Semua Bab I Am The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Ashley's POVI slouched over the table, fingers steady but wild heart, moving the Silverbloom flower in the same motions as I'd done in Alchemy class, old habits being second nature once more. The other healers stood around me, watching in curiosity and cluelessness, picking up on each move I made, not catching the seriousness of what I was doing.My wolf stirred, sensing a faint scent—a werewolf, recently, in the room, which matched Zane's vague message of a visitor. My belly rumbled Ella, her cold stare in the midst of the party flashing in my mind, but I pushed it away, focusing on the flower, my hand trembling. I picked up covert glances at Zane, his emaciated frame slumped over the bed, his face so much like Jayden's that it hurt me—same sharp jaw, same dark eyes. If David had been right and Ella had been playing this game, then Zane and Jayden had both been in her sights, puppets on a string in her game. The thought made my stomach churn, my fingers shake as I crush the flowers

Ashley's POV "Be careful, Ashley," David instructed us as we reached the shiny car waiting outside. I nodded slowly, my mind whirling. "If this works," I breathed, climbing into the passenger seat, "I'll be home in the human world." "Your children," David began, his tone rich with warmth, "they'll be so happy to see you." "I'll bet they will," I panted, just a whisper, my glance flicking to the glinting hulk of the car. "Nice wheels you've got there, by the way." The glinting surface of the car reflected the sun, sending everything outside it back like a mirror sends things back. The warm interior was inviting-looking, the seats of soft leather molding to the hand, the dashboard casting a dimly blue light that was almost high-tech. "So why did I ride on that wild animal of a horse?" I grumbled, gazing out the window at the landscape passing by. David grinned, his sharp claws glinting in the light as he inserted them into the ignition and turned the key to fire up the en

Ashley's POV"I'll catch you downstairs," Jayden said, taking a step back and heading down the hall, his broad shoulders vanishing into the hallway.I was there, my heart thudding against the inside of my chest. I could feel a flush of heat spreading up through me, the feel of being tied to something vital, something bigger than I was. For the first time, I admitted it: I didn’t want to leave the Oakwood Pack. I didn’t want to leave Jayden. I wanted to stay, to weave my life with theirs, with his.I slipped into my room, my feet light and restless, flipping on the table lamp as a warm golden light bathed the room. I rushed to wash up, splashing water on my face, my head reeling. Guilt gnawed at me—why did I feel this way? Jayden, the one who'd pushed me out of the pack five years ago, had somehow fought his way back into my good books. Gazing into my own face in the mirror, I saw a woman caught in a reckless pull, like some lovesick fool falling for her first mate all over again.I sm

Ashley's POV"Mate!" I exclaimed, my eyes fixed on Jayden. His eyes snapped with a mixture of shock, love, and a pinch of fear.The pack around us froze, their breath held in expectation as is worthy of tradition, waiting for Jayden to respond. The music had stopped, the air heavy with nothing but the ragged breathing of the pack members.Jayden's gaze focused on mine, hard and determined. He moved closer, his words a harsh whisper in my ear. "Mate."Everything else was forgotten at that moment. The crowd, the noise, all of it was forgotten with only Jayden in front of me, his very being keeping me anchored."Mate! Mate!" he yelled again, this time louder, and turned to the crowd with a fierce grin.I grinned, my heart soaring high as I pulled him to me, our lips crashing into a wild, hungry kiss. The crowd erupted, whistles and cheers deafening, rattling the air we breathed.My mind spun in attempting to justify my choices when our lips met. I was a mother of three children and a dev

Ashley's POV I remained frozen, unable to move, as Jayden readied for fight, his claws ripping out with a cold, slicing motion. His fangs were exposed, elongated and razor-sharp, his yellow-feral eyes blazing that ripped the air. "How dare you filthy mutts lay hands on my mate?" he snarled, his eyes scouring from the werewolves who'd touched me to Liam. "Easy, Jayden," Zane said to him, his tone soothing, trying to soothe the storm. But too late—Jayden was already attacking Liam, his body a blur of anger. "Don't stand there—catch him!" Liam growled, as Jayden's claws raked his face. The two werewolves that had handled me roughly attacked Jayden. Catching a clearer glimpse as they ran past, I saw they weren't members of the Oakwood Pack, as I'd thought. They were taller, harder, their faces rough and wild, like they'd been carved from raw stone. Not even pack members—something else entirely. They attacked Jayden, but one swipe and they were crashing into the table, their bod