair’s voice still ringing in my ears like an off-key bell. Whatever it was, my feet refused to carry me back to the quiet stillness of my room.Instead, I wandered.The palace was massive, almost labyrinthine. Every hallway branched into another, and it didn’t take long before I realized I was thoroughly lost. But oddly enough, I didn’t mind. The high ceilings, gold-trimmed windows, and the faint scent of roses and polished stone were strangely calming.I turned a corner and nearly collided with a maid carrying a stack of folded linens.“Oh! I’m so sorry!” I stepped back quickly.The maid blinked in surprise but gave me a smile. “No harm done, miss.”Another maid peeked from a nearby doorway, then another, until there were three of them clustered around me like curious little birds.“You’re the guest, aren’t you?”
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter seventeen: Patience Isn’t a Virtue You Own
Damien’s POVBlair’s voice was the kind that cut through even the thickest tension; high, sugary, and utterly grating.“There you are,” she said, as if she hadn’t planned the interruption with surgical precision.I didn’t move right away. Alina was still right behind me, her scent faint but maddeningly real, the kind of thing that curled around your lungs and refused to let go. I could feel the heat of her body from where I’d just pulled back. My skin still remembered the moment. The closeness. Her breath on my throat.And then Blair had to show up.She smiled up at me like nothing was out of place, but her gaze flicked to Alina, a half-second too long, a little too sharp, and I knew immediately: she wasn’t just here to find me. She’d come to pry.Again.“I’ve been looking everywhere,” she said, slipping her arm through mine like it belonged there.I didn’t pull away, but I didn’t grip her back either.“We were talking,” I said, tone clipped.“I can see that,” she replied, sweetly. H
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter Sixteen: Invisible Until You Saw Me
Alina’s POVI didn’t know who they were. I swear I didn’t.The moment the taller man laughed and Damien’s name slipped from his mouth, my stomach dropped. I turned to the one who had smirked at me like I was some amusing pet, and recognition hit too late, both of them bore that same predatory sharpness Damien did around the eyes. His brothers.Of course.And I’d just threatened to throw fruit at their faces.“...They’re your brothers?” I asked, my voice tighter than I wanted it to be.Damien raised a brow as if I’d just asked him if the sky was blue. “Obviously.”I winced, clutching the half-eaten apple a little tighter. “Right. Obviously. Well, I, uh…” I turned briefly to the two still standing there, both watching me with a mix of amusement and curiosity. “I apologize. For the apple. And the… threats.”They both laughed again, and Damien sighed. Without another word, he reached out, took my wrist, not roughly but firmly and pulled me along with him.We walked in silence through the
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter fifteen: only mine to handle
Damien’s POVThe silence between me and my father stretched like a taut string, threatening to snap. I stood before him in the private council chamber, the one he reserved for conversations that required no witnesses, no distractions, only obedience.He was seated, as usual, in his favorite armchair by the wide windows, dressed more like a warlord than a king. His sharp eyes cut through me the moment I walked in, as if he already knew I wasn’t here to grovel.“Well?” he finally said, voice low and imperious. “Time’s up, Damien. Are you going to do your duty or spit on the legacy that built this kingdom?”I didn’t flinch. “I’ll marry Blair.”A heavy pause followed my words.His brow arched, a hint of surprise flickering in his expression. “Just like that?”“No,” I said calmly. “Not just like that. I’ll agree to an engagement… for now.”The king sat straighter. “That wasn’t the deal. The deal was marriage. Immediate. I don’t need another scandal.”“With respect, you’re not going to find
Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince Chapter fourteen: A Tenuous Promise
Alina's povI stood frozen, my heart racing, as the woman who had just entered the room caught my attention. My mind raced, trying to process the situation.The name Blair echoed in my head, and the realization came crashing down like a thunderstorm. Blair wasn’t just anyone—she was the princess, the woman Damien was supposed to marry.I felt a strange sensation in my chest. A sharp pang of inferiority surged through me. My breath caught as I suddenly became acutely aware of the way I must appear to her—shabby, worn, like I didn’t belong.She was everything I was not: poised, elegant, and undeniably royal. She was the kind of woman Damien should be with. The kind of woman I could never be.My mind swirled with questions. Hadn’t Damien promised me he wouldn’t reject me? That he would mate with me?But here stood Blair, looking as though she was already trying to take my place. I looked at Damien for reassurance, but his expression gave nothing away. He remained stoic, his eyes flicking
