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CHAPTER FIFTY THREE
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Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FIFTY THREE
JESSICA’S POV The stone floor was cold beneath my thin silk ritual gown, but nothing like the ice running through my veins. The air in the room was thick with the aroma of perfumes: Thornes perfumes, a sweet blend of sandalwood and stale power. I felt like there was a weight on my skin that I can't wash off. As the secondary lock thudded, though, I didn't get panicked. I didn't have the strength to. He thinks I'm a lamb, I thought, my fingers skimming down the thick plaits of white silk. “He says he has set up the altar; he doesn't realize he has just handed me a knife.” My fingers touched the obsidian fragment that Jax dropped. It was cold and keen as a razor and buzzed with a dim dark power. I shuddered as I touched it. "Jax?" I whispered once more, peering up at the pitch black, soot-blackened grate in the ceiling. There was no answer. The distant regular grumble of the Spire's machinery, and the soft hissing of the Null-gas flowing through the vents. I felt a terrible sens
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FIFTY TWO
JAX POV This air in the ventilation shafts wasn't only dusty, it was the end of the world. Each inhale I made, I drew in a lungful of pulverized glass and Null-gas, a toxic brew formulated to leach a shifter's soul out of his body before he died. I coughed, a wet, rattling sound that had to be muffled by resting it on my bicep. As I withdrew my arm, I saw the grey soot was tinged with a startling crimson. I feel my wolf’s blood boiling, a chill wind threading my body, a cold chill of fear. Thorne is not only smothering me, he's erasing me. I had lived in the walls of the Spire long before I became a tracker for the Triad. I wasn't Jax, the shadowy killer with the sharp blades then. I was Elian, a "kitchen rat", a 'no name' who scrambled through these little iron necks to get a morsel of bread to give to my mother. For a moment I closed my eyes to prevent the heat of the vent from burning my face. I could still see her yet. I could still see the look on the way the "Great Alphas"
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
RYDER’S POVThe pantry of the Spire was a tomb for things that were meant to be enjoyed. It was filled with the scents of excess and expensive cheeses rotting in their rinds, vintage wines gathering dust, and the stale, sweet perfume of the man currently shaking in my grip.I had Jessica’s Stepfather pinned against a rack of century-old Bordeaux. My fingers were knotted so deeply in his silk cravat that I could feel the frantic, pathetic flutter of his pulse against my knuckles. It was a fast, rhythmic tapping, like a moth beating its wings against a glass jar."You always were a gambling man, fool," I purred. My voice was a low, sandpaper rasp, vibrating with a wolf that had been denied its mate for too long. "But you’ve played a losing hand. You bet on a King who’s already rotting, and now the house is calling in your debt."Look at him. This is the man who raised her? This spineless heap of silk and cowardice sold the only light in this mountain for a handful of gold. My wolf wants
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FIFTY
JESSICA’S POVThe ritual chamber was no longer a room; it was a hungry throat. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of burning frankincense and something more primal—the smell of an impending storm. Outside, the sky was a bruised purple, the stars hiding as if ashamed of what the moon was about to become.The handmaidens approached me with ceremonial bowls carved from human bone. Their fingers, cold and impersonal, began the final anointing. This wasn’t like the previous baths. The oil they used now was thick, viscous, and laced with crushed belladonna and "Moon-thistle." As it touched my skin, my vision blurred at the edges. Every nerve ending didn't just wake up; they began to scream.The oil felt like liquid fire. It was designed to turn my skin into a conductor, a raw wire that would allow Thorne to siphon the Sovereignty out of my marrow. Every brush of the handmaidens’ silk gloves felt like a serrated blade. Every breath of air that moved through the open rafters felt like a
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FORTY NINE
JESSICA’S POVThe Obsidian Bath had been a war of skin and shadows, but the ritual chamber was a stage.After Thorne had dragged me from the dark—his eyes wild with a mixture of Belladonna-haze and frustrated lust—he had handed me over to the handmaidens. Now, I stood in the center of the Spire’s highest peak. The air here was thinner, colder, and smelled of the incense they were burning to "purify" the space for the Blood Moon."Don't pull away, Jessica," Thorne’s voice echoed against the vaulted stone.He was standing behind me, watching my reflection in a massive, floor-to-ceiling obsidian mirror. Two handmaidens women with stitched lips and vacant eyes—were draping the white ritual gown over my shoulders.The fabric was a cruel joke. It was gossamer silk, so thin it was practically a second skin, designed to highlight every curve and every mark of the Triad-Bond. Under the flickering torchlight, I looked less like a Queen and more like a ghost already halfway to the underworld."
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT
RYDER’S POVThe iron shackles bitten into my wrists weren't the problem. I’d worn heavier chains in the pits of the North. The problem was the scent of Jessica faint, fading, and laced with the copper tang of fear drifting through the ventilation grates of my cell. It was driving me into a crazy state that no Null-magic could suppress."Keep your head down, mutt," the guard growled, slamming the butt of his pike into my kidneys.I stumbled, a dry groan escaping my throat, but I didn't fall. I couldn't. Under the sleeve of my shredded tunic, the small obsidian blade I’d palmed from the dining hall three nights ago pressed against my pulse. It was a sliver of glass, really, but in the hands of a man who had nothing left to lose, it was a god-slayer."You’re making a mistake," I rasped, my voice sounding like grinding gravel. "You should have killed me in the courtyard."The guard laughed, a hollow sound inside his silver helm. "The King wants you alive to watch him claim her. He says t
Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
JESSICA’S POV My shoulder was rudely shaken by rough fingers and I was dragged out of darkness. My eyes swung open to see Thorne bending over the bed. "Look at me, Jessica. A bride must not be so pale on her wedding night.” Thorne had a voice as smooth as velvet. He was in the middle of the S
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-27Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
RYDER’S POVThe world was a blur of mud, rain, and the sickening blue hum of Null-Magic.Whenever I attempted to inhale, the shimmering netting of the net tightened around me, the magic strings pierced through my jacket of leather and sting into my flesh. It was not only about physical agony becau
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-26Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER THIRTY
JESSICA’S POV The world was a sequence of jolts, screams, and the suffocating smell of velvet. My head was banging on the wood-frame every time the black carriage gave a rattling bump in the mountain pass. My hands were bound behind my back with shackles that bit into my wrists, the cold iron d
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-26Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
JESSICA’S POV The Den of Thieves did not simply smell like a city; it smelled like a wound that does not want to heal. All the breaths I got were filled with the smell of bodies that had not been washed, of fat being roasted and of the metallic, copper taste of blood. It was a feeling of suffoca
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