บททั้งหมดของ The Outcast's Rejection : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Raine POVThe moment I stepped out of the cafeteria, my lungs expanded like I had been suffocating inside. The weight of all those stares, all those whispers—it was still there, but at least I wasn’t in the middle of it anymore.Lena walked beside me, her grip tight on my wrist before she finally let go. “Holy shit, Raine.” Her voice was breathless, half in awe, half in disbelief. “Where the hell did that come from?”I swallowed, still feeling the pulse of adrenaline in my veins. “I don’t know.”“Are you kidding?” She gave me a little shove. “That was the most satisfying thing I’ve ever seen in my life. You made Ava shut up. You made Ronan shut up.”I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. Ronan was unpredictable. He didn’t like losing, and that—whatever just happened in there—was a loss.The hallway wasn’t as crowded as usual, but I could still feel eyes on me. Some students were murmuring, casting side glances like I had just grown fangs and claws right in front of them.I should hav

Ronan povThe scent of blood clung to the air.No matter how many warriors scrubbed the earth or how many torches burned, it lingered—thick, metallic, and wrong.Even after the bodies were taken away, after the flames turned flesh to ash, the pack still felt tainted.I stood near the center of the war room, my arms crossed, my body rigid with tension. My wolf paced inside me, growling low and deep. He was angry.No—he was terrified.I clenched my fists. I hadn’t felt fear in years—not like this. I had trained for battle since I was a kid, sparred with warriors twice my size, faced down rogues without blinking. But tonight…That thing.It wasn’t a wolf.Not entirely.And it had been watching her.I exhaled sharply, shoving the thought away just as the heavy doors to the war room swung open.Alpha Killian entered first, his face stone-cold, his usual calm sharpened to something lethal. His presence dominated the room, every movement precise, controlled. But his eyes—they burned with the

Raine's POV I slammed my window shut with more force than necessary, the glass rattling in its frame. My breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, my hands trembling at my sides. I hated him. God, I hated him. It should've been impossible for a person to feel this much rage without bursting apart. My chest burned, my skin was hot, and my mind spun with too many emotions to contain. Why? Why was he like this? Ronan had stood beneath my window like a ghost haunting the night, his dark fur blending with the shadows. For a second-just a second-my heart had stilled at the sight of him. He hadn't moved, hadn't made a sound, just watched me with those piercing golden eyes, the same eyes that had always been filled with malice. And then, like the absolute bastard he was, he had shifted-just to mock me, to tear me apart all over again. "Do you think I care enough to check up on you?" His voice had been so cold, so sharp it could've sliced through steel. "You're being delusional." I clench

Ronan’s POVSleep didn’t come easily last night.Not when my wolf was restless, pacing inside me, growling in frustration. He wanted to be near her. He wanted to protect her. And no matter how much I tried to shove him down, to fight the pull, I found myself outside before the sun had even fully risen.Watching.Waiting.Her house stood quiet, the sky still dusted with the last traces of night. A single light flickered on from inside, and a moment later, I caught the faint sound of movement.She was awake.My wolf let out a satisfied rumble, but I ignored him, staying in the shadows as I waited. The front door finally opened, and Raine stepped out, shoulders tense, moving cautiously. She kept her head down, her eyes scanning the street as if she expected something to jump out at her.She should be afraid.Something had been out there last night. And if I hadn’t been so—stupid, I could’ve—I clenched my fists, pushing the thought away.Instead, I stayed out of sight, my steps silent as

Raine POVThe night air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as Lena and I slipped through the trees, our footsteps barely making a sound against the forest floor.It had been a battle just to get out of the house unnoticed. Brielle had been lurking in every damn corner, watching me like a hawk, waiting for me to slip up. But I hadn’t. I knew how to move quietly. How to disappear when I needed to.And now, here we were—back in the woods where the attack had happened.Where I had been the night before.A shiver crawled down my spine.Lena moved beside me, her sharp gaze scanning the darkness. “Alright,” she whispered. “We find clues, figure out what the hell happened, and then get the hell out of here before anyone realizes we’re gone.”I nodded, but my stomach churned uneasily. This wasn’t just about figuring out what attacked the town.This was about what had happened to me.The strange pull. The way my body had felt... different.But I wasn’t ready to say that out loud. N