All Chapters of Rejecting His Queen: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

I sigh as I flop face-first onto my bed, my father chuckling as my mother lets out an exasperated sigh. She comes to sit on the bed, taking off her shoes, as my father brings a chair over to rub her sore feet.“I am glad you reminded me to switch shoes. Who knew Alpha Frost had such a large territory?” My mother grumbles out, getting a chuckle from me. I roll over onto my side to look at her, her jet-black hair similar to mine, shining with the sunlight filtering in through the window.“Had you worn your pumps, I would have had to carry you on my back.” I jokingly state, getting a chuckle from my father.“So what are your plans for the rest of the afternoon?” My mother asks, giving my father a playful glare before turning her attention back to me.“Same as always. Go to their training room -”“Try not to break another punching bag.” My father cuts me off, making me roll my eyes and laugh.

Rushing through the forest of the Frost Moon lands, I sniff the air every so often to find a trace of Isabella’s scent of moon flowers. She has been missing for two days now since the day the storm started, and I can only speculate that this is the result of her being in pain. That bastard Damon Frost must have rejected her like she predicted he would.[Bells.] I call out through our mind link, hoping Isabella will hear me and call back. Unfortunately, the link is blocked, and I am left feeling even more frustrated than ever. I should have listened to her when she said she felt like Damon Frost would reject her. Should have taken her more seriously, but I had hoped he wouldn’t hurt her the way my ex hurt me. That Isabella, my Bells, wouldn’t have to go through the pain of rejection like I did.[Liam, any word yet?] King Jonathan’s voice enters our link. My shoulders slump, the cold rain soaking my body to the bone.[No, Your Majesty. This

 “Bells, we are here.” Liam’s voice wakes me from my sleep as the feeling of a warm embrace helps to remove the stone-cold loneliness caused by the rejection. Rubbing my eyes, I look around and realize that I am still in Liam’s lap, but instead of the interior of the Hummer, I am met with the interior of the plane.“Where are we?” I ask, my voice still groggy from sleep.“At your uncle’s pack.” Liam answers with a chuckle, pulling the hood off my head. Relieved that I am no longer in Frost Moon, I slowly stand with the help of Liam and move towards the exit. The vast forest is the first thing to catch my attention, with the multitude of pine, maple, and birch filling the air.“There is my little Bella!” Someone calls out, bringing a grin to my face, even if the morning air is filled with grey clouds and a light drizzle of freezing cold rain. The Alaskan air is as fresh as ever, reinvigorating