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Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter one hundred and one.
Eva's POV.The tears had stopped, but the ache hadn’t.I sat there, my knees hugged to my chest, as the moon’s reflection moved in the rippling stream like it was mocking me, the night was quiet now, the kind of quiet that lets your thoughts get louder, I hated that part the most, when your mind starts replaying every word, every stare, every truth you’ve tried to bury.She’s not one of us. She doesn’t even shift.They weren’t wrong.I’d tried to tell myself they didn’t matter, that I didn’t need their approval. But tonight, surrounded by a pack that was transforming under the full moon while I sat on the outside, I had never felt smaller.Eventually, I pushed myself up, limbs stiff, heart heavier than before. I shuffled over to the wooden bench near the water’s edge and sat, closing my eyes and breathed in the scent of earth and water.Maybe just five minutes, I told myself. Just a moment to feel like I’m not falling apart.And for a moment, I did feel safe.Until something moved be
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter one hundred.
Eva's POVThe evening was in full bloom and I was alone in the room.It was beginning to get suffocating, repeating the same process of the day always.So I decided to step out.The cold evening breeze washed over me and for the first time in what felt like days, I felt alive again.But I hadn’t walked more than a few yards before I noticed something strange.Everyone… was rushing.The streets, usually lazy and slow this time of day, were suddenly buzzing. Everyone hurrying in the same direction. Warriors. Mates. Even the older omegas who never left the kitchens. I paused, watching as people poured out of homes and buildings, heading toward the heart of the woods.Where were they going?A maid, Mila, I think her name was... brushed past me, nearly tripping on her hem.“Mila!” I called out, jogging to catch up.She turned, flushed and breathless, clearly in a rush.“My lady, oh, you're not ready yet?” she asked, confused.“Ready for what?” I frowned.Her brows shot up like I’d just tol
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter ninety nine.
Eva's POV.It was past noon, and the house's silent, all over the house was so suffocating, I wanted to scream. The quiet wasn’t peaceful, it was stifling,I had been alone since Nicklaus slammed the door behind him last night, storming out of his training hall. Since he decided, again that the best way to deal with our disagreements was to run.And this time, he ran to them.His mistresses. His pretty little distractions. His poisonous comforts, women who didn’t ask questions, didn’t make demands, didn’t fight back when his anger rose like a storm tide, women who didn’t care about him, not the way I did.My fingers were tangled in my hair, half heartedly trying to make sense of the chaos there, but I kept losing focus. I sat on the large dressing chair in our bedroom, before the mirror. I hadn't opened the curtains fully; part of me didn’t want the sun to touch me today. It felt like undeserved warmth.I combed through my curls again. The bristles snagged near the roots, and I wince
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter ninety eight.
The door clicked shut behind him as Nuela practically ran out, but Nicklaus didn’t move. The room felt hollow, too quiet, too still. His heartbeat loud enough that he could hear them in his ears, louder than the muted music outside or the whisper of voices from the hallway as the quarter party continued. He stood there, his back pressed against the wood, trying to collect the pieces of whatever was left of him after that encounter.His knuckles still ached from how hard he’d gripped her wrist. Shame prickled the back of his neck, he hadn’t meant to hurt Nuela... not really... but he also hadn’t expected his emotions to boil over like that. Rage, guilt, confusion… it all clawed at him.He ran a hand over his face, exhaling slowly, the weight of his choices pressing harder than ever, this place that once felt like his pleasure pack away from his worries, now it felt like a crypt, each memory layered with dust and regret. His lavish VIP room, the half drunk bottle of scotch on the side
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter ninety seven.
Nicklaus fumed with anger and frustration as he stormed through the hallways of the quarters. The building was familiar, holding the memories of far too many nights spent in the same disarrayed state... fueled by anger, by tension, or even crave for pleasure. It was his last resort; it was where men like him went when the world weighed too heavily on their shoulders and needed a night of pleasure and ecstasy.The last time he had walked these halls immediately after released from death had been under different circumstances, with a sense of triumph and freedom that came knowing he wouldn't be back. Because he was getting married and the last thing he wanted was to cause her pain by cheating with his other mistresses. But it seemed that was too much sacrifice for her. Tonight, he was ready to feed his beast, it's been a long while anyway. And what better way to do that than with Nuela? the woman who had once held a place in his life... who had once known the touch of his lips, his
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter ninety six.
Eva's POV.The bed was empty when I reached out.Nicklaus wasn’t there.I blinked against the early morning light filtering through the curtains, sitting up slowly, the draw of sleep still in my eyes. The room felt too quiet without him in it. I glanced toward the door, hoping maybe he’d just stepped out for water... or something, but no. He was gone.Again.I sighed, dragging myself out of bed, and headed into the bathroom, starting the bath without much thought. The steam was warm against my skin offering relaxation, but my mind was already pacing like a restless animal.Where had he gone?After last night… I didn’t expect him to vanish like that, not without a word.I sank into the tub and tried to push the unease out of my lungs, he needed space, I told myself, that was who he was, he had a lot going on, but still, the way he’d looked at me..touched me. That hadn’t felt like something you walked away from without a trace.When I got out, the maids had already arrived. I must’ve be
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