Rejected by My Royal Mate

Ch 3- The Perfect Revenge

-Alyna-

"Alyna, will you please stop acting so reckless and-"

It angered me, it made darkness swirl inside me. Reckless?



F*ck him! All the way to the burning corners of hell.

Anger rippled inside me when I heard his words, and I felt like screaming. Could he be any more selfish?

I wanted to kick him so hard that he would think twice about procreating. The kingdom of Lumene didn't need as.sholes like him.

My eyes flashed in anger as I stared at the handsome jerk in front of me, looking smug as hell.

I had loved him for a long, long time. We had been friends, and then acquaintances, and then strangers until the day I realized he was my mate. But all through this, there was one constant thing in my life that had comforted me.

My love for him. I had given and given him only love through it all, and what did I get in return?

Mockery? Humiliation? Rejection?

I didn't deserve that, did I?! I freaking didn't deserve such callous disregard.

He took a step closer to me... and his addictive scent made my head spin. My shameless body begged me to press it against his solid muscles. The need was like a maelstrom, sucking me in with seductive, compelling fingers.

I wanted his arms around me, I wanted his lips on me, I wanted his naked skin, burning marks on my naked skin... My pu*sy ached in need and I felt wetness drenching my underwear, even as I burned in humiliation. I licked my lips as I looked at him, and for a second, his eyes flashed towards mine, his need palpable in the way his blue eyes borrowed the nights and darkened.

I knew he could smell my arousal dripping down my pu*sy just as I could smell his pre-c*m dripping from his hardened c*ck. My tongue tingled to taste him. My heart begged.

I would have given in, too, like the pathetic, spineless fool I was. After all that I had heard about him going back to Riya, I would still have put my arms around him and rubbed my drenched underwear against him... except the next word that came out of his mouth stopped me cold.

"Come on, Alyna, you know it is going to affect you, too. Why do you want to prolong your pain?" his voice was patronizing, and I gritted my teeth. I was twenty. I was not a freaking child. "We are already affected as it is..." he whispered hoarsely as his eyes greedily swiped across my heaving breasts. He licked his lips as if I was a meat in the butcher shop.

"No, Prince Theoden." My eyes were dark in my rage and my lust as I took a step towards him.

I couldn't give into this lust. No matter how much I wanted to say f*ck it and grab him and have him under me, over me, wherever.

"What do you mean no? Come on, you are seriously thinking of doing this sh.it?"

I glared at him and hissed.

He looked perplexed as he took a step away from me as I placed my hands on his chest, my eyes daring him to open his mouth. He didn't.

"No, I am not going to make it easy on you, Theoden," my lips pulled up in a smile so vile, I could almost taste the bitterness of it on my tongue. "You can't get to reject me and then run back to Riya and expect me to be okay with all of that."

"What do you- what do you mean?"

"I mean, I am going to make you regret hurting me, humiliating me like this. You could have waited at least after the rejection to go to her room..."

"What are you talking about?"

I ignored him. "And I am also doing this, because I deserve to find someone else, too." I was half lying, but what the heck? "I deserve to be happy." I was proud that I had kept my voice cool. Even though my insides were shaking, my voice was unshakeable.

Irene would be proud of me, proud of what I was doing.

For a second, his face twisted in anger and something else. Possessiveness. Territoreal. But I wasn't his territory, was I?! Dragons were territorial creatures, but he was the one who wanted to reject me, and now he would pay for it. If he had rejected me, just rejected me, I would have been okay. But then going to Riya after the touches and the softness we shared? He couldn't have waited a day before he f*cked her?

His exotic blue eyes, like the most precious sapphire, darkened.

I told myself not to get sucked in by those f*cking eyes. They were my hellfire and heaven. They would ruin me for life...

"You want to find someone else." It wasn't a question, it was an accusation. Plain and simple. And his eyes seethed. Full of fire. Fire, he was not allowed to feel. He had no right to accuse me of anything the moment he decided I wasn't worth it and went back to his f*cking girlfriend. So...

He was looking at me as if I was the one hurting him, betraying him, rejecting him. He was looking at me as if I had made him the butt of cruel jokes. But no, he was the one to blame!

He did that to me.

Between yesterday night and this noon, I walked along with people snickering, pointing fingers, laughing at me, proving to me how much of a joke I was. He had broken what little dignity I was left with and now I had nothing left to lose.

