บททั้งหมดของ The Rejected Contract Luna: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Rosie Mauvelous’s POV“Whatever is going on in your body right now, is all Charles' decision,” he replied as he walked closer to me. “Now that you know the reason why you can't detect your baby's magic, and your wolf, do you still have the desire to stay cooped up in here?”I watched as he grasped my hand, dropping a peck on my thin cold palm. No, my mind could not yet jerk away from his casual touching of me. But, this was about a fact that I could not accept.If it wasn't in Alpha William's presence, I would have destroyed this entire room along with my extremely disappointed emotions. I was disappointed, let down by the Alpha who was my only hope now.I can't believe he intentionally blocked my control of my magic, for what? Was it because he was afraid of me asking Liliana for help and escaping from his palace? Or, because he doesn't want me to know who the father of the baby inside my stomach is. Wait. That's right!“In that case, are you now able to detect who the father of my b

Rosie Mauvelous’s POV“Charles. Don’t be too hard to her, can you?” Alpha William stepped between our cold war. The clasp of his hands on my shoulders left me speechless and wide-eyed in shock, losing my breath. He pulled my body close to his broad chest, dropping that soft chin on my bare shoulder.There, Prince William's pair of eagle irises fell on my dress that had been torn down the back. All this time he hadn't even paid attention to how disheveled I looked.“So you've dared to sleep with my brother, Rosie.” There was no Luna title, Prince Charles was so angry with me that he called my name sternly for the first time. “Is this how you treat the Alpha who is supposed to serve you? If you knew this was going to happen, I would have broken your legs that night. Instead of going to the trouble of tying them.”'T-that's exactly what Alpha William did to me before this!' I squealed inwardly at Prince Charles's spontaneous outburst of emotion. I couldn't find a grip on myself.'At time

Rosie Mauvelous’s POVBefore I knew it, his hands were around my waist. His grip pulled me forcefully down onto his sweat-drenched chest. I closed my eyes in an effort not to remember. Refusing to remember what activity had made him sweat like this.A scent, both sweet and bitter. It was as cold as a mint sheet, but not as sharp as the scent of a forest at full moon. The line of scent dots that passed the tip of my nose was the signature Prince Charles pheromones that I knew so well.My chest always flutters with the touch of his scent. Delivering a vibe that was intoxicating, yet nauseating at the same time. I hated myself for being weak before him. But, I hated even more for falling in love with my own enemy.“Servant. Bring the new dress here.” His voice echoed through the empty air, making it sound even sexier. I couldn't lift my face when a dress was brought to her, touching my bare back that was only covered by a broken dress.“Do you want to stand there until morning?” he asked

Rosie Mauvelous POVThe same thing will happen again. Prince Charles would lock me in his room again, sabotaging my freedom. Worse than that, he would lock me away from the outside world. His angry gaze was like a mirror to what he was thinking right now. All I could smell was violence.It felt the same as the first time I met him, before our contract. In his eyes, I was just another Luna who would mess up his life. Now that he knew I had something he needed for his pack, all he had to do was claim my life completely.Fear consumed me more than I thought it would. Ahead of me stood the stairs that led down, the only way for me to escape from him. I thought I would be caught if I didn't go down the stairs immediately.“I'm warning you. Step on just one of those steps, and you'll regret it,” Prince Charles' voice said behind me. He wasn't running, but his very casual way of walking made me shudder with fear.“Rosie,” he called out again. His back was to the path of the rising sun, makin

Rosie Mauvelous POVHe force-fed me. Or rather, crammed my mouth with wheat porridge without caring that I almost threw up from overconsumption. The first bowl finished, he grabbed the second. This time, it's a mixture of milk and herbal medicine specifically for my pregnancy.He is currently still under the assumption that my pregnancy is really weak because of the red seal he put on my shoulder. To strengthen the baby inside my belly, she concocted my own diet. By adding her magic, she intended to strengthen me.Little did I know, Liliana had long since returned to my side. Thankful for the affair she committed in front of me, her betrayal with Alexa, the seal was slowly breaking itself. And he had no idea that this time...I already knew he was my mother's killer.“One more spoon. Do as well as you can,” he said, a spoonful of porridge thrust in front of my mouth as a last ditch effort. He shot me an appraising glance, watching me stand silently in front of him, ignoring his orders