Chastity
The King stormed from my room, leaving me terrified. There was a strange male in my bed, and my clothes had been removed. I hadn't done more than scream before he had said he rejected me as his mate. Oddly enough, I could still feel the strange connection that had hummed to life between us during the Yule Ball. That nearly irresistible pull to be near him even though he terrified me.
I had heard stories from Rob about wolves rejecting their true mates. He had grown up having them told to him by his parents like they were some warning about the act. It was supposed to be painful and leave the rejected party feeling wounded and hollow. I didn't feel any different than I had before the King's frightening growl woke me from my sleep. The male sprawled naked in my bed hadn't stirred