"And you thought what? That I would stay single forever after you rejected me? That I would pine for you as I had pined for you for years."

He looked confused, as if he couldn't understand what I was saying. A.sshole.

"I won't do that, not anymore, Prince Theoden."

He blinked. Maybe he did think that I would stay single, with my tail tucked inside my thighs, quietly mooning over him from a distance, while he lived his happy life with Riya or whoever the f*ck he chose. Irene was right.

I had made him think it was alright to hurt me, to walk over me, to take me for granted.

It was ME. I had done all this to myself. No. It wasn't Everly. It wasn't Theo. It wasn't even my dragon who didn't want me. It was ME. I made myself into this.

I chuckled wryly. I had truly been a fool. I had wasted years of my life for this man.

This prince was not my prince. He was just a slimy frog. And he wouldn't even turn into a prince when I kissed him. He would stay a f*cking slimy frog.

"I will see you in a month, Prince Theoden. I can't wait for it, I can't wait for all of it..." I whispered as I looked at him, my eyes traced his dark features. Handsome jaw, eyes like a gemstone, sculpted body. And a heart made of rock and coal. He wouldn't get any gift for Christmas for being a good boy.

The thing about rejection games were... he couldn't be with his perfect girlfriend until the games were done. He had to stay loyal, only to me... while I could have any man I wanted. Oh, the pure taste of delicious revenge!

"No one will want you, Alyna." His voice rang true and clear. "I don't want you to be humiliated. Please. "

His words cut a straight path down my body. Ache rippled inside me as I shook my head, even as rage swirled.

No one will want you...

"We will see who is going to be humiliated, Prince Theoden. If not a hundred men, I will find at least one, and I will use him to hurt you, like you have hurt me." I straightened my back and gave him a challenging look.

"Alyna, just- just be reasonable. How can you do this and-"

I didn't know how I had ever loved this man.

"How can I not? After what you did, why do you expect me to be kind?" I whispered as I took a step back from him. "At the end of the games, make sure to reject me, Prince Theoden."

I left him there and walked back to the court. The elders looked at me with questions in their eyes. I looked around the court, and everyone was holding their breath, waiting for me to blurt out my decision.

Dragons were usually proprietary creatures, and dragons never rejected their mates, not often. There were very few rejections and even fewer rejection games.

Everyone was invested and interested.

After all, a dragonless woman mated with a prince... that made one heck of a topic. What was going inside the Sun God's head when he did this?!

My eyes met Irene and she gave me an encouraging nod. I thought about what Theoden had said about how no one would want me. It was like a knife stuck inside my heart. And someone was screwing the knife around, over and over.

"Have you decided, Ms. Vittorio?"

Yes. I have decided.

Prince Theoden did not get to tell me who would or wouldn't want me. Theo didn't have any say in how I live my life, and I was going to live my life the way I wanted to...

Getting my revenge.

"YES. I want to play the rejection games." My voice was resolute. It rang inside the hushed court. The Elders nodded grimly.

And then the whole court erupted into whispers as they talked to each other, eyes wide with excitement and wonder. No way to get out of this mess now. I was thrashing inside a pigsty, already, and the only way to get out- to become a pig.

I gave a derisive look in Theo's direction as he walked towards me, his eyes narrowed to a slit.

"What the hell are you doing?"

People looked excited. Some looked peeved, like Everly and her gang of bullies, when they realized that I would be getting all the attention for months now/

I am stuck, but strangely enough, I didn't care. I was way past caring right now.

Elder Calay and Elder Bernardo nodded curtly as Elder Calay handed me a thick file.

"You have in your hands the file of men who were without a mate, or were rejected by their mates, or whose mates died. First you have to choose the men and then you have to send them your invitations. They might either accept the invitation, or reject it. And after a month, the games would start and you will spend time with each of these men you chose. Is it clear, Alyna Vittorio?"

"Yes sir."

"You can go now."

I looked at the bulky file filled with names of the men who might or might not be perfect for me, but really... I didn't care about that. I didn't care about any of that. All I cared about was the murderous look in Prince Theoden's eyes.

"I can't wait to see you in a month, Prince Theoden."

"You live in the palace," he grunted as his eyes fell on the thick file in my hand. I could see his dragon thrashing to come out. He wanted to incinerate the file in my hand. Unfortunately, he couldn't.

"No, not anymore."

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