บททั้งหมดของ Rejected Twice: Redeemed by the Cursed Lycan: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 168

CLAIRE VON SINCLAIRI LOST SENSE of time. It was like I was losing parts of my memory, too. My stomach was queasy, and I had a huge lump at the back of my throat.A few hours later, I heard Azaela come down the stairs. Her eyes glinted in the darkness, and Esteavo came in behind her."Well?" She asked. "Have you come to a conclusion?" Both their eyes were pinned on me.I struggled to my feet and stood tall, with my head held back. "I have concluded. I didn't even give it much thought because there was nothing to think about."Esteavo grinned, his fangs flashed like pearls in the dim light."What is it?" Azaela asked me."You can go fuck yourself, vampire!" I snarled. "I will take much pleasure if I die to kill you. And you too witch, fuck you."The smile on Esteavo's lips froze and slowly disappeared. His face changed into a nasty scowl. He gripped the steel bars and shook it angrily. His face was white and his eyes were dark red. "Are you sure I can't have her without her wish?" He g

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR "DON'T TELL ME we aren't there yet," Logan growled awake. He sat up and grabbed the map. He looked at it and looked at the time and the speedometer. "So we should be somewhere around... here?" "Use my phone to check," Alek said. "Oh, we have internet service now?" Logan said, picking up the phone and going to maps where he tried to find out their location. "Yeah, I was pretty correct." "Then we will be there soon," Alek said. They had been driving for almost 12 hours, switched seats 3 times, and made 4 stops already. "It's a miracle the car has not given up on us already," Logan muttered. "It's not a miracle," Alek muttered. "It's a fucking expensive vehicle." Every hour he spent away from Claire without information about her whereabouts made him more irritable. The itch on his neck mark was gone, but instead, his tattoos burnt into his skin, making him even angrier. He gripped the steering wheel so tight that it threatened to break. "Text Joram," Alek

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR"WHO ARE YOU?" Alek asked as they followed the woman. She took a turn that they had not even seen in the tunnel."I swear if you are trying to play any games," Logan growled as they went deeper into the darkness."I don't blame you for not trusting me," she said. "My name is Ava. I was Claire's host." She looked back and looked at the hulking silhouette of Alek. "She was brought here by the vampire, and she was assigned to me.""And did you take care of her?" Alek growled."Yes, after all, my job was to take care of her," the witch said."She is being sarcastic," Logan said."Yeah," Alek nodded. "I got that.""My job was to make sure she was fed and did not wander off," Ava said. "I was to make her as comfortable as I could." "In the underground cave cell?" Alek scoffed."She was not there all the time," Ava snapped. "She was at my house. Sleeping on my bed and eating my meals.""I take it that you were not happy with the arrangements," Alek said."I was not,"

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRAS ALEK PULLED into the pack, his shoulders were slumped from defeat and sadness. Logan was silent beside him in the passenger seat, and the witch Ava was behind.They had stopped only once in 24 hours for a toilet break and gas refill, and the whole ride was in silence, as they were all immersed in their own thoughts.He eased to a stop in front of the mansion and got out. His eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was darkened by a small stubble. Joram waited at the door. He looked a lot better than before Alek left. He still held a walking cane, but he stood firmly on both legs. Darius jumped forward and opened the door. His eyes were also bloodshot, showing that he had not slept in almost a week.Joram hobbled forward and opened the back door. If he was shocked to see Ava in the backseat, he did not show it. He bowed gracefully and extended a hand which Ava took. "Welcome." He said. He gazed over the car's roof, trying to meet Alek's eyes, but his brother looked