Semua Bab The Rejected Mate's Revenge: Bab 201 - Bab 209

MILAWithout thinking, I bolted after her, ignoring the shouting behind me. I pushed through the entryway and raced down the hall, tracking her scent and the click of her heels. She was fast, but I was faster.I turned the corner and skidded to a halt just as she reached Emily’s office door. Her hand was already pulling something from the bookshelf. A sleek, black remote with a glowing red button.My heart slammed against my ribs.“What the hell is that?!” I growled, charging her.She barely had time to turn before I tackled her to the floor, the remote skidding across the polished wood. She snarled, kicking at me, claws half-shifting.“You bitch!” she screamed.I slammed her wrist into the floor, hard. “What the hell is that remote for? What did Emily plant?!”“She told me to stop you!” Arianna spat. “Said you’d ruin everything. Everyone!”“She planted a bomb, didn’t she?” My voice was deadly quiet.Arianna didn’t answer, but she didn’t have to.Because the glowing red light on the re

TYLEREarlierI shoved the hospital doors open, chest tight, the tang of antiseptic hitting me like a slap. I followed the familiar voice down the corridor. “She caused this!” Arianna shrieked. “You have to sedate her when she wakes up. Who knows what else she would do? This crash was just the end of it!”I rounded the corner and spotted her—blood on her temple, her hospital gown askew, hair wild and eyes blazing. She was in full meltdown mode, jabbing a trembling finger at a weary doctor while a nurse hovered nearby, looking like she wanted to vanish.“Arianna,” I barked.She turned fast, eyes locking onto me like I was salvation. “Tyler! Thank the Goddess you’re here. You have to tell them, Mila’s dangerous. She too

MILA I woke up again. This time on a bed so soft it felt like clouds had wrapped around me. If I was truly dead, this would’ve been heaven compared to the last time. The morning light filtered through the curtains, giving the room a nice warmth glow. Still, my limbs felt like they were made of stone, and my throat was dry and raw. I shifted slightly, wincing as every joint protested. The sheets rustled. That’s when I saw him.A man sat slumped in a chair beside my bed, head tilted at an uncomfortable angle, arms crossed over his chest. He looked exhausted–like sleep was a fight he’d been losing for days. Salt-and-pepper kinky hair curled over his brow. A faint twitch in his scarred face made the marks look even more pronounced, more lived-in. And around his neck… the necklace I was familiar with.My heart skipped. I knew that face. He jolted awake suddenly, as if sensing me. Bleary-eyed, disoriented until his gaze landed on me.His deep brown eyes, mirrored of my own, widened with a

MILAThe dungeon always smelled the same, damp stone and misery. The kind of smell that clung to your soul if you let it. But I didn’t flinch as I walked through. Every guard bowed their heads and recited the same thing.“Happy New Year, Luna.”I repeated, giving them a gracious smile. Luna. Still wasn’t used to the title, even if it was my birthright.Emily’s cell was the last one, far from the others, like even the prison itself didn’t want to be near her. She sat at the small table inside, nibbling delicately on something wrapped in gold foil. Her hair was still neatly styled, her posture perfect, like she was waiting for a dinner party and not a trial.“Enjo

MILAGabe moved closer to me. “You know,” Gabe’s voice came low and smooth, “I was going to let it go. Be the bigger man. Take the high road.”“But?” I asked, a teasing lift in my brow.“But then the way he looked when he kissed you,” Gabe said, walking towards me slowly. “In front of the entire damn pack. Now I’ve got an itch under my skin that won’t quit.”I sighed, stepping closer. “It was goodbye, Gabe.”He closed the space between us in two steps, cupping my face gently. “I know. I do. Yet, every inch of me wants to rip his arms off.”“Fucking hot!” I thought, or was that me? I shook my head, laughing it off. “Jealousy looks cute on you.”He smirked. “You know what else looks cute on me?”I raised an eyebrow. “Don’t say me.”He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “You.”I blushed, swatting his chest, distancing myself. I didn’t want to get too emotional. I cleared my throat. “What happened to your shirt?”I pointed to the large, splattered stain across the chest, some