Rejected Twice: Redeemed by the Cursed Lycan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRHE CARRIED HER gently out of the bathroom pike. She weighed nothing, and he dropped her on the passed carpet. "I will have Joram ring the hospital to prepare Elizabeth for release before we get there," he said. "Clean and dress up. You can go and have your breakfast before I am ready.""You wouldn't be long?" Claire asked as she dried herself.He shook his head. "Just a few minutes."A few minutes later, Claire was dressed in an immaculately fashioned gown that screamed of royalty and wealth. Alek took one glance at her and he could barely catch his breath. "You look stunning," he grunted. He walked up to her and placed his hand on her bare shoulder. "We should get you a pair of diamond jewelry to match.""There is no need," she started to say but was silenced."We will get you a matching set." He said in a low voice."You... you don't look so bad yourself," Claire said.Alek chuckled and shook his head. He was in only trousers. "You don't have to lie to me."

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR ALEK WAS FUMING and angry, but he managed to control his anger. He had wanted to tear the smug smile from the face of the rogue, but he knew this was Claire's fight that was why he had remained silent. He decided that he was going to let her take control, and would only step in if things were spiraling out. He was impressed with the way she handled herself. Although she had not managed to talk the rogue down, she had managed to talk their way out of there. "You did good," He took her hand. She swallowed and nodded. He could feel her hand trembling softly in his. "You did good," he repeated. "For now," she said. "Once we get to the territory, you will all be safe," he said, looking at Elizabeth and Lincoln. "You too," He massaged Claire's palm. "Do you remember when I said I would die before I let any harm come to you?" She nodded. "Then you don't have anything to worry about." He said, kissing the back of her hand. He sighed and looked out t

LOGAN MILLER LOGAN WAS CONFLICTED on whether he should confront Fiona and Bruce. He connected the dots and realized how much of a fool they had played him for, and how blind he had actually been. He had avoided Fiona as much as he could. He did not even care about the nights she did not sleep in their room; he did not want to think of where she might be and what she might have been doing with Bruce on those nights. As for his relationship with Bruce... there was no Alpha without a Beta. And he could not just banish Bruce without telling the pack what was going on. He was not ready for that, so he put up a fake font of smiling and laughing when Bruce was around as he planned on what to do about everything going on in the pack. He woke up the following day after seeing Claire and her husband, the human billionaire, and he was feeling somewhat apprehensive about the whole day. As usual, Fiona's side of the bed was empty, but he did not care. He brushed his teeth and went to the kitch

CLAIRE FISCHERI GOT OUT of the car as soon as Joram slowed to a stop. I helped Elizabeth and Lincoln out. The drive home had been silent. “Thank you for the ride, Joram,“ I said to him as we got down. He leaned down and looked at me. “Are you sure you want to get down here? I want to make sure you are well enough to make it to the mansion on your own.“ I snorted and nodded. “If you are worried that I am going to get attacked here, you don't have to worry.“ I took Lincoln's hand and turned away. Their mother was waiting outside the door, beaming with happiness as tears of joy streamed down her face. Lincoln tore away from my hands and rushed into the waiting arms of his mother. Elizabeth joined in the family hug too, while I stood apart. I noted the peering stares from some members of the pack as they watched. “What happened?“ Elizabeth’s mother asked. I looked down at my clothes and saw that I looked rough and scratched—like someone had been in an accident. “Elizabeth still nee

CLAIRE FISCHERI DRESSED UP quickly before going downstairs, where the doctor was waiting for me.“Doctor Martin?““And you must be Claire?“ he asked.I nodded. Doctor Martin was a man of medium height and weight. He had a light sprinkling of ginger coloured hair on his head, but his most noticeable feature was his eyes. They were very warm and kind. They immediately put me at ease as he shook my hand.“I heard you were in an accident,“ he said.“Yes,“ I said, sitting down on the couch as he opened his bag and propped his full array of equipment on the table. “But it is not a big deal.“He chuckled dryly and replied, “I passed the scene on my way here. It was hard to ignore, and it looked like a very bad, fatal accident, especially if you are nothing like Alexander and his brother.“I frowned. “You know?““That they are not like normal humans?“ He scoffed and nodded. “I met Joram when I was in my first year of college. I had stumbled onto Alek raging out in a full moon.““Did they tel