Rejected then Claimed by the Alpha King (Liam and Hope) novel Chapter 11

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Blair’s POV

I’ve been Christian’s Luna for five years.

But he never marked me. Never sealed the mate bond with me.

Every time I brought it up, he’d brush me off with a smile. “Blair, I’m too busy. Pack matters are piling up.

Sealing the mate bond? What difference does it make?”

And I believed him. I always did. Until today.

I saw it with my own eyes-Christian, standing before the pack elders, sealing the mate bond… with my twin sister Carrie, the one who vanished five years ago.

In that moment, my wolf let out a low, guttural growl inside me, her claws tearing at my heart.

Carrie’s eyes were red with tears as she threw herself into his arms, gripping the bond-sealing contract

tightly.

“Christian, it was my fault… I left you at the altar…” Her voice trembled. “I know you’re only agreeing to this

because I have cancer. But I still have to ask-after all these years, did you ever forget me? Did you actually

fall in love with Blair?”

He was silent for what felt like a century.

I stood nearby, my nails digging deep into my palms. Blood trickled down my fingers. Even my wolf was

trembling.

“No,” he finally said, voice cold as a winter frost. “Never.”

Carrie instantly broke into tears of joy. She rose on tiptoe and kissed him.

And him… his hand hovered for a moment-then settled on her waist, deepening the kiss.

“No-!”

My wolf let out a furious roar. A violent storm surged through my veins. My fingertips went numb, my bones tensing until I could feel my claws threatening to break through skin.

But none of them looked my way. Not even once.

Beeeeeeep-

A car horn blared, sharp and sudden. I jerked my head up.

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Three black Maybachs pulled up nearby. Out stepped the three Alphas of the Bloodstone Pack-my three

older brothers: Lysander, Orion, and Zayden.

“The bond-sealing deal’s signed? Mate bond sealed too?” Zayden clapped his hands. “Great. Restaurant’s

booked. Let’s go celebrate.”

Cold seeping into my bones like I’d been thrown into an Arctic sea.

These were the same brothers who made me breakfast this morning with their own hands.

Carrie sobbed as she ran into their arms, like a little girl finally returning home. “I thought… I thought you all

didn’t want me anymore…”

The three of them exchanged glances, their expressions complicated. In the end, Zayden reached out and ruffled her hair, tone indulgent like always. “Silly girl. You’ve been causing trouble since you were little. When

have we not cleaned up your mess?”

Carrie wiped her tears away and looped her arms through theirs like it was second nature. The four of them walked into the cars, all smiles and laughter.

Not one of them looked back at me.

Only when their cars disappeared from view did I finally collapse against a tree-like my heart had just been

ripped out.

The bark scraped my skin, but that pain was nothing compared to the way my heart had been torn wide

open.

Carrie was always the one everyone adored. Ever since we were kids.

We were twins-but we were never equals.

When I had a fever, my brothers took her to the amusement park. When I spent my birthday alone, she got

gifts from the entire pack with my brothers at her side.

I crushed on Christian for ten years-he was my fated mate-but one look from her, and he rejected me and

kissed her hand instead.

I thought it was my fate-to be unloved, to be the forgotten placeholder.

Until she ran away from her own wedding.

Wearing a million-dollar gown, she eloped with an Omega and dragged two packs through the mud.

That night, my brothers announced I was their only sister from then on.

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And that same night, Christian stumbled drunk into my room.

He pinned me against the wall, twirling my damp hair around his fingers, eyes hazy.

“You look just like her…”

Then he pulled out the wedding ring meant for Carrie… and slipped it onto my finger.

“She’s gone. So… be my Luna. You’re my mate anyway, right?”.

I knew I shouldn’t have said yes. But I loved him too much. For far too long.

For five years, he treated me like royalty.

Sapphires, Eiffel Tower dates, diamonds, candlelit banquets-anything I so much as glanced at, he’d have it

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