Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound By A Dare, Rejected By The Alpha: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

ROSIE Tell me about a party, and I'll tell you I didn't expect all this fuss and frills. Ella is such a darling. I mean, this was like the perfect place to come to and get away from everything. The kiss with Dominic and the fact that he just went MIA on me-what was I expecting? With Dominic, it's always like that.Kiss and run. And I'm stupid to always fall for it, every damn time.The party is already in full swing, people dancing... the cheers, smiles on people's faces... and the blue neon lights.Parties really aren't my kind of thing, because trust me, having an older brother like Xylus sucks. Too fucking overprotective. And the gown I had on was definitely sponsored by him. Initially, I had plans of wearing something strapless-I'm fucking eighteen and I want to experience what it feels like to put on sexy dresses and act my age. But on the other hand, Xylus had just secured a spot for me on Colors, so the least I'd do is avoid a meaningless argument with him."How many shots of

ROSIEPunch. Swerve. Block.My fist connects with my opponent's jaw, the sharp impact jarring through my knuckles all the way to my elbow. I let out a sigh, my gloves rising to guard my face as I pant. Sweat trickles down my temple, sliding along my cheek. With the back of my hands, I wipe it away."Come on, Rosie! Is that how you plan on fighting your enemy?"Xylus's voice interrupted my thoughts. It's one of those familiar tone of his, the one that says I'm disappointing him again. His hands clamp down on my shoulders, guiding, yanking me into a more stable stance. Once he's adjusted my posture, he moves on, yelling at another pair. His voice fades as he shouts commands like a general on a battlefield.Honestly? I'm glad it's him running pack training and not Dominic. Ah Dominic! The moon goddess knows that the last person I'd want to see is him. Maybe if he were here, I'd be face-down on the mat already. I haven't seen him in days ever since the incident at the club. Yes ,

Rosie'sIt's the worst day of the damn week. Pack training.Since Dominic and Xylus left, Ashton automatically took over, and honestly, I'm kind of glad I won't bump into the "Alpha."Out of my three combats this morning, I've already fought two. One more to go, and I can finally leave, though it feels like I've run a goddamn marathon and my heart won't stop trying to beat its way out of my chest. I let out a sharp breath, leaning against a tree to catch a short break before I face my last partner.My gaze flicks up, and of course, it's Cassie. The walking cliché. Dressed in her usual pink from head to toe like she's auditioning for a twisted version of Barbie, if Barbie had Raquel's personality. I roll my eyes and mutter, "Bitch," under my breath.After our last encounter, I swore never to use the general showers again, emergency or not.I'm just about to head back to the fighting ring when Ashton's voice cuts through the noise."Rosie! Get your ass moving. Break time's over!"Right.

ROSIE Dominic couldn't think of a better punishment, really. I silently curse him though I'm sure he didn't mean bad when he chose this as my punishment. Or maybe he fucking do. No patrol shifts. No cleaning duty. No audience to witness whatever form of shame he could've picked. At least he still he still have a soul, but I think I'd have picked that over this even if it meant glaring at wolves pack members.Instead, I'm boxed in. Four plain walls, one narrow window that barely lets in the light, and a desk with a pen and a notebook I'm supposed to write an apology on. How creative.I sit with my knees tucked to my chest, the pen twirling between my fingers. Its click is the only sound that fills the room besides my own breath.I glance at the page again.Cassie, I'm sorry. The words stare back at me mockingly and I roll my eyes. How ridiculous. Dominic came back much faster than I had expected, and trust the bitch Cassie, she didn't waste time ratting me out like a snake that h

RosieFor the first time, I hear the words I've been dying for.My ears perk up. My shoulders stiffen. The sound of my name on his lips, hell, is this the Moon Goddess finally answering my prayers?"Let's not even get started on the fantasies I want to tick off with you. The image of you naked in my bed lulls me to sleep every fucking night, your legs parted for me, your needy core dripping wet..."Goosebumps sweep across my exposed skin. A shiver races down my spine as I grip the edge of the desk, knuckles whitening. His voice, dark and enchanting hits my nerves like a jolt of electricity. "Rosie. Oh, Rosie."He chants my name like a prayer. Like he's worshipping me.My thighs press together, and I swallow thickly. I'm too lost in the moment to think. My hands slide down to my heated thighs, fingers trailing up, the fabric of my leggings growing hotter with every inch. The ache between my legs is unbearable. My fingertips brush over the dampness blooming at my center, and the contac