My heart raced as Alaric spoke, excitement coursing through my entire body. I turned to look at Delilah, who was standing next to me. Our gazes met, and she gave me a cold stare.
"With you all as my witnesses, I present to you my Luna, Delilah Fairchild."
Wait! What? Delilah, not Daisy? What's going on here? Is this some kind of mistake?
Alaric avoided my gaze as I turned to look at him, seeking confirmation if what I heard was indeed true.
He then walked to the end of the stage where Delilah and I stood, reaching out to take Delilah's hands and help her onto the stage.
"I told you not to try too hard, sis. He has always been mine. Do you get it now?" Delilah whispered to me before she ascended the stage.

***

Daisy and Delilah, twin sisters, shared everything and loved each other deeply until they both developed feelings for the same man- Alaric Blackwood, the Alpha of the Blackwood pack.
The happiest day of Daisy's life was when she discovered that Alaric was her mate. "I will declare you as my Luna after my coronation as the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack," Alaric had assured her.
Filled with anticipation, Daisy looked forward to Alaric's coronation, when he would publicly declare her as his Luna. However, the situation took a dramatic turn when, in front of all pack members, Alaric chose Delilah over Daisy, despite their fated bond.
Unable to bear the rejection, Daisy fled and was subsequently attacked by a beast. Fortunately, she was rescued by the mysterious Draco, who showed her nothing but kindness...

Rejected By My Mate, Chosen By The Lycan King

　　The lights casting strange shadows fueled my adrenaline, pushing me to move swiftly. With each step towards my room, the incident kept ringing in my head.


　　My hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor as I ran through the hallway, my pulse quickening with every moment. The urgency in my movements showed the intensity of my emotions, driving me to reach my room as quickly as possible.


　　As I got to my room, a feeling of unease washed over me, prompting me to hastily gather my little belongings. I don't have much but I can't just leave empty handed


　　The doubt that the house was truly haunted lingered in my thoughts, intensifying my need to leave. The room echoed with the sound of my hurried movements.


　　I was done packing, and I carried my bag and made a dash out of the room, I started running as fast as my legs could carry me.


CHAPTER 12 You Are Just Hallucinating