บททั้งหมดของ Rejecting His Queen: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Chapter 40Staring out the window of my office, I watch as wolves work on removing the slush from the gardens in a wheelbarrow and wheel it away. With my powers under control, the weather has become nicer. More and more wolves were wearing thinner clothing to match the bright sunlight, and trees were gaining their leaves once more.Right now, I am waiting for an email from Malcom confirming that he and Ali will be coming to the Alpha conference and will help keep Damon in line. Six days. That’s how long until the conference is. How long until I once again have to face my ex.“The farewell dinner is about to start.” I jump, whirling around to find Liam leaning against my office door, giving me his carefree smile while his eyes stare into mine with love.“It’s that late already?” I ask, moving from my spot by the window and towards my boyfriend, feeling his arms wrap around me and pull me tightly into his embrace.“Yes. Has Malcom gotten back to you yet?” He says. I shake my head no an

Sitting at my desk, reading the email over and over again, my lips curve into a victorious grin. Isabella had agreed to let me back into the palace for the Alpha conference in a few days and had agreed to let me speak on behalf of my pack, seeing as we are one of the strongest packs in Canada. The only problem is that I would have a guide the whole time I am there, a guard appointed by my mate herself, who will watch my every move. It seems I would have a hard time getting close to Isabella. That my plans of making her mine, either with her as a willing partner or by force, will be hard to execute, but I know I will have to be patient.From what I have heard, she held a conference with the world leaders to talk about the Shadow problem, especially since an email went out explaining that one of the Shadows who attacked her was Odishka, the Prince of the Demons. When I saw that email yesterday, I had gone on a rampage, destroying everything in my wake until Malcom forced me into the fo

Padding behind Liam on our way back to the Palace, I find myself wincing when I stretch a little too far. My body protested with each movement I made due to how Liam and I spent our alone time these last two days. I never knew there were many ways to make love to someone, but Liam took his time, bending me to his will, and I was eager to let him.It felt weird submitting to someone, considering I was the Queen of all wolves, but Liam never pushed me too far. Instead, he showed me a side of myself I did not know about, leaving me always wanting more of him, ready to submit as a she-wolf with her mate.Mate.Liam was slowly becoming my mate, and that thought makes me smile. Maybe I should hold a mating ceremony soon, before the Alpha Conference.[You okay, baby?] Liam asks, slowing down his pace and coming to walk beside me.[Yes.] I answer, nuzzling against his neck, careful not to bump our saddle bags together.[I am still not used to…feeling like this.] I admit sheepishly, happy that

Silence.That’s all that fills my mind when I open my eyes.I tentatively reach out to the tattered mate bond that used to connect Isabella and me and feel nothing. The whisp of a bond that was once there is now gone. Panicked, I flung the blanket off of me and stood from the bed I was lying on, only for my head to spin.“Careful, Damon.” Someone says, catching me before I fell over and helping me to sit on the bed.“You’ve been asleep for five days; your body needs to rest.” Looking up, I find Malcom watching me, worry etched into my cousin’s face. Dark circles hang under his eyes, and unshaved stubble covers his jaw. He looked like shit, probably focusing on taking care of me and the pack at the same time.“What…what happened?” I ask slowly, my voice raspy from not being used for so long. Malcom sighs, moving away from me to a desk in the corner and returning with a coffee mug filled with what looks and smells like tea.“Ayla brewed this for you. Drink up.” He says, handing me the mu

Stepping out of the black SUV that the Royal Pack had waiting for us at the private air strip, I look up at the building before me. Gone was all the snow caused by Isabella’s pain of rejection. Instead, the brick glistened under the sunlight, with plants and trees back to their former glory. Gone were the winter clothes the wolves of Nightlock Thorns wore for six long years, replaced by light spring clothing and happy smiles on the Omegas who were bustling about for the day’s event.“Alpha Frost.” A wolf calls out as he exits the open Palace doors, their sharp gaze making me bristle. I did not know this wolf, but he wore a blazer with the Royal Guard insignia. He was one of Isabella’s men, and I would be damned if I attacked him before sinking my teeth into her neck and marking her. Hell, I am still too weak from the bone-shattering pain that knocked me unconscious to be able to fight properly if this wolf decided to try something against me.“Captain of the Guards, Colin Foster, at y