Revenge on The Alpha Who Rejected Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

TRISTANI’d been really patient. And it pissed me off to no end that they didn’t understand how hard I was trying for them.“What do you make of everything then?”I turned to fix a stare at the Elder. He’d thought it appropriate to come bother me in the early throes of the matter.“What do you want me to make of it?”He made a sound of frustration. “We have to act smart about this. The other Elders are starting to suspect that something’s amiss. And Lucian’s forces have already gained three of our strongholds. If his movement with the Alliance doesn’t spell an omen, I don’t know what else will.”For a while, I simply stared at him. It was hard holding on to that self-control. Super hard really, when I’d love nothing more than to sock him in that piece of shit face of his.“Are you trying to say I have no control over things then?” I leaned forward. “I’m basically failing, right?”He seemed to shrink even further. “N—No, Alpha. That’s not what I me—”“Then please enlighten me by all me

VIOLET“Come on, come on…”The words were more or less a mumble as they left my mouth. I’d dialed Suna’s line about four times that morning alone but he’d refused to even pick up.The summit was the next day and a small part of me was sure something was going to happen. Things rarely ever panned out the way you expected them to. And with the whole attack that had happened, it wouldn’t be too crazy to assume that something of that nature could happen again.Suna had sided with those men that had attacked us, and if my hunches were correct, this must have been from Tristan.Who else would have a motive to attack us? But that wasn’t the troubling part. Someone had known that we’d gone to BlackThorne. Someone had known that we’d be on that path by that time.There really was a mole, and knowing that didn’t give me the slightest bit of comfort.My phone began to vibrate again. I felt a little skip when I saw the caller id. Suna. He was finally calling me back. The nerve of that bastard.“L

LUCIAN“How long are they going to keep us waiting?”Zayn’s patience had long since thinned out about twenty minutes ago. It was almost two hours that we’d been ready and waiting.“Seriously, you’d think all they had to do was put on some clothes and shoes.” Zayn grumbled.“You’re forgetting makeup, perfume…” I listed. “And anything else that might suddenly come to memory while they’re getting ready.”Now, he looked borderline offended. “Are you taking my side, or theirs?”“I’m just being the reasonable party over here.” I raised my hands in defeat.He grumbled some more again, eyes wandering to the watch on his hand while he tapped at the ground with his foot.“We’re here.”I turned to find Violet slowly making her way down the stairs hand-in-hand with her accomplice.Every single argument that would have probably left Zayn’s lips that evening instantly died. He looked utterly mesmerized.“Sweet mother of…” He was gawking at that point.“I know, babe.” Reese grinned, letting her mate

VIOLETI had severely underestimated all that they told me about the summit. The one word I could use to describe all what I was seeing was jaw-dropping.Alfonso had introduced a synchronized performance by some people he referred to as flame dancers. They did everything possible with flames, ranging from dancing, throwing to even breathing. A part of me didn’t know whether to be utterly amazed, or terrified for the performers.“Is this what you get to see every year?” I said, unable to hide my excitement.“Oh, this isn’t even the best part.” Zayn grinned, turning back to the performers. “They’re going to hit their climax soon enough.”I turned just in time for one of the female performers to jump from the highest podium to her partner’s shoulders. Someone else tossed her two flame torches and she began rolling them over the other.In a flash, she blew out a breath of fire that lasted for a good minute. I didn’t hold back my cheers, clapping and simply enjoying the feel of the whole t

VIOLETThere were different ways I had imagined the whole scene unfolding. Of course, almost all of it involved Lucian being downright pissed. But to say I’d pictured him being so angry would be nothing short of a lie.Lucian reached for my waist on instinct, pulling me considerably closer to him. Tristan raised an eyebrow, seemingly unmoved by Lucian’s anger.“Get away.”The two words had ben simple. And yet, Lucian’s growl had been strong enough to send a chill through the whole room. It was suddenly too cold.“Relax,” Tristan began to chuckle. “No need to get all aggressive.”He had his usual, practiced smile on again. I hated it. So much so that the only thing holding me back from lunging at him was Lucian’s grip on my waist.“This is an event after all. Calm down, hm?”Lucian stepped forward, eyes glaring intently at him. “What are you playing at?”“You tell me,” Tristan stepped even closer, making sure he was out of earshot. “Are you going to make a scene now or be a quiet littl