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

　　It has been two weeks since I saw Magnus' body, and yet, the bad dreams persist.


　　But surprisingly, I don't feel the urge to share my concerns with anyone anymore. The atmosphere around me seems peaceful, and everything appears to be back to normal.


　　I have started to think that maybe Draco was right all along. Maybe these dreams are just my imagination running wild. Perhaps they are just silly dreams with no deeper meaning or significance.


　　With Magnus gone, the sense of danger and unease has lifted. The castle feels safe again, and everyone seems to be going about their daily routines without a care.


　　I have begun to convince myself that I was just being paranoid and overly anxious.


　　But still, the dreams linger, haunting my sleep and leaving me with a lingering sense of unease.


　　I have even resorted to taking sleeping pills, which the doctor prescribed to help me get some rest.


CHAPTER 96 Moving On