Isabella’s POV
“Isabella Jones, will you be my chosen mate?”
The moment these words fell on my ears, I froze in my place due to shock. My mouth hung open as my heart started beating fast.
At first I couldn’t believe my own ears.
‘I must have heard him wrong’ I said to myself. There is no way he, a prince of our kingdom just asked me, an omega, who is considered the lowest in the hierarchy of werewolves, to be his chosen mate.
You can’t blame me for thinking like this.
After all I got rejected by not one but two of my fated mates who didn’t want me just because I am an omega.
I came out of my shocked trance with Princess Naomi’s voice, “are you crazy? You are joking, right?” She asked looking in my direction hatefully.
Her reaction told me that I didn’t hear anything wrong.
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