Reject me? What is she going on about? Is this about her being my mate again?
"Reject him in what sense?" Gwen enquired. She looked at Gwen with side eyes and fixed her eyes on me.
"I am not here to talk to you, so stay out of this." She said and placed her hand on her chest.
"I, Eleanor Mabel Jacob, the daughter of—" Gwen cut in.
"What are you saying? Why would you reject him when he is not even your mate?" Gwen questioned.
"You better stop talking nonsense and get out of here. Guards! Guards! Guards!" Gwen shouted, looking around the hallway for warriors.
"Reject me if that will make you feel better, but don’t expect me to accept the rejection because you are not my mate." I said in an authoritative tone.
"Wow, what’s wrong with this chick? Are you sure she didn’t hit her head on
