All Chapters of Her Rejection, His Regret : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Miller’s POV “Isla, believe me.” I called out to her desperately as Ed forcefully pulled me away from her direction. Max looked extremely smug as Isla buried herself into him, looking up with those huge saucer eyes of hers. She was so beautiful, and she did not deserve to be treated so badly. Max did not care about Isla like she believed him to. He was a liar. She needed to see through his bullshit. I knew that I was no better in her eyes. She hated me for everything that I had done to her in the past and of course I knew that made him like perfect to her. She needed to believe me now. They were not to be trusted. Max was clearly angry that I was onto him. He wanted me dead and at least if I was to die, I had managed to warn Isla. The rest was up to her. But the fact that this beautiful creature was walking towards us made me freeze. She was exactly like Isla, but an older version. “Get him out here.” I heard Ed scream as he ran towards me. The two w

Isla’s POV How did Miller escape? There is no time for the questions, although my head was spinning like crazy. I was in shock. How could Max do this to me? He was supposed to be my second chance, and I thought you love me. Clearly, I was wrong. “OH, Claudia I can’t wait to be with you forever and properly.” I heard him say they both came up for air. “What about her? I can’t even bring myself to say her name. She is disgusting, as well as stupid.” It was a damn good thing that Miller was holding me and covering my mouth. Otherwise, I would have already been over there, beating the shit out of that thing. She didn’t even know me, and you were talking like that about me. The worst thing being that Max would even allow that out of her mouth. He was supposed to be my mate, not hers or anyone else. So, I was lost as to why he was playing tonsil tennis with some slutty, she Wolf. “Isla, calm down. It’s okay, I’m here for you please trust me” he whispered in my ear

Isla’s POV How could this be happening? Miller was by my side the second that Max was dragged away from my sight. I couldn’t help but feel a strange overwhelming feeling of relief watching over me from my head to my toes. Surely, I should feel like my heart had been ripped out of my body since the bond with Max has been broken, I never would have imagined that he would hurt me that way. Max was evil and how I never picked up on that. I don’t know I thought so stupid so silly. How could a strong she Wolf like me no sense his Darkside? “None of this is your fault, and I don’t want to hear you thinking such nonsense.” Esmeralda said cupping my chin in her hand, forcing me to look at her. I gulped and forced back the tears because there was absolutely no way that I was going to cry not again. “I’m just so sorry that I wasn’t there for you, and I hope you can forgive me. I am here for you now and nothing will change that, I promise you that.” Esmeralda pulled me into a

Miller’s POV I looked around, trying hard not to panic all the while dread filled me. My stomach was in knots and my heart pumping away like it was about to break through my chest. Where could she be? She had gone with Esmeralda to talk and now I could not find either of them. I couldn’t see her and not could I pick up her scent. Nothing. It was as if she had never existed. “Isla?” I yelled before jumping into the air as my body shifted into my wolf. She had to be out there somewhere. I needed to find her and protect her. After about an hour of running through the forest, I stopped to catch a breath and some water from a small stream. It was beautiful out here. Suddenly out of nowhere, I felt a sharp pain ripple through my back leg causing me to whimper and slow down. I was shocked to see that two other wolves surrounded me, not as big as my own but baring their teeth and snarling like a pair of hungry hyenas. They must have hidden their scents as I sho

Isla's POV I found myself back in the packhouse, surrounded by blood-splattered walls. Bodies were lying all over the place, lifeless. Some even had limbs missing. It made me want to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth. My own blood boiled as anger raced through me. This was all Max’s fault. He was going to regret all of this. How dare he! “Isla, remember what your grandfather told you, keep your eyes ahead, let's not get distracted. Max will see you get weaker and take advantage.” Crystal whispered to me as we made our way up the stairs. I remembered that I had been on the middle floor when my mother had pulled me into that cupboard, so i9 was certain that she would be there. Crystal followed me and suddenly I came to the second floor. It was eerily silent, but then the closer we got to the first room on the left, there were voices. Cora and Miller. They were alive. My heart was beating like crazy while happiness washed over me from head to toe. "Isla." Cora