All Chapters of Rejected and Banished; The kids are his.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Selina's POV."Move faster, you sluggish little thing!" The house mistress growled at me, roughly poking me at the back as we proceeded towards the Beta Nicholas's house, with a few of the other selected house maids, like myself. It was the third day of the week, and ofcourse cleaning up the pack's Alpha and Beta's houses was a task never to be skipped. Despite the hose mistress's vile words, I was extremely overjoyed to be picked among the bunch of maids to clean up Beta Nicholas's house instead of the Alpha's house. Alpha Malik was my worst nightmare.I've avoided him like plaque all my life, it has been rumored that he detests weak people, all he wanted was active subjects who would protect the pack even in his absence.While the policy was undoubtedly admirable, it did however not favour people like me who were born weak. In order to avoid further humiliation, I tried my possible best to stay off his path no matter what it takes.A brief introduction. My name is Selina Anderso

Selina's POV.I walked home exhausted, after a full day of scrubbing and dusting at the Beta's chamber.Despite how tired I was, a small smile still managed to creep it's way to my face as his name rang in my head.Malik. It's been the only thing I could think of all day and ever since he claimed me as his.It has been the best days of my life, we spent every spare minute in each other's arms drowned in our soft kisses and the warmth feel of our bodies rubbing together as he softly grunted my name into my ears while thrusting into me with soft yet potent strokes, I couldn't count the number of times we made love.I was trying to savor the blissful moment while it last, because despite how real it seems, there was a constant voice in my head reminding me how soon it will all end. Despite marking me as his mate, I was still uncertain about my stand with him, is he willing to accept me as his future Luna irrespective of what people would say? How about his parents? Will he beat the odds

Selina's POV. I flooded my knees to my chest, weary and tired as the cold floor of the cell blew at me.I shivered pathetically, my teeth gritted noisily against each other.For an intended future Luna, now ending up as a prisoner, my story is really pathetic.My once pretty gown was now soiled in dirt from the way the guards dragged me all the way to the dungeon, not that it mattered to me, I was certain that the mating ceremony would no longer be happening, not after everything that happened last night.Right now, I was more concerned about Malik, what was his take on the situation? Does he believe that I was innocent? He has to believe me.But then every hope of that being possible was brutally shattered as I thought back to last night, he couldn't hold my gaze despite how loudly I repeatedly screamed his name, neither did he utter a single word while I was dragged away. He stood still, his palms hurled into a tight fist. I never slept a wink through the night, I stayed up hopi

Selina's POV.I have never felt this way before. The sharp shred of loneliness and deep pain.I walked through the shadows of darkness on the wet grasses, heading to nowhere because my mind was blank.It was already late, aside from the pack members, I knew nobody and had no external relationship.I clenched my hands on my arms, pressing the cloak on my body as the cold was unbearable."Where are we going to?" Narla's voice came up and I cleared my throat, closing my eyes briefly. What does she expect from me? I was as confused as she is."I don't know," I mumbled.Everything happened within the blink of an eye. As much as it was unbelievable and hurting, I just had to accept the bitter truth and my ill fate.I continued to drag my legs heavily through the woods, my eyes heavy and my head throbbing painfully but then I had no choice but to keep moving, straining my eyes to see through the dark alley.I was extremely tired following the thousand miles I've covered.I was making sure to

Selina's POV. I stirred slowly awake as the morning sun filtered through the thin curtains of the guest room I’d been assigned. For once, I didn’t wake up in a cold sweat. I didn’t spring out of bed, gasping for air, scanning for rogues. Neither did I sleep in a dungeon as dark as hell. Instead, I blinked slowly into the light and listened to the unfamiliar but comforting silence of the Alpha’s estate. No scurrying footsteps. No snarls. No whispered threats behind closed doors. House mistress wasn't yelling for me to come out and join the others. Just stillness. I sat up, surprised to find my body less stiff, less burdened. The bruises were fading. The gash on my arm was now a pale line under a healing scab. But the wounds inside… well, those still whispered quietly every time I closed my eyes. A sudden soft knock came on the door, and I tensed. "Come in," I said cautiously. The door creaked open, and Declan stepped inside. But he wasn’t alone. Behind him stood an elderly