Todos os capítulos de Awakening the Rejected Queen: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Eden's POVI went and sat down beside Astrid. Relief washed through me. I had known something was wrong! She was my best friend. Even if no one else had seen it, I had. Her temper. Her sudden love for orange pop. The cold way she’d been treating me. Something had been amiss and now she was going to confide in me.I took her hand in mine. “Whatever it is, Astrid, I’m here for you,” I consoled her.“I’m so stressed,” she said, looking down at her lap. “All these deaths? These warriors? I’ve been sick with worry. And I’ve just felt…so…useless.”Oh Astrid. My heart hurt for her. “Of course you’re worried sick! As the Gamma, you carry the weight of the pack on your shoulders,” I comforted her.“Right. Yes. I do,” she said.“So it’s only natural you’ve been acting strange.”“Only natural,” she shrugged.“I’ve been a horrible friend,” I realized out loud. I had been. Instead of trying to comfort her through these tough times, I’d been focused on myself. I was so worried that her strange beha

Eden's POV“Astrid! Why?” I demanded. I was shocked. How could she? How could she betray me like this? “Why are you doing this to me?” I asked.She was the King’s Gamma for crying out loud! She was supposed to be the epitome of honor! Of loyalty! Of integrity.“What happened to you?” I asked her. But she only scoffed. This wasn’t right.She was supposed to PROTECT me. Not CAPTURE me!“Just tell me why, Astrid. Please,” I begged. I needed to understand. This didn’t make any sense.She didn’t respond, though. She only narrowed her eyes at me, a solicitous smile on her face.The rogues were closing in on me. There were a lot of them. Far more than I initially thought. Zane, where are you? I thought to myself. Surely he was on his way by now. I’d never wanted the ability to mindlink so badly. Was he close? He had to be.At least, I hoped he was. I didn’t have a lot of time.Had this been a mistake? Had I been naïve to follow Astrid right into her trap? I’d willingly come here, knowing i

Eden's POVZane and his warriors burst through the trees. Beta Brighton stood at his side. They’d arrived just in time.Zane looked at Scarlett, who still looked like Astrid. Then he looked at me, bound by the rogues.“Astrid!” he said, shocked in his voice. “What are…what are you doing?”Scarlett was also shocked to see Zane. In the blink of an eye, she whipped out a knife and stepped behind me. She held the knife at my throat.I felt the blade, sharp against my skin.Zane’s expression said he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. As far as he knew, it was Astrid holding a knife at my throat.“Release her,” he said, his voice quiet.But she pressed the knife into my throat harder.I could feel her heart beating against my back.“Astrid?” Zane asked again. “That’s…that’s Eden. What are you?” “It’s not Astrid,” I blurted out. Zane locked his eyes on mine. Scarlett tightened her grip on me.“What do you mean that’s not Astrid?” he asked, his eyes boring into mine.“It’s true,” Scarle

Zane's POVI locked eyes with Alpha Skylar. He glanced to the left, to where Eden and Beta Brighton were running to the safety of the forest. I knew what he was going to do before he did it.He charged at Eden.“Brighton!” I hollered.Beta Brighton heard my voice, and then saw Alpha Skylar charging towards him. Beta Brighton stepped in front of Eden. At the same time, I ran towards them.But as I ran, I saw another werewolf emerge from the forest. I knew that wolf. I recognized his auburn fur. It was Alpha Sandon, of the Blue Stone Pack. He came at me from the left, cutting me off. He caught me off-guard, tackling me. I lost my balance and staggered to the right.Before I could catch my footing, he pounced on me, raking his claws across my chest, tearing my flesh as he went. Then he retreated. He ran to Alpha Skylar’s side.Pain tore through my chest. The wounds were deep. But I had my eyes fixed on Eden. Beta Brighton was still blocking her, shielding her as best he could. But both

Eden's POVThe days passed. I lost track. Zane was in a deep coma. Every morning, Doctor Michael came in and checked his bandages. His cuts continued to ooze that awful green slime.I dabbed his forehead with a wet washcloth, to keep him cool. I held his hand. I read him stories, hoping he could hear my voice. I took all my meals in his bedroom. I slept by his side.But he wasn’t getting any better.I waited, by his side. The nights melted into mornings. The mornings merged into afternoons. And the afternoons fell into nights.It was the hardest at night. At night, when the moon was high, I paced around the room. I tried to stay calm. I told myself he’d get better, soon. He had to. He was my mate. My true love. The father of my child. He had to wake up. He just had to!I clawed at my hair, my breath coming in gasps. I felt like I was losing my mind! I did everything I could not to go crazy with worry! I knelt under the light of the moon and prayed to the Moon Goddess.‘Just please,