All Chapters of Marked for Ruin: The Alphas’ Rejected Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ELLAThe station buzzed with noise as people moved from one place to another, said goodbye to family and friends, and tried to get last-minute tickets.One man was carried out of the station by security personnel for causing a scene when he couldn’t get a ticket.He had tried to sneak onto one of the buses but was caught and thrown out. When he pleaded his case, they threatened to call the cops, and that was the cue I needed to get out of there as soon as possible.The last thing I wanted was law enforcement sniffing around in case one of them recognized me and sent me back before I was ready to return.“Are you still mad at me?” Quincy asked as we stepped onto the bus.I gave him a puzzled look, then moved my gaze to the lady asking for our tickets so she could direct us to our seats.I tried not to scowl at him. I wasn’t interested in having a conversation about our personal issues, and didn’t he have the sense to wait until we were seated or, better yet, out of earshot?Would it ki

ELLAI internally groaned at the thought of being in the head of Kade Blackthorn. I didn’t want to use this ability again if it only led me to his mind. If he realized what was happening, it might be another invitation to find me.The last thing I wanted was another unwanted visit from a Blackthorn twin. But I was here already, and there was no way to leave unless the connection was broken.I tried to force myself awake, hoping it would change something, but I couldn’t wake up. I could hear the whistling sound that indicated I was going through the process.This was the first time I was having this experience while in human form and not under the influence of a full moon. At this point, it was safe to conclude that I had become one with the ability and didn’t need any external force to conjure it.Perhaps the moon was only needed to trigger it, and now it just amplified the experience. Clearly, it could happen at any point. What I needed to learn now was how to control it—so I wouldn’

FADING CONNECTIONSLearning how to harness the power of nature had come in handy, just as the Harper clan thought it would. While they had sealed their alliance with the Blackthorns, they had also made new enemies.Their newfound knowledge gave them the power to unlock abilities other werewolves could only dream of. They could predict the future, calculate the seasons, and harness the power of the full moon more effectively than anyone else.As their abilities evolved, their fame also thrived throughout the clans. Soon, each pack sent representatives from far and near to learn from them. While others were reluctant to pledge any form of allegiance, they brought gifts and found different ways to support the clan in exchange for knowledge.The Harpers quickly learned that they had to conceal the source of their knowledge, or the preferential treatment they were receiving would disappear.These representatives from other clans became the founding seers. They took what they had learned ba

ELLASurprisingly, my ability hadn’t been triggered, and I hadn’t been in anyone’s head since we arrived. I was happy it hadn’t occurred—because it was better that way.I wasn’t sure I’d be able to control the outcome if it did, and the last thing I wanted was for Kade to find out where I was or, worse still, for Lucian to show up at the door demanding I return to the Blackthorn Pack.But I still needed someone to explain what this newfound ability was and how to navigate my way around it.There was also the problem of being connected to the twins despite their rejection. I toyed with the idea of severing ties while I was here, but I wasn’t keen on taking Quincy up on his offer to start a relationship.He was nice—perfectly nice, even—and good company, but at this point in my life, the sensible thing to do would be to stay alone.That way, I could make decisions that were beneficial to my well-being without considering anyone else’s feelings. I wouldn’t be tied to anyone, nor would I

ELLA“Why didn’t anyone tell me about the preparations? I wouldn’t have gone for a walk, and I’d have been happy to help in whatever capacity I could.”“I’m surprised Eve didn’t mention it. Well, I think it’s because May would have her head if she found you working with the others.”“Why wouldn’t she want me to work?” I asked, the memory of our earlier conversation surfacing.“Who? May? You’re her guest, Ella. She takes hospitality seriously—wants her guests to feel as comfortable as possible. She thinks she’d be a terrible host if you were doing dishes or helping out in the kitchen before or after dinner.”“But I’d be more comfortable if I was contributing something to the house rather than being the one waited on. It makes me feel like a burden. I’m used to doing everything by myself. Now, I do nothing but eat, sleep, and take walks.”“Being waited on isn’t such a terrible thing, it—”“I know that, Quincy,” I interrupted. I was getting impatient, and his reply was starting to remind