All Chapters of Rejected and Claimed : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

~Xyana~I'm back at my former pack, doing the usual endless scrubbing of the Pack hall with Oksana walking about as often as possible, prying into the open door to make sure I'm not catching a bit of rest.I'm still wondering why I'm here and what I'm doing scrubbing floors again when I hear loud clicks of heels across the waxed floor. Since Alpha Kedar isn't such a tall man, I'm certain that whoever is approaching me isn't Oksana because she hardly wears heels unless it's an inch or two.Rumor has it that Kedar hates looking noticeably short when she stands close to him. I pause my work briefly and look up to find a very pretty woman approaching me. She has a beautiful smile and for the love of the moon Goddess, she looks too familiar."Xyana," she calls me and I flash a smile.I must have met the woman somewhere. Could she be one of my mother's clients back at the hospital when she's still alive?"Come," the woman stretches her hand to me. "We need to talk. It's quite urgent."Of

~Gaston~Listening to Xyana explain her dream got me super worried. If my mother found a way to communicate with her, then it means that it's a matter of urgency. She would rather have you figure things out or point you to hints than lay out everything for you. Right from the moment Wilbrae approached me with the prophecy, I suspected she was seriously trying to warn me, and Xyana's dream only proves that.The white witches won't join in the war. That would leave us to fend for ourselves. Now that we have the Moon-made Luna, we might have an edge over anything that is coming.Now I just have to hurry and let the warriors know the war could come any moment now. There's no need to tell them it's a test-war because even that would be quite fierce.Xyana thinks I don't believe her. Only if she knows that I believe every word she said and I'm hurrying up to set the Pack in order because I feel the war might come in days.I'd never take my mother's

~Xyana~When I hear Declan let out a low cuss, I tug at his arm and ask him. "Who is Kadila?""A witch." He whispers.I close my eyes briefly and groan. Another witch? Does it mean Dion is possessed by a witch?Goddess! A gorgeous Temica stands in front of us. She bows slightly to Gaston who gives her a silent nod of acknowledgement. Temica stares at Dion and he returns the favor. Then we watch his face contort through a series of beastly shapes before shifting back to Dions."How can I help you?" Dion asks Temica. But it's not his voice. The voice is that of a female.Temica tsk. "You don't miss me?" she asks, her tone gentle and melodic as she speaks, keeping her voice nerve-wracking calm. "And here I am, excited to meet an old friend. I guess you don't feel the same."Dion takes a deep breath, filling his lungs with air before speaking. "You are one of us, what do you think you're doing here?""Helping out an old friend who would nev

~Xyana~ "Tick tock, tick tock... Matron?" Gaston hums, and I swear I never knew a part of this man existed. As much as I find what he's doing to the Matron cruel and worrisome, I'm also enjoying seeing him in a different element. The matron's chest heaves as her breathing gets labored. She starts sobbing, opening and closing her mouth repeatedly. She looks back and forth between Gaston and Clif, seeming totally helpless while they just stare down at her. Fear is written all over her face as it dawns on her that she might die today. She turns to me and suddenly, her face morphs, her expression distorted by an evil grimace. "You want to kill me because of her?" The Matron asks pointing to me. "She came here pretending to be innocent while all along she has her eyes set on being Luna when she's so shapeless and not a bit beautiful. Claret was supposed to be Luna." "Oh, my Goddess," I whisper as she starts vomiting the vile in her heart. I feel Clifton's arm grow tigh

~Xyana~Gaston moves his cock in and out of my mouth slowly, while playing with my nipples.My body goes into complete overdrive, and I spread my legs into the air to make Clifton's tongue and fingers reach deeper.I moan around Gaston's cock, pushing my head forward to meet him because I wanted to take him deeper. But he carefully tugs at the root of my hair, preventing me from pushing myself further.Goddess, this man is good. His hold on my hair is enough to tell me how good he is. He knows the right way to tug it and just the perfect amount of pressure to apply."You need to turn around, Luna, I think your mouth needs to be thoroughly fucked." Gaston orders huskily, slapping my nipples hard.Another gush of squirts seeps out, and Clifton chuckles, "She is fuckin soaked." He spins me around, making me get on all fours and pulling my hips up to him. As he positions himself to slam into me, Gaston stands in front of me, jerking my head up by m