บททั้งหมดของ Silent Rejection: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

Ivan woke up in a cold cell. His head was covered in bandages. He had a heavy cuff on each ankle. He got up quickly upon realizing where he was. The one that woke him was someone crying out in pain. Wailing. A horrifying sound. He sat up and saw Hannah standing outside the cell. He rushed to her although his body felt heavy and there were pins and needles on his head. He froze when he realized that it was not Hannah. A man… who was always with Hannah was standing behind Eloisa. He put his arms over her, locking her neck in his arms. “Now, now… since you looked like Hannah, I am sure that this bastard also touches you.” “It’s not that… I~~I seduce him.” “Hmm,” Reagan glared at Ivan. “Where am I?” Ivan asked as he saw Win Raynold’s men in other cells. Looking lifeless and soulless. “In our Dungeon.” Reagan laughed. “I can’t wait to cut off your favorite thing.” Reagan stopped. “Shit, I just remembered that I’ll only assist. Our Alpha will do it together with Luna's father. We wan

Eloisa was singing softly to the music that was being played. That’s right. Reagan gave her a speaker, a television, and an MP3 with unlimited music. She stopped when she heard another crying and it sounded like Ivan. She smirked as she headed out… somehow, she could get out of her room but not in the dungeon. She had that much freedom.“Oh, wow.” Eloisa smiled. “Look at you… Losing all your nails.” She giggled. “Didn’t you do that to Hannah?” Ivan snarled at her. She whistled as she glanced at the man who collected the nails. Then, she checked each cell as her eyes turned to the man whom she couldn’t forget. He was laughing while thrusting on her after they drugged her so she wouldn’t control them. He did nasty things to her. “I want you to die… really. But not now…” Eloisa said as she started humming the song in her head. “Oh, by the way.” She stopped one of the workers. The tall guy who looked like Reagan. “Where’s Reagan?” The guy tilted his head at her. “He’s off to rescue H

It is his day off. Reid knew that. But he’s staying in the dungeon. Once Reid was done eating up Ivan, he placed the shirt on a ziplock so it wouldn’t get stained. He knew that most of Reid’s shirts were made by Hannah. He handed him a fresh towel. “I’m going up now,” Reid said. “Looking like that?” Reagan asked. “Hannah will understand.” Reid glanced at Ivan who seemed to be struggling. “Don’t touch him for a while. Make sure that he recovers.” “It’s my day off,” Reagan said as Reid laughed and patted him. “I hope that you don’t think of your Luna while you are with your mate.” “I am trying not to.” Reagan watched as he left. Then, he went to Eloisa’s room where she was eating peacefully. He turned off the main lights and left the dim lamps. “Don’t wake me up unless it's an emergency.” He said as he climbed over the twin bed.” “How about your burger? You can finish mine.” He placed the blanket over his ear as he turned his back on her. He could feel her staring at

Hannah watched as they took Xander to another building where they would conduct an operation. They had a surgeon among the townspeople. A female one who usually works in the lab. Pamela mumbled about cutting his arm which made Kiara laugh since she was only kidding but Natasha tried to stand from her wheelchair just to reach her son. Hannah quickly approached her and held her down. “We will wait for him, then maybe you’ll be able to stay by his side,” Hannah said. “They said that I had healing powers, maybe with that, I can help. So, don’t worry.” She then looked at the other omega. Gracey stared at the other building where they took Xander. She was tearing which probably shows that she’s Xander’s other half. They were still preparing for dinner when Pamela and the surgeon came out, telling them that Xander had a successful operation and he’ll heal soon. Natasha was relieved and Kiara and Danaya hugged her to comfort her. She looked around for Reid but he was nowhere to be found.

Sandro reviewed the profiles in the residence as he took the red marker, checking each profile as possible spies from other packs. Even one of the operators was part of it. He glanced at Mayzie, who dozed off on the sofa after reading a book from the shelves. He put the pen down as he approached his pregnant mate took the book and he put a bookmark on it. He kissed her lips as he scooped her and took her to bed. He tucked her in as he continued with work and wrote down the tasks that were given to him as what he remembered their faces. The doorbell rang as he stood and checked the camera. Someone familiar was outside, but he hadn't opened the camera yet. He headed back to the table and checked the photo—an undercover assassin. He reached for the gun that he had placed under the table. He kept the chain on the door and opened it slightly. “Can I help you?” Sandro asked but the man was silent but his eyes were on him. Sandro closed the door to shut it but the man slid his foot on th