100 ways to get rejected by the alpha

1. I must get divorced!

AT THE SAME TIME

AT ISABELLA'S POV:

My eyelids fluttered open, and the world around me slowly became focused. I blinked a few times, adjusting to the soft, golden light filtering through the heavy velvet drapes. My head felt a bit foggy as if I had been in a deep sleep for years. The silk sheets slid down to my waist as I sat up, revealing an intricate nightgown I had never seen before. Where am I?

“This isn’t my bedroom,” I murmured, rubbing my eyes.

Suddenly, the heavy oak door creaked open, and a young woman in a simple, yet elegant dress entered the room, carrying a tray of steaming tea and pastries.

"Good morning, Lady Isabella." She said with a warm smile, setting the tray on a small table beside the bed.

"Lady Isabella?" I asked, frowning.

"Oh, my apologies, my lady. I assumed you were aware. The royal family has been expecting your arrival."Maid said.

"But… I don’t understand. How did I get here? And who are you?"I asked.

"My name is Melissa, my lady. I’m your attendant. The King and Queen will explain everything when you’re ready to meet them. For now, please, enjoy your breakfast and take your time."Melissa said.

"Thank you, Melissa."I said.

She bowed gracefully and left the room, closing the door behind her. I picked up the delicate teacup, the warm porcelain comforting in my hands. As I sipped the fragrant tea, I tried to make sense of everything.

A castle. Royalty. It felt like I had stepped into the pages of a fantasy novel. Part of me was frightened, but another part was undeniably thrilled. I was inside the novel that was for sure. Soon I was led through the ornate corridors of the castle, my heart pounded in my chest. Melissa stopped in front of a pair of massive doors, which opened slowly to reveal a magnificent throne room. At the far end, King William and Queen Clara sat regally upon their thrones, their presence commanding and elegant. The king, with his silver hair and stern gaze, exuded authority, while the queen, with her gentle smile and warm eyes, radiated kindness.

"Your Majesties," I greeted them.

"Welcome, Lady Isabella." King Villiam said. We are pleased to finally meet you."

"We hope your journey here was not too distressing."Clara said.

"Thank you, Your Majesties."I replied. "I’m… still trying to understand everything."

"You are here because you are destined to be the mate of our son, Prince Noah."King said.

I remember hearing that name from somewhere.

"Mate? But… I don’t even know him."I said.

"You will have time to get to know each other."Queen Clara assured me."The bond between mates is a powerful one, forged by destiny."

Just then, the doors opened again, and a tall, handsome young man walked into the room. His silver hair fell in waves around his face, and his eyes were a piercing blue.

"Noah." King Villiam said."This is Lady Isabella."

Noah’s eyes met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of recognition or was it annoyance? He nodded a bit.

"Lady Isabella."He said, his voice cool and distant.

I saw how the royal couple left the room. As the king and queen left the room, Noah turned to me, his expression hardening and getting more cold.

"I’m going to be straight with you, Isabella." He said, crossing his arms. "I have no intention of marrying you. I don’t believe in this destiny nonsense."

Now I recognized him. I was inside the novel. 'How to train a future king.' I was Isabella Brown, a woman who got taken inside by the royal family and killed by his TRUE love.

"So." I began, trying to ease the tension. "What are these plans of yours that don’t include marriage?"I asked.

"I want to travel, explore the different realms. Learn more about the world beyond this kingdom. There’s so much out there, and I don’t want to be stuck here, living by someone else’s rules."Noah said.

"I can relate to that. I never imagined ending up in a place like this, with people expecting me to fulfill some prophecy."I said.

He looked at me then, a spark of interest in his eyes. "What about you? What did you want before all this?"Noah asked.

"I had my own dreams. I wanted to pursue my own path, find out who I am without all these expectations."I said.

In a bit Melissa led me back to my room, her footsteps echoing softly on the marble floors.

"Is there anything else you need, Lady Isabella?" Melissa asked as she opened the door to my room.

"No, thank you, Melissa and call me Isabella." I replied, giving her a small smile. "I think I just need some rest."

"If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call for me."Melissa said and left.

I walked over to the window and looked out at the vast, moonlit gardens below. The castle was perched on a hill, surrounded by dense forests that seemed to stretch on forever. I had to find a way to leave, but it wouldn’t be easy. The castle was heavily guarded, and the terrain around it was unfamiliar and potentially dangerous. I needed a plan a solid, foolproof plan. In a drawer, I found a small dagger, probably more decorative than functional, but it was better than nothing.

Just then, a soft knock on the door startled me. I quickly hid the parchment in a drawer and opened the door to find Elara standing there, a concerned look on her face.

"Is everything all right, my lady?" She asked.

"Yes, everything’s fine."I said, forcing a smile.

"Good to hear. I hope soon Prince Noah will like you. You his future queen and Luna after all."Melissa said.

"If you say so."I said.

I needed to find a way to get rejected by him before the Alpha and Luna ceremony and before SHE appeared in the picture. I knew that I didn't have much time but I had to do everything I could to survive.