All Chapters of Rejected Crown: Perpetual Twilight: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Quinn's POV) I can’t believe how fast the last couple of days have gone. Magnus will be here soon, and he is going to want my answer. Could I even do what Logan suggested and just tell him no. I don't know much about our alpha, other than he is powerful, and he doesn’t like it when people don’t do what he asks. Is it worth challenging him on this? I should just flip a coin to make my choice. It's the only thing I can do right now to choose between the boys. The girls can’t help me, I already know they would pick Landon. I would if I were them. Everything he said meant they could have the life they want, but can I live like that. It doesn’t make me a bad person to want to choose my partner based on who would make me happy. My happiness would make the pack a better place to live after all. Out of the two boys that Logan was the right choice for me, and I am certain he would be on board with my plans for the pack. I just don’t think he would be the best leader, and that is weighing on

(Quinn's POV) I bolt away from my mother’s apartment. I don't know where I am going or how I am going to get myself out of this mess. The way Magnus is acting is diabolical. This isn’t the olden days, and the last I knew, we were not in a dictatorship. Whatever.No one can help me. I can’t blame Logan for this. He only told me what I wanted to hear. His words were true. I am the one with all the power. It was written all over his dad's face. Magnus just wanted to prove his balls were bigger than mine. I can’t blame him for that because he was the alpha, after all. If he backed down to me, it would leave him open to a challenge from one of the other males in the pack. The Woulfes have been running the pack for a hundred years. It's all they know. If they lost their position in the pack, it would kill them. Being in charge runs in their blood. They couldn't follow anyone else. Magnus makes the rules to keep us safe, and he has taught the twins the skills needed to run the pack. Aside

(Quinn's POV)With each step I take away from home, the weight of my decision becomes heavier. Am I insane for doing this? It's not like I have another choice. Magnus cast me out, and he won't let me back in the pack until I choose my mate. If my plan works, everything goes back to normal. If I fail, and I'll have to return home and choose a mate. Alone in the darkness, a shiver runs down my spine. Maybe I am just being paranoid, but I just can’t shift the feeling that I am being watched. It is after dawn and instead of the sun rising and the birds singing, there is only silence, and I hate it. I didn’t enjoy living in the middle of nowhere before. I have always been a social person, or at least I tried to be. It isn’t easy when the only people I could interact with were the ones in the pack. When I got to London, I realised everything I had been missing out on, and I wanted it back.I think I will ever truly be happy within the confines of the pack. It's not like I have a choice in t

(Salvatore's POV)The perpetual twilight has brought the once bustling city of London to its knees. It’s a stark contrast to just a few weeks ago, when the streets were full of life and now they are eerily quiet. The pavement is worn from the countless feet that have walked over them through the decades. Each step once held a story of their own. Now they are a part of a singular tale embedded into the bones of the city. The buildings, once bustling with life, have become silent sentinels. The bricks hold the secrets within their sturdy walls. They seem to have absorbed the history of the city, like ancient mentors guarding knowledge only they possess. As I move through the historically intricate streets. The air itself carries the weight of time. It's as though the past is desperately trying to bring life back to the practically abandoned city. With each breath, I become a part of the collective experiences of those who have walked these streets before me. London has always been a cit

(Quinn's POV) The country was far from pure before all this happened, but now it is even worse than before. What was once normal has turned into a dark seedy world, that the people here seemed to be okay with. In fact, a lot of them seemed to thrive in the new environment. I cannot understand how they can just be okay with what is happening to them, but they don’t seem to care. They are oblivious, and it is almost like they are walking around wearing blinkers. There is nothing I can do to help the people here. I take a seat at the bar and order a vodka soda. I hadn’t planned on drinking, but I need to fit in. There doesn’t seem to be any alternative to alcohol on offer here, so I just have to go with the flow and sip my drink. I need to keep my head clear and focused. It wasn’t about partying or trying to enjoy myself because the main thing is to get information, and I can’t do that if I was inebriated. A shifty looking vampire walks past me, and I can tell from his skin colour and