บททั้งหมดของ Rejected by my Choosen Mate : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

Rhys' POV“Leave me alone, you disrespectful monsters! I can't believe you would treat a royal this way!” A loud shrill filled my ears and my lips slowly curled into a smirk. In one swift movement, I turned my neck to stare at the reason for the noise, and my heart couldn't be more glad. Jayden’s little sister, Stephanie, was dragged in by my pack warriors and her loud yells excited me in some way. I tucked my hands in my pocket and watched as Jayden’s eyes widened with terror, it seemed like it was taking too long for him to accept the truth. He shook his head, groaning as he tried to move his toe, but he kept his gaze on his little sister who was forced to the ground. Stephanie got up like she owned the whole place, pointing a finger at me, “I can't believe you could be so silly and childish. Why would you bring me to such a distasteful place? Have you lost your manners?!” She snapped, and it took the last bit of my strength to keep my hands tucked in my pocket. Stephanie ran towa

Rhys' POVThreatening Jayden with his sister seemed to be the ultimate solution. He gave up the antidote and I wasted no time in releasing him. His sister, Stephanie, stared at me with her eyes filled with guilt and apologized. I must say, she was quite a princess, one that truly deserved her title. She was sensible, strong and loyal. Jayden was lucky to have someone like her as a relative. Months passed by in the blink of an eye. The pack has been peaceful since the war had stopped. Everything became easy and my daily routine became more boring with each passing day. To avoid wallowing in shame for a whole day, I went on pack patrols every morning before returning for the morning meetings just to keep the pack in shape.The rogues stopped visiting my pack, just like they never existed, but I knew deep down that Sebastian had something huge he was planning. I pushed the door open and stepped into the meeting room. My hair grew longer, but I had no intention of cutting it. They grew

Felza's POVIt's been a while since I last gave myself the self care I deserved. I kept getting into arguments with Axel and Chris even when their words were slightly true. Rhys was never coming back, but it was hard to accept that reality and move on. I was pregnant for him, but what would I tell my daughter about her father? Would she have to live without experiencing a fatherly love or I would live my whole life hiding the truth from her. The harsh, bitter truth that was hard to accept. How was I going to break it down to her? The fact that her father banished me, rejected me and left me to die in the woods during a war with rouges. He left me all alone and didn't bother to reach out to me for years.I stared at the reflection of myself in the mirror and sighed, combing my hair with a decorated brush I was given as a gift. Anyone who saw me would assume I was living the best life with people who loved me, but I actually had to battle between reality and my imaginations sometimes.

Felza's POVBreakfast was meant to be a moment of rest for my weary soul, but I still couldn't get my mind off what the maid said earlier. I inhaled a deep breath and tightened my fingers around the fork, slicing the pancakes and placing them in my mouth. It tasted heavenly, soft on the inside and crunchy on the outside, but it still wasn't enough to return my lost appetite. I forced a smile, eating more of the pancakes, but a cold, flat voice made me halt and raise my head. Sapphire. She gazed at me, her voice dripping with disdain, “do you have to act that way when you're eating something I prepared? The heavenly taste is undeniable, but you still had to act that way.” I furrowed my brows, taken aback by her sentence, “did you really make this?” I asked and she rolled her eyes, “I simply told you the truth right now, but you're still asking me the same question. I'm not as nice as my brother.” “Sapphire, what the hell is wrong with you?!” Axel snapped, slamming his fists on the d

Axel's POVThe fact that Felza could read people wasn’t new to me, but the fact that she opened me up, listed out my Insecurities and forced me to accept then stunned me to the core. She spoke the truth, but it was hard for me to accept them. I've lived in a shell for so long, I forgot what or who I truly was.After breakfast, Felza returned back to her hole, perhaps the library or her room, and I headed straight for the council room to make a judgment. Pushing my thoughts back, I pushed the door open and strode in. The generals were already seated, each of them reading through a file, perhaps, preparing for the trial as well. I flexed my muscles and sat down on the throne, somewhere I've been used to for quite sometime now. However, the throne felt slightly strange to me right now. Was everything worth it? Everything I had to experience at a young age, was it worth it? The responsibility, pushing my true self aside and living with a mask, was it all worth it? As soon as I sat on th