All Chapters of Rejected and Claimed : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

~Carmen~Gradually, the haze melts away, and a new hunger begins to form. I become aware of the way I’m straddling Zegulf, my breasts pressing hard against his bloody chest.Still a creature acting on urges, I shift my hips, wanting the erection stabbing my thigh, rubbing against my clit.Sensing my thoughts changing direction, Zegulf’s palm strokes down my back before he grabs my ass and squeezes.More encouragement to take what I want from him. At least that’s the way my brain processes it.Moving with each squeeze of his hand, I rub myself against him, dragging my clit along the stiff length trapped inside his pants.Each stroke is like striking a spark, igniting a fire in my core. With his blood now pumping headily through my veins, my pussy throbs to life.Soaked and aching with emptiness. I want him inside me as I feed. I want to feel whole again.The moment the thought flares into existence, Zegulf growls and flips me over to my back.Afraid he’ll push me off, I cling to him as

~Zegulf~Carmen reaches down to push at the hem of her dress after taking a shower, causing me to growl.“Do not push the dress down any further, you’ll stretch it out of proportion.”Turning to face me, she whispers in something akin to shame. “I’ve never worn anything above my knee.”Seeing that the hem of the dress is only two, maybe three, inches above her knee, I grin at her. “Oh yes, this must be so scandalous. Whatever would the prudes from the Sect think?”Her eyes narrow in annoyance. “Fuck them.”I raise a brow in surprise while I admire the beauty of my mate's body, her flattering hourglass figure, and her growing use of choice words.Xavier definitely knew what he was doing when he got such an amazing outfit for her. That sonofabitch! He wants to drive me mad.I can't wait to officially introduce her to everyone. Also, I'm rushing down because my best friend finally took a break from pack matters to come here.The plans are set, we're ready to go after the Sect, Dargo Wars

~Zegulf~“Zegulf, I can get us in. I believe I shall be entering the building ahead of you. Say perhaps, a minute or two beforehand, then create a useful distraction.”Carmen’s eyes widen at the suggestion. “That would be suicide. They’ll…” she falters.“She’s got a point,” I agree. “Those bastards will come after you full force, Gass.”“Not true,” Gaston says. “I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve these days courtesy of my Luna.” He winks at me. “I’m very certain I can get in, not just sure if the tricks will still work in there, especially if they are working with a powerful witch.”Frowning thoughtfully, Declan says to me, “My Alpha would actually be providing us the hole we need to slip in.”Two Alphas in the same fucking space. Heroic!There’s a long silence as we all think about what Gaston said. If he could get in there without getting noticed, it could be a huge boon for us.Carmen must be thinking along the same wavelength as me because she looks at me the second I look at her.

~Carmen~I find myself inside a bar area that’s been abandoned by time. The décor is straight out of the nineties.The smell of old cigarette smoke oozes out of the brown walls. Soft, buttery light comes from a couple of old lamps suspended from the ceiling above the bar.The bar itself is covered in bottles, empty glasses, and dirty plates. A faint moan drifts over from the booths lining the opposite wall, and several heartbeats thrum in that direction.As much as I dread it, the whole thing reminding me of the club, I have no choice but to approach and search for the soul-fateds.I cover the distance quickly, intent on checking and making a speedy exit. Something about the area is setting off my instincts. I don’t know what it is, but I can feel the hair on the back of my neck wanting to stand on end. The closer I get to the booths, the stronger the smell of blood and sex becomes.This is where Dargo and his men have their fun. Peeking into the first dark booth, I see a couple of b

~Zegulf~Without thought or reason, my body flies across the field where we’ve stationed our starting point, my claws bursting through my skin, my eyes instantly filling with the red haze of seething fury.Carmen is in danger, and it’s completely my fault.How fucking stupid can I be? How fucking naive was I to think she’d be ready for something like this?All around me, I hear roaring. Is it me or my men?No, I can hear it’s different than ours, it’s more guttural. Deep primal roaring.Alaric and his men have begun their attack. Even in my raging bloodlust, I have the presence of mind to remember them.The distance between me and Dargo’s hideout is quickly covered as I use every ounce of my enhanced abilities to reach Carmen. Through our bond, I know she’s in there, but she can’t focus on me.It’s like a wall of cotton stands between us, muting everything.The whole world is falling apart in the seconds it takes me to reach the door on the side of the building. It’s the least used ou