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CHAPTER 50: Confrontation
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Rejected and Torn between Alphas Chapter 51: Whiff of scents
BACK TO THE MIDNIGHT MIRAGE PACK.Tristan’s POV“The only thing that would save you from getting locked up inside that dungeon like she was is for you to look for her with whatever means you can,'' I yelled at the guard who was watching over Callista in the dungeon.“i_I_am sorry, my.” “Shut the fuck up! And don’t ever tell me that you are sorry. Never! Don't repeat that statement again, I warned, clenching my teeth and pointing a finger at his face. “So dumb of you to tell me you misplaced the key. How am I sure you didn’t plan the escape together with her?” My face twisted into a grimace. “No, no, my alpha. I didn’t do that. I can never plan with a betray..." Before he could finish whatever he was trying to say, my fist connected to his cheek with a sharp and stinging impact, leaving a red mark behind. He winced and held his cheek in pain. I did that because I knew what he was trying to spill from his fucking, stinking mouth, and I couldn’t allow him to say such things about he
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 52: The Search
Tristan’s POV~~ “Summon Healer Ragnar to my cottage immediately!” I ordered through gritted teeth, and my fist slightly curled into a ball. “My Alpha, if she had escaped through here, that means we can still catch up with her using our wolf speed,” Andrian suggested, and it sounds like a good idea to me."Okay, then, that sounds like a nice suggestion. Let's do this!” My eyes traveled between the two. I took the lead and climbed down the stairs leading down to a horizontal tunnel. It was pitch black; the human eye wouldn’t be able to see through it. We all transformed into our various wolves. With our eyes, just like two glowing orbs, like a tiny moon hidden in the shadows pierced through the dark tunnel, illuminating our way ahead as we keep sniffing to find the scents around the walkway. “Did you catch any scents?” I opened the mind link to breeze into their mind. “I do catch an interesting scent, but it was slightly,” Xavier answered, still using his nose to sniff and explore
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 53: Should I go in or just go my way?
Callista’s POV~~I have been running and running and running for the past ten hours, nonstop. Not even to have a break or drink water at the rivers I came across on my way because I was afraid they would catch up with me, and I couldn't afford to go back to that hell hole of a pack. I know they have treated me with love and care ever since I became their Luna, but why suddenly change because of mere accusations? I shrugged off the thoughts and kept going because I didn’t want to think about them any more. Maya was getting tired, and so was I. I shouldn’t have shifted because I was pregnant; it is very dangerous for me to. Werewolves aren’t allowed to shift into their wolf form when they are pregnant for fear of losing the baby, but I needed my wolf so I would be able to run farther away from them into the woods. They are stronger than I am, and it would be easy for them to catch up with me in my human form. I just hope my pup is safe there. Maya’s eyes darted around the towering t
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 54: Confessions
Tristan’s POV~~He has passed out for the past three hours, and he has yet to come back to consciousness. That’s the outcome of being at the mercy of my wrath. The strongest warrior in my pack will be like a helpless soul caught in the storm of my anger, trembling under the weight of my wrath. More reason: I prefer to keep things peaceful and harmonious in my pack. I don't enjoy revealing my wrath to them. I do that when it is needed, just like what kept healer Ragnar unconscious. “My Alpha, we have searched around the pack barriers and even went deep inside the woods, but there is no sign of her, nor did we perceive her scent,” the hunter-wolf leader bowed in front of me after their fruitless search of Callista. “She isn’t anywhere near this pack.” My voice carried a hint of emotion, judging from the fact that Callista was gone and never going to come back. “Order the rest of the hunter wolves to come back to the pack,” I said to him. "Okay, my Alpha,” he responded and turned to l
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 55: A Hut in the woods
Callista’s POV As I moved closer to the hut, my heart didn’t stop thumping loudly. It’s like performing a solo concert. I could feel the echoes in my chest. “Let’s go in.” I heard Maya’s voice, soothing my trembling body and soul. As I got to the entrance, I whipped my head to the side outside the hut, trying to see if I could get something I could use to attack, if it's probably a rogue or a vampire that resides in the hut. Luckily, I found a wooden plank lying on the side. I picked it up, reached for the creaky wooden door, and pushed it open with the tip of my finger.The door was slightly pushed backward, and the hinges barely made a whisper, as if conspiring with me to make my presence unknown to anyone who might be inside. I peered inside the hut to see if I could catch a glimpse of anyone around. My heart flew off when I saw something on the floor. It was made entirely of woven vines. My eyes fixed on the flat supportive surface when I saw a body lying on its surface, which
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 56: One Mission
Third-person POV_FLASHBACK_“You have just one mission there,” Kieran Logan said to his son, his eyes blazing with fury. “Yes father,” sixteen years old Tristan Logan responded, his eyes fixed on his father, Kieran Logan, the Alpha of the Midnight Mirage pack. “You have to kill him. I want him to die in your hand,” his voice laced with disgust. You would possibly tell from his tone that he had so much hatred towards whoever he had told his son to kill. “Father, I promise to do as you have told me. I am stronger than their Alpha, Damian Ironclaw. We will surely take that title from them.” Tristan smiled and said boastfully as his head bowed in submission to his father. A smile appeared on Kieran’s lips. “I trust you my son,” a wicked smirk appeared at the corner of his lips. “Let’s show them who we are. Let’s take the title of the strongest pack from them!” Kieran growled thunderously in his Alpha voice, shaking the ground they all stood on. He turned to the warriors that were s
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 57: Accepting the Alliance
Cassius POV~~Back at the Wolfsong Dominion PackA day later, My head held high as I fixed my gaze on the deep blue color of the sky. I watched as it began to transform as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting back a warm golden glow that was fading away gradually. The first twinkling stars appear, peeking behind the tall, towering trees in the woods. It's as if those stars were lighting the way for the moon. Night slowly crept in, descending upon the woods. The distant hooting of owls and night creatures could be heard.I took a deep breath, crossing my legs on the other, and my back rested on the fur-covered couch I was sitting on at the balcony of the alpha’s palace. I took a sip of the coffee on the table beside me, smiling at the thought of how drunk I had been the previous night. At least I felt a bit relieved during those tipsy moments. Even though those overwhelming responsibilities are now messing with my head and thoughts,. “Garret, I need you here. I’m on the balco
Rejected and Torn between Alphas CHAPTER 58: Proposing a war
Cassius’ POV~~Second day of the conference. We were all sitting down on a fur-covered couch behind a sturdy, rustic table crafted from weathered wood adorned with intricate carvings of wolves, moons, and ancient symbols. The surface of the table was scarred and worn, bearing the marks of countless gatherings. The tables’ legs are shaped like tree trunks. “Let’s observe a minute of silence for the demise of Alpha Damian Ironclaw, Alpha of the Wolfsong Dominion Pack,” a gray-haired old man announced as a hush fell over the conference room, obeying the order of the old man. The man is one of the council of elders of a neighboring pack in our county. He was wearing a large knee-length jacket that was slightly open to reveal his sun-baked, bare chest, loose pants, and combat shoes. A typical dressing for elder wolves. He was seated among the other pack’s elders. The majority of them have lines on their weathered faces that tell the tale of their old ages. I always attend the Annual A
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