Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Selina's POV. The first thing I noticed was the cold.Not the kind of cold that prickles your skin or makes you shiver, but the kind that wraps around your bones, like it had seeped into me while I was unconscious. My head throbbed heavily, my limbs wouldn’t move, and when I finally tried to shift, pain bloomed in my wrists.Chains.And not just any chain, wolvesbane laced, I could feel it. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as my senses finally returned. My throat was dry, my mouth tasted like dirt, and my body ached terribly.Then I heard it, faint at first, “Selina…”There it was again.“Selina…”A voice, deep, ragged with concern. Familiar.“Malik?” I croaked, my voice barely above a whisper.My eyes fluttered open fully this time, and the shadows around me took shape, damp stone walls, rusted iron bars, darkness.A dungeon.A real dungeon.And across from me, slumped against the wall, chained by his neck and wrists like a caged beast, was Malik.He looked like hell. Sweat clung to

Selina's POV.The iron doors creaked open with a sickening echo, and every muscle in my body tensed as I prepared for the worst.My children.My heart thudded so violently I thought I might pass out. I rolled over and fell on Malik.My lips moved in a silent prayer, not to the Moon Goddess, just to fate, to mercy, to anyone listening.Please, don’t let them hurt my babies.But what came through that door was not what any of us expected.Declan stepped into the open.My mouth fell open in shock, his hair was messy, face flushed with fury, and dragging behind him, were two of her guards, chained tightly. He shoved one of them forward, and the man fell to his knees in the dirt with a grunt.Gasps rippled through the crowd. Confusion followed.Luna Drusilla’s smug expression vanished. “Declan,” she snapped. "What do you think you’re doing?”He took another step forward, his eyes met hers. “Were you really going to kill those children, Mother? In front of their parents?”The words sliced t

Selina's POV.I felt Malik beside me shift, we were still on our knees, our hands tied, but the mood had shifted so radically it was like we were already free. He turned to me slowly, our eyes meeting.“You okay?” he whispered.I nodded, but my voice was stuck in my throat, I was trying so hard to process everything, I mean like I wouldn't have believed in a million years that Declan would actually fight for me, for Malik, despite everything. I watched as he excused himself from the crowd and strode toward us.He moved past the awestruck guards who were still standing over us, now looking more confused than threatening. They parted for him as if the battle had redrawn every line of power. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the ropes.“Let me get these off,” he murmured.I watched in stunned silence as he untied Malik’s wrists first, then mine. My fingers fumbled slightly, maybe from pain or nerves, I couldn’t tell, but when the ropes fell away, a flood of relief washed th

Eva's POV.I laid curled beneath my blanket, the cool breeze from the open window brushing over me, my eyes were closed, but I wasn’t asleep, sleep wouldn’t come, no matter how hard I tried. All I could see was him.The stranger in black, the one with eyes that looked like I could be lost in it if I stared too long.His voice echoed through my mind, and his presence, it had seeped into my bones, refusing to let go.I opened my eyes and sighed, rolling over to face the wall.It was just a conversation, a weird, mysterious conversation and yet it had left me feeling like I’d been cracked open, seen, and understood.“Ugh, get a grip, Eva,” I mumbled to myself, burying my face into my pillow.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to force my mind elsewhere, but his face, those sharp cheekbones, and that long, flowing hair... wouldn’t leave. It was like he’d left a mark inside me just by being near.I suddenly heard something.A soft rustling sound. A low hiss escaped my mouth as I slowly, cur

Eva's POV. After the fight with Nicki, I sat beneath the tree again, brushing off the remnants of dust and dried blood on my knuckles. My chest still heaved slightly from the adrenaline, and my heart, although slower than a few minutes ago, still thumped with the taste of release, It had felt good, too good. And he was still beside me.Nicklaus.Leaning with one knee bent and the other stretched out casually like we hadn’t just made a mess. "That felt really good." I giggled excitedly.I never knew a day would come when I'll stand up for myself and actually win the fight. "Weakness is an advantage to your enemies..."They will feed on it and leave you dry." I quickly cut him off, finishing off the sentence. I can't believe I've memorized that in my head already. “Hey…” I turned to him, my voice softer than I expected. "Yes, little wolf?” He lifted a brow.I frowned at the nickname, do I even deserve that when I don't even have a wolf?I pushed that to the back of my head and f