บททั้งหมดของ Rejected and Torn between Alphas : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Callista’s POV~~ “What do you mean?” I asked out loudly that Shaman Magnus and Lily heard what I had said. “Who are you talking to?” They both chorused. They wore a confused expression about who I was talking to; probably they had forgotten that I can now talk to animals. “You can heal your child yourself,” the creature repeated, as its voice reverberated in my mind. “We’ve tried everything we could, and Shaman Magnus here has brewed all sorts of portions for her, and we are even coming from a healer. How do you mean I can heal her when these people who have more power than I am aren’t able to do that?” I explained this to the creature. Maybe it would understand that the situation was beyond my control. “You have the power to heal your child from that sickness, and if you fail to do that within the next few minutes, you are going to lose her,” the animal said to me in my head and walked away. I stared at it as it walked deeper into the forest until it went out of sight. All this

Third-person POV~~ The sunset painted the sky with a myriad of colors, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. Callista and Lily were sitting on a log of wood at the front of the hut, each of them in the realm of their own thoughts. The hidden abilities that were unlocked in Callista still baffle her. The perceptions she had about herself had now changed, and all she was thinking of was how she would return to the Midnight Mirage Pack to get the truth about her identity from Healer Ragnar. She wanted to ask Lily if she would be willing to go back with her, but then she remembered that Lily had made it known to her that she wasn’t going to return to the Midnight Mirage pack. She sucked up the thought of asking her. “Just summoned the courage, Callista,” she muttered to herself, barely above a whisper that no one would hear. She took a deep, quick breath and stared at where Lily was sitting opposite her at the other end of the hut. “Lily,” she called, which made Lily raise her h

Callista’s POV~~ Lily and I had agreed to go back to the Midnight Mirage Pack to get more information about my identity from healer Ragnar, and there was also one thing that has been on my mind for the past five years, ever since I knew about who my father's killer was. Yes, you are right. Revenge. I will avenge his death and make Tristan pay for it soon. But the problem now is how to get Shaman Magnus to come with us. We don’t want to leave him back in the hut, even though that has been his home. “What do you think we should do, Lily?” I voiced my concern about getting Shaman Magnus to follow us. “We just have to tell him and hope he agrees to it,” Lily responded casually, as if it were less of an issue to her. “Okay,” I muttered slowly. “Let’s go,” I beckoned. We walked back inside the hut because we were outside this whole time. As we got inside the hut, thanks to the moon goddess, Jessica was fast asleep as she was just recovering from her illness. We went inside the inner r

Callista’s POV~~ I had promised myself never to use this power for my selfish interests, but Tristan isn’t the type to be easily swayed. I know he wouldn’t say the truth if I didn’t if I didn’t go hard on him. He is a powerful Alpha, no doubt, but I don’t think he would be able to resist my charm. I would need to control his mind a bit and make him spill the truth himself. The mind control seemed a little strange to me, and ever since I knew about it, Maya has been helping me out on how to use it effectively. All the powers that were beginning to manifest, he had directed me on how to use them. For mind control, I just have to trick his mind to tell the truth. He wouldn’t know how it was happening. He would just find himself saying what he didn’t want to say. He would feel used, and that’s how I want him to feel. “Where is healer Ragnar?” I yelled and locked her eyes with him with a sadistic smirk at the corner of her lips, relishing in his powerlessness and inability to fight my

Callista’s POV~~ Looking at Lily and Andrian in each other’s arms reminded me of those moments with Tristan while I was still his Luna. The memories flooded into my mind as I watched them catch up with each other after five years of separation. I can’t doubt Andrian’s love for Lily. I remembered that he used to be all over her back then. The sheer thought of Tristan being my father’s and healer Ragnar’s killer made me boil with rage. I want him to bear the consequences of what he has done, and at the same time, I need to know who my father truly was, but now that the only person who knew about him and was his friend was killed by Tristan, it makes me feel hopeless and helpless. With the rage brewing inside me, I diverted my gaze from the two couples enjoying their reunion again. At least they should, while I also enjoy my revenge. As I turned to Tristan, I noticed he had been carried away from what was going on. His gaze was fixed on Tristan and Lily. He let his guards down. A wick