Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

“Empire? You have an empire, Daddy? Does that mean I am a princess?”I let out a laugh; the children are so funny.“Something like that,” I answered.“But Daddy…”I hit my hand calmly on the table. “That's enough questions, children. Eat your food; we have so many places to be today,” I replied, cutting off their questions.They obeyed immediately, though not without dramatic sighs and exaggerated chewing that made me shake my head in amusement.My mind drifted back to Monica, the heir to the Silvermoon Pack. What does she have to say that is so important? It had better be worth my time. I heaved a sigh. I would face that tomorrow. For now, today is for my children and me.****Monica’s POVI had just been served dinner at the Drogomor Pack. I wondered what was taking them so long to bring their Alpha.I wasn’t leaving here without seeing him, and with the look of things, that fact seemed to be getting on their nerves.The guards stood as they watched my every move as if I was toxic t

Monica's POV. “Then watch me do this,” I instructed as I pointed my arm to the flower vase on the table. I murmured an ancient witch verse under my breath. Dominic watched closely, paying attention to what I was doing. Within a second, the flower vase that was being pointed at dried up and died. Dominic straightened slowly. His eyes darkened as he could tell what I had just done in his office. “You are a witch?” he asked. “Yes!! I am. I was not only trained as an heir but as a witch.” He gritted his teeth. “And how does that have to do with the matter on ground?” he asked. “It has everything to do, Alpha. Adrian not only killed the former Alpha, but there is no doubt that he is under the protection of another witch. There is no doubt,” I continued. “I know one when I see one. I know one when I sense one. Believe me, Alpha,” I added. I had seen Adrian a few years ago, when he moved to New York City to seek refuge, and I scented witch power on him. However, what seemed to both

Elena’s POV "Mummy, what are we having for dinner?" Liam asked, looking hungry. "Pasta, sweetheart, we’re having pasta for dinner," I replied as I put on my hand gloves, ready to make dinner. "Pasta? I thought Uncle Adrian said we’re eating out this evening. I wanna eat out; I don’t want homemade food." “Adrian said that?” I asked, keeping my voice light and casual. “Yeah!” Liam nodded enthusiastically, bouncing on his toes. “He said this morning when he was heading to work that we were going to eat out." "And guess what? I keep my promises." A familiar voice spoke from behind. The kids turned to look, then screamed as they saw Adrian. "Uncle Adrian!" They ran to hug him. Adrian opened his arms wide to welcome them. He has always been their pal from day one, and the kids liked him. Well, as for me, I do like Adrian to an extent, except that he has been disturbing about us relocating, and somehow I feel there are so many things that I do not know about him lately. Maybe it’s

I inhaled as I tried to piece together everything that was happening all at the same time.“Ok! I will go get ready. Let’s get the kids out of here,” I replied.I turned over to look at Lisa, Liam, and Logan, who were still all looking shocked from everything.Oh! My children.I went inside to pack a few stuff that the children and I would be needing, and within a few minutes, I was out.We soon drove to the pack house in shock.The drive to the pack house was fast and silent. Nobody said a word; even the children didn’t.As soon as the car was parked, Dominic touched my hand in comfort, and I couldn’t help but feel tears rushing down my face.How had things gotten this bad? What was the fucking reason?“I needed you to brace yourself, Elena. Everything was going to be fine,” he consoled.I nodded in agreement; everything had to be.There was silence in the car before I added, “Can you explain what happened? How did you find out that Adrian killed your father?”Dominic kept quiet, let

Dominic studied me for a long second, then a slow, smile appeared at his lips.“Together,” he repeated. “Alright.”The drinks arrived quickly. The waiter placed the tequila between us like it was a challenge, followed by a chilled bottle of champagne and two glasses. Dominic poured the first shots himself and passed one toward me."Cheers," he said.I lifted the glass and clinked it against his. “Cheers.”We drank. The tequila burned my throat all the way down, and I hissed softly as I slammed the glass back on the table.“God,” I muttered. “That should be illegal.”Dominic chuckled, already pouring the next round. “You wanted the strongest.”“I didn’t say I wanted it to insult me.”He gave me the second shot. “Don’t back out now.”“Oh, please.” I took it and drank again, coughing this time. My eyes watered, but I laughed through it.“There she is,” Dominic said lightly.“Who?”"You. The drunk version of you is about to come out."I scoffed. “Excuse you. I am not drunk.”Dominic raise