บททั้งหมดของ Rejected and claimed by the alpha beast : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

ELISE I could hardly contain the agonizing scream that left me as I heard the last scream from my mother, as my father, Chief Dexton, had killed her, snapping her neck so coldly. He murdered her in cold blood the moment he learned I wasn’t his. I held the queasiness and bile at the back of my throat as I tried to pull myself up, but the hard tug on my wrist reminded me of where I was and who I was with. I could still feel my half-wolf, even though I couldn’t change or control her. I snarled out, baring my teeth and canines at Kyren, “Let me go!” “Shut the hell up; you’re mine now, so act like it.” Before I could fight back, I felt a great blow on my face. My body immediately whipped to the side as I fell face-first onto the gravel. My vision turned blurry, and the last face I saw was Kyren's smug face as his father, Jon, chuckled beside him. “Good night, sweetheart,” and the last thing I heard as my vision turned black and I lost consciousness and a burning tea

The harsh stench of blood and lust floated around the enclosed place from Ka’al’s rut, filling the cell the moment Elise was pushed into the metal cage. It was a much larger cell than she was used to, with no source of light or even a window in the dark space. Panic reeled and rushed through her blood as she placed her hand on the walls to find some kind of footing, moving to lean on the cold iron door. She heard a slow, low snarl from the end of the room, her body jolting in surprise. Oh gods, she didn’t realize he would appear far larger than what she saw in the arena. Now he was close to her, towering over her, making it seem like a losing battle. “No, stay away from me,” Elise whimpered, but her words could hardly come out. She felt terror seeping through her skin the moment he stood up fully. His huge build had her mind reeling. “Little wolf,” his low voice muttered as she pushed herself against the door, maybe hoping she could somehow turn invisible. But his heated b

Elise could hardly contain the shock on her face at finally seeing Ka’al without his wounds or muzzle. The moment he basked in the moonlight rays, his wounds began to heal and slowly fade. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen. His bronze skin and gray eyes felt like a powerful silver flame that left her in awe as he ran a hand through his hair. “Let's go, little wolf,” he ordered as Elise nodded in understanding. Pushing all those trivial thoughts from her head, she needed to focus; this was their only escape plan, and there were no do-overs. As they exited the dungeon doors, Elise followed closely behind Ka’al as he reached out to the spiral dungeon steps that led upstairs. That was the only way out of the basement floor, but they had to be careful not to encounter anyone along the way, or alarms would go off, risking their lives. Fortunately, at least one of Hans' words about the festival was accurate: the soldiers and warriors were all drunk fr

Rogues surrounded them before they could even notice, giving the rogues the upper hand from the very beginning. Ka'al's hands tightened around Elise the moment he heard a dark chuckle from one of the males who emerged from the shadows. He had an eye patch on his left eye, and his pale tall build, his grim face stretched into an unsettling smile. “I knew I smelled a good one,'' he said as the rest of the four males emerged, their hungry and lustful eyes fixed on Elise. Ka’al gave them a warning snarl to keep them at bay. There were three betas, with the rest being delta rogues. The mischievous glint in their eyes proved to Ka’al that they wouldn’t back off without a fight. Rogues were meant to steal and take, and now that they found a female so tempting, they would do anything to have her, even kill. “Do not take another step closer unless you want your heads taken off,” Ka’al warned. He wasn’t back to full power, but they could feel the intense pressure of his warning pherom

Betrothed. Rygan was betrothed. Elise could barely make out any words as those words came out of Kaide’s lips. Elise waited for Rygan to say it was a joke, a lie, or at least pull away from Alvira, but he didn’t. And then she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. In Rygan’s defense, he did look like he was about to throw up from that information about his betrothal coming to light, and Elise prayed and wished the ground could open up and swallow her right that instant. “El? El.” Kaide called again, his voice finally reaching and breaking her clouding thoughts, and Elise forced herself to give a short, reserved smile and bow to Alvira, whose cold stare never left Elise. “We all need to talk to the moonhouse now,” he tells Tazmin, Alvira, and Kaide, who give a nod of agreement. “Her too,” he says, addressing Elise, who still hasn’t said a word. The meeting point was in the white-stoned chateau; its name was called the Moon House because of the intricate design of the