All Chapters of REJECTED BY MATE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ella Holden’s POVMarcus was breathing hard. I didn’t know what was happening to him. He’d been fine a moment ago. What went wrong? That was all I could think about as I raised my hand and brushed through his midnight-black hair—the kind of hair that makes you want to keep touching it.I stroked his strands gently, and he let out a sound of relief. I whispered softly, “What’s wrong, hmm?”He sighed, exhausted. “I’m suffering, Ella. They’re trying to control me. It hurts… so much.”“Who?” I asked, my fingers still running through his hair.“I don’t want them to take over. I hate them,” he muttered, sadness breaking through his voice. He didn’t really know how to explain his feelings, but somehow, I felt safe with him.I tried to move him, but his face was buried deep against my neck, holding on like I might disappear. Then I realized he’d fallen asleep. I shifted him gently, laying him on the bed so he’d be more comfortable. My hand brushed lightly over his hair, and my own head tilted

Ella Holden POV“What did you two talk about?”I turned my face away, bitter and cold.“About everything. You already know.”He hissed, impatient.“If there’s something you’re hiding from me, you’ll regret it later, Ella. I’m warning you, tell me before it’s too late.”My chest tightened, and a tear slipped before I could stop it. I wiped it quickly.“What could I possibly hide from you, Alpha Marcus?”He grabbed my face roughly, his hands pressing into my cheeks. His eyes searched mine like he was trying to drag the truth out of me.“I don’t know what it is, but I know you’re holding something back. Stop shaking. I’m not going to eat you alive if you just tell me, damn it!”I blinked, terrified.“I’m scared.”He released me so fast, shock flickering in his gaze.“Of me?”I shook my head, and his hands came back, softer this time. His touch sent shivers through me, breaking down my resistance. Maybe I could finally tell him. Maybe he could help me lock Ria away forever.“Then who are

Ella Holden POVThe only thing my eyes focused on was his hand, hanging loose in the air, veins running along it in a way that looked impossibly strong and beautiful. I almost reached out to touch it, until he stopped me with a tired voice.“You were awake! Get up already. My arm is numb, and it’s about to cramp because of your hard head!”That’s when I realized Marcus had woken up, curse him, after that night that had shaken us both. I quickly sat up and pulled away from the couch, my eyes flicking nervously toward his tense face.“Damn it.”He pressed a hand to his forehead, whispering in frustration. Then suddenly, he lifted his gaze, and the sharpness in his eyes made my heart jump.“You’re the reason for everything that’s happening to me, Ella.”His jaw clenched tight, anger written all over him, before he rose to his full height, towering above me.“I haven’t let myself drink that much in years. And here I am, still fighting the hangover, all because of my stupidity with you.”I

Ella Holden POVEven with the storm raging around us and our fight tearing the night apart, I couldn’t shut out the sound of his heartbeat. It was wild, reckless, louder after he had confessed his love in the middle of his anger.My lips parted, my mouth opened slowly, and a flood of emotions rushed through me, tangled and overwhelming. He loves me. And somehow that only made my chest tighter, not calmer.“Speak, Ella!”His deep, commanding voice pulled me out of my daze. My lashes trembled under the weight of his fury. I stared at him, lost, barely processing the words I had just heard from him.“Was that a confession, Marcus? I didn’t imagine it, did I?”His eyes traveled down my soaked body, his jaw tense.“My feelings aren’t a joke, little one.”I shook my head hard.“That’s not what I meant. I just… I need to be sure. You said it while you were angry.”He dragged his hand over his face roughly, wiping away the rain.“And everything said in anger isn’t true? Isn’t it the opposite?

  Ella Holden pov My eyes widened in shock as he adjusted himself, trying to push his cock inside me. “Lift up a little, baby.” I placed my hands on his shoulders, hesitating.“Are you serious?” His deadly stare cut through me.“Do I look like a man joking right now?” I swallowed hard, torn between the fear of pain and the desperate hunger to feel him deep inside me. “You want a promise, little one?” I raised my hips slowly, doing what he wanted. His hard length pressed eagerly against my wet core. “You won’t hurt. That’s my promise. From a man who loves you like madness.” A smile escaped me without thinking, just as he thrust into me with his thick cock. My body jolted upward, a wave of