Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Raven’s POV

I jerked back, realizing the rest of the guys were still there. That heat was back in my cheeks.

Kael shifted forward, a soft smile on his lips. “So beautiful,” he crooned, ghosting his knuckles across my cheek.

That foreign energy was back, zipping through me. All fire and ice and certainty. A new image filled my mind. I looked up into Kael’s eyes, now

lined with wrinkles, taking in the gray threaded through his hair. He swayed us back and forth to a Christmas song as stockings lined the

fireplace.

“Merry Christmas, Little Warrior. Thank you for giving me everything I ever dreamed of.”

Then that picture was gone, too. But tears sprang to my eyes. “How?” I whispered.

“Because you’re mine, and I’m yours,” Kael said, leaning forward and brushing his lips across mine.

“It’s bullshit. This isn’t real,” Asher snarled as he stalked toward the bed. He reached down and grabbed my wrist.

The energy was more ice than fire this time, the two sensations seeming to battle until they took me under into the images of the future. I gasped, the feelings grabbing hold before the pictures did. Asher’s hand gripped my hair, just shy of pain as he pounded into me. The sun baked into our bare skin, and a creek babbled in the background, but all I could feel was him: his power, the force of how badly he wanted me. “Wife,”

he growled. “Look how beautifully you take me.”

And then it was gone. Asher dropped my arm as if he’d been burned. “Sorcery,” he growled. “This is some sort of caster spell, and I won’t fall for

it.”

He stormed out of the room without another word, and all I could do was gape. Ezra stood then, crossing to the bed. His expression was impossible to read, but those blue-green eyes swirled, both colors darkening. “I already know the truth,” he rasped. “But don’t worry. I won’t saddle you with a mate like me.”

And then he, too, disappeared, trailing after Asher. Pain lanced my chest, his words like acid poured into the wound. My gaze couldn’t help but travel to Dexter then, seeking out some sort of comfort.

But I didn’t find my usual joking charmer there. Instead, I found a look of agony. Shadows rimmed Dexter’s green eyes as he stared at me from his spot near the wall. It was then that I realized he was as far away from me as he could get.

Dexter’s throat worked as he swallowed. “I’m sorry, Raven.”

It was possibly the first time he’d used my formal name. And it felt like a dagger to the chest. But the next two words dealt the death blow.

“I can’t.” And then he was gone, too.

The house was quiet. Too quiet. But that’s what happened when a bomb of destined-mate bonds detonated.

I rubbed at my chest, the ache deepening with each moment of distance from Ezra, Asher, and Dexter. Asher, I’d expected. Even Ezra made sense; connection wasn’t exactly his thing. But Dexter? That killed.

I listened for a moment and waited, but didn’t hear anything. I knew Nox and Kael were around somewhere. They’d tried to soften the blows of rejection, but they couldn’t force the others to accept the bond, and I wouldn’t want them to.

My hand curved around the doorknob and twisted. Stepping out into the late afternoon air, I let the scents of pine, moss, and the creek in the distance clear away the aromas that had been drowning me for the past twenty-four hours. It was a special kind of torture to scent all five of my mates and know that more than half didn’t want anything to do with me.

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My wolf let out a keening noise. I didn’t know what I could do to soothe her. Tell her it would be okay? But I didn’t believe that.

I made my way through the backyard and into the trees surrounding the gorgeous mountain mansion. Slipping between them helped. Being one with nature. And it would help my wolf if I let her free.

When I reached the creek, I stripped, folded my clothes neatly, and left them on a log. Then, I tugged at the change. It was slightly more painful this time, evidence of being at odds with my very nature. Only it wasn’t me who had made that choice. I would’ve welcomed all my mates, even the one who was a complete ass most of the time. But I wouldn’t force a damn thing on anyone.

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