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~Xyana~

"Where did you hear that name from?" Gaston asks me.

"Does it matter? Who is she?"

"My mother."

"Goddess!" I breathe out.

"Now where did you hear the name?"

"I-I had a dream," I tell him.

"You dreamt about my mother?"

"No, not her. I dreamt about a woman who asked that I relay a message to you and the message is from Constantine."

Gaston sits up, staring at me confusingly. "What did she say?"

I go ahead to tell him everything, Temica, the woman in my dream, said, and when I'm done, he runs his hand through his head.

He kisses my cheek absentmindedly and stands up from the bed. "Are you feeling funny in any part of you?" He heads to his closet and gets back with a fresh change of clothes.

"I don't feel anything. I feel like me, Gaston. There's nothing different about me. And where are you doing this early?"

He winks at me feigning a smile. "I want to spend the whole day with you, Angel. But you know I can't. I'll quick
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    ~Gaston~I pull Xyana to my bosom and reach out to my brothers via mind link."I don't know what happened," Declan starts. "But they started falling on our sword too easily. The rest of them ran.""What!" I look at Callum and Azzarus's bodies, hoping their death might be the reason for whatever Declan just said."Where are you, Alpha, are you safe? I can't get Clif via mind-link-""We're good." I cut him off. "Come to the forest around the construction sight when you can. Inform Dion.""Alright." He cuts off."Who were you mind-linking?""Declan.""Are they okay?" "Yes," I reply.She sighs. "If you people lock me up while you go risk your life ever again," she continues, "I’ll kill you all, I’m not kidding. I’ve already killed one person. I know how to do it now." Fuck, my Luna looks so cute and very serious when she's threatening someone. "Consider me warned, and I'll relay the message to the rest of us." "And don't you dare block your emotions from me too?" Damn! "I’m sorry, L

  • Rejected and Claimed    189

    ~Gaston~ I search around for Xyana, and when I can't seem to find her, my mind tells me she may be behind Azzarus's invisible veil. But I can smell her, thank Goddess. Her scent is enough to guide me to her location. Still in wolf form, I started running in the direction of her scent. Callum's clones have definitely done a number on me, more so than I'd like to admit. Thankfully the pain hasn't hit me yet. The adrenaline racing through me made my injuries completely tolerable, if not altogether painless. Right now, my sole focus is on saving my distressed Luna. With her scent directing me, I soon passed through Azzarus's veil, and immediately, I froze, stopping dead in my tracks. The nasty, old warlock who calls himself an uncle of mine has Xyana pinned against a tree by her throat, her feet dangling at least a foot above the ground. My goddamn heart lodges beneath my jugular. A mind-link comes in from Dion. "Xyana is in trouble, Alpha. I can feel her fear." I swallow h

  • Rejected and Claimed    188

    ~Xyana~My thoughts get cut short by the sounds of growling and hissing coming from somewhere behind me. The sounds are like that of people fighting. My stomach takes a dramatic dive when I recognize the owner of the growls. I will know that sound anywhere. It belongs to Gaston. I sprint in the direction of the noises, my heart racing as the sound of my Alpha's distress only seems to grow louder and more intense. But instead of Gaston, I stumble on something way worse. There are two men; one is older with a hint of several gray hairs, and the other is younger. Both of them are looking out into a clearing of the forest, their backs to me. The younger one is standing, his arms casually crossed over his chest. The older man is crouched down low, his clothing flowing on the ground. His arms are held out in front of him, and his fingers are splayed out. It takes me a moment to realize exactly what they are looking at. There is a mountain of people piled on top of a fighting, snarli

  • Rejected and Claimed    187

    If you've gotten to this point, I'd love to send you virtual hugs and also thank you for sticking around till this point. Here is a free chapter for you ❤️ ~Gaston~ Callum's clones dig into my skin ferociously as if they're on some kind of drug. Time is running out for me to locate where Azzarus and the real Callum are. The more I lose my flesh to these clones, the weaker I'll become, preparing me as an easy kill for the real Callum. The clones I killed kept coming back to life giving rise to a continuous circle of killing and reappearing. Quickly, I shift my priority to keeping them away from my jugular vein. Callum and Azzarus didn't bother to provide them with any weapon, so they only have their fangs and nails to torture me with. I'm certain they will try to go for my neck anytime soon because it will be the quickest and easiest way to kill me. I can't let that happen. Before I could manage to push the multitude on my back away, two of the clones bit into my leg at the sam

  • Rejected and Claimed    186

    ~ Gaston ~Fuck! I know exactly who is behind this. Only one man can do this. Callum is using magic to make multiple copies of himself. But I already know that none of the versions surrounding me are the real him. And harming these duplicates will do nothing to the real him. I can kill them, yes. Just like I killed the other Callum that appeared in front of me. But he will still create a new uninjured clone to flash that stupid grin at me. Deciding to confirm what I already know, I shoot at four of them with silver bullets. They died and four fresh clones appeared to replace them. I shoot my hand out and, using pure force, I sink it into the chest of the Callum closest to me, not hesitating to wrap it around his heart. It feels extremely satisfying to watch fear take over his expression as he realizes my intentions, to rip his heart out from his chest. But before I can get a chance to bring his miserable life to an end, he vanishes into thin air, just like that. I try using m

  • Rejected and Claimed    185

    ~Gaston~My supposed friend, Callum stood before me, dressed casually in black slacks and a matching black button-up shirt. His cocky grin shows off the hatred I failed to spot all along. "Casualties of war, I suppose," Callum continues, his menacing grin expanding over the pale skin of his face. He speaks cheerfully as if this was one of those times we engage in deep friendly conversations in my office as old friends. An all-consuming fury races through me, taking over my every thought, my eyesight blurring with rage. "You did this?" I ask, pointing to my brother. Praying so hard for Callum that he actually has no hand in manipulating the dome.Come to think of it, if he does, then how?"I did it." He replies boldly, a big grin on his face. "You think having the Moon-made makes you all too powerful and untouchable?" "Callum..." I'm shocked at the words coming out of his mouth."Yes! I killed your brother. I got your best man, Ardbry, to deliver the lousy Moon-made to me, but hi

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