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

　　I saw Delilah's face, her eyes wide with terror, her skin pale and clammy. She was trapped, confined in a dark and ominous place, struggling to break free.


　　I felt her desperation, her panic as if I was right there with her. My heart raced, my mind foggy, as if I was trying to shake off a thick fog. I had to act, to help her, I couldn't see, couldn't think straight.


　　All I knew was that Delilah was in trouble, and I had to do something, anything, to save her. I took a big stone and started hitting the padlock that they had used to lock where she was trapped.


　　But as the padlock was about to open, my eyes snapped open and I jolted upright, clutching to my head, my heart racing like a wild animal, and my breath caught in my throat.


　　My sheets were drenched with sweat, my skin clammy and cold. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the haze, but the images lingered, haunting me. I could still feel the fear, the panic, the desperation.


CHAPTER 46 Decision Made