All Chapters of Rejected, Princess Mate Selection Game: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

  Adrian I knew Chloe was gone the moment she stepped outside of the city borders. Because we hadn’t broken the mate bond, I was still connected to her, although the clarity with which I felt her presence weakened the farther she traveled. I felt like I was losing a piece of myself, and I wondered for the first time if I should break the mate bond. We didn’t have to be together for one of us to do it. My father visited after dinner. I’d refused to go down, instead staying in my rooms. After my conversation with my brothers earlier, I was confused. “You didn’t come to eat,” Father said, joining me on the window seat I’d been sitting in for the last hour. “I know.” “Why?” “I wasn’t hungry,” I said, keeping my eyes fixed out the window at the gardens down belo

CadenI had decided it was best to give Chloe space. I wanted her to settle back into her old house, and it was still filled with memories of her family that no longer existed.That was easier said than done, though, My first instinct was to bring her over a coffee in the morning and help her pack up her family’s house, but I knew she wanted to do this on her own. She had the right to make that decision, and I didn’t want to pressure her into anything.It had been over a week since I’d last seen her, but we had texted pretty regularly. At first our texts had been simple check ins, but as the days progressed she even texted me first a few times. I knew she was lonely, but I wasn’t complaining about it. It felt good to know she still wanted to talk to me, even if it was about packing boxes and the logistics of moving things around.I decided to stop her house on the following Friday with takeout. As I approached her door, I hesitated, wondering if I should have called first. But a friend

BylesI really didn’t want to go to family dinner on Sunday, but I knew Charles would have questions if I didn’t show up. I’d made excuses the last two weeks, and I knew another excuse wouldn’t be tolerated. Charles had always been big on family time. It was ironic, really, given the fact that neither he nor Natalie had been faithful to each other.I thought I’d gotten used to living with the guilt of my secret, but apparently, I hadn’t. As I walked into the dining room, my eyes were drawn to Adrian. I was genuinely shocked by his appearance; he looked terrible. Adrian was usually so put together, but today his clothes were disheveled, and his face was pale and drawn.I felt a twinge of guilt when I realized I had continued to whatever he was going through, even if I hadn’t meant to. I loved my nephew – he was more friend than nephew, far closer in age to me than my brother. That just made it worse, as far as I was concerned.

AdrianByles’ revelation about my true parentage left me reeling. I had always believed I was the Crown Prince, but now I realized I was an imposter in my own family.As the truth dank in, I found myself questioning everything I thought I knew about my mother. “How many affairs did she have?” I asked my voice shaking slightly. “Did she sleep around with whoever happened to be near?”Byles gave me a sharp look. “No, your mother was careful with her lovers. Not only were they discrete, but they were also of higher status. They all knew your mother would never marry then, and they all accepted the limitations she put on their relationships.”“Did she love them?” My voice sounded strangled even to my own ears.“Some, I think. Others were just physical releases to her. To be honest, I never wanted to know the details, so I never asked. I’ll admit I was jealous of those she chose to take into her bed.”“Did

AdrianI decided I had to tell Father – no, he was King Charles now – about my parentage. He deserved to know that I wasn’t his biological son, even if I had to reveal that his wife had affairs he’d known nothing about. I knew that revealing the truth would be hard, but it was something I had to do, I couldn’t live with the guilt.I respected the man so much, and.I knew if I was in his position, I would want ot know. I would want the son I raised to be a strong enough person to face the truth and share it. It was going to be the hardest thing I’d ever done, save for letting Chloe go. But it was something that I really needed to do. It was the right thing, and I kenw that the right thing wasn’t always the easy thing.The weight of this secret was too much for me to carry any longer, and he deserved to know I wasn’t his biological child. What he decided to do with that information was up to him, but I had to give him the options.