All Chapters of Rejected And Reborn: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 122: The dish Nora’s PovI took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, trying to calm the fluttering in my chest. My hands shook as I tightened the apron around my waist. Today, the guards had told me to cook and serve the alpha. Axel.I didn’t want to. Every part of me screamed no. I had cried enough. I had been beaten down, humiliated, trapped, and still… I was expected to walk into his room and serve him like some obedient servant. My throat burned at the thought.Eron noticed my hesitation. “I know you don’t want to do this,” he said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder. “I can help. I’ll cook. You don’t have to.”I shook my head, forcing a small, tired smile. “No, Eron… don’t worry about me. I… I can do this.”He frowned, his eyes full of concern, but he didn’t argue. I turned to the kitchen, my hands trembling as I grabbed the ingredients. For a brief moment, I thought about cooking something he liked — something that would remind him of me. His favorite meal.But then

Chapter 124- Trouble Nora’s Pov I had barely returned to the shared room, my body sore and trembling from the long hours in the kitchen and the tension in Axel’s presence, when Aiden’s shadow fell across the doorway. My heart sank instantly. I knew that voice, that look in his eyes — the one that could freeze you in place with a single glare.“Nora,” he said slowly, each syllable heavy and deliberate. “What were you doing in Axel’s room just now?”I froze, my stomach twisting. My lips parted, but nothing came out at first. Then, trembling, I tried to explain, “I… I just… the guard told me to cook and serve him… I was only doing what he asked…”Aiden’s eyes narrowed sharply, the shadow of fury crossing his face. “Don’t lie to me,” he said, stepping closer. My heart pounded against my ribs as I tried to back away, but there was nowhere to go.“I… I’m not lying! I swear, I was just following orders!” I cried, my voice breaking.But before I could say more, his hand came down sharply ac

Chapter 126 – So coldAxel? The water was cold. So cold. It wrapped around me like icy chains, pulling me down, dragging me under. My lungs burned, my chest ached. I gasped for air, but it felt like the world was closing in. Every movement I tried, every kick I made, was useless. I was sinking, sinking deeper into the darkness.Panic took over. My hands flailed blindly. My eyes stung. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t move fast enough. The water filled my nose, my mouth. I swallowed it by mistake and coughed violently. My mind screamed in terror: I can’t die like this… I can’t… I can’t…Then, out of the chaos, I felt it. A hand. Strong, firm, and steady. It wrapped around me, gripping me like a lifeline, and I felt myself lifted slightly, pulled upward. I couldn’t see who it was. Everything was a blur — the waves, the cold, the darkness. But the hand held me tightly, never letting go, giving me something I didn’t even know I needed: hope.I tried to speak, but my throat was full of water.

Chapter 128 — I Don’t Want You AnymoreNora’s POVThe morning light touched my face softly, but my heart still felt heavy.I opened my eyes slowly and looked around the small room. Axel was sitting beside my bed again, just like he had done since he brought me here.His eyes were red, tired… guilty.When he noticed I was awake, he rushed to me. “Nora,” he said, his voice shaking. “How are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?”I didn’t answer.I just sat up quietly and pulled my hand away from his.There was silence. Only the sound of our breathing filled the room.“I remember everything now,” he continued, his voice breaking. “Every word, every touch, every tear I made you cry. I can’t forgive myself. Please… don’t leave me. Give me a chance to make it right.”I closed my eyes for a moment, holding back the tears that burned behind them.“Axel…” My voice came out weak. “Even if you didn’t remember me, why were you so wicked?”He froze. His lips parted, but no words came.“You threw m

Chapter 130 : The Pull I Can’t EscapeHer POVThe forest was quiet. Too quiet. The only sound I could hear was the rustle of dry leaves under my bare feet and the soft whisper of the wind that brushed against my face. My body felt heavy, my legs trembling with every step I took, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.I didn’t even know where I was going anymore. I just wanted to keep walking , far away from the pack house, far away from him. From everything.The cold bit into my skin. My clothes were still damp from the river, and each gust of wind made me shiver. My stomach twisted painfully, but hunger didn’t matter. Pain didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore.“I’m free now,” I whispered to myself, my voice breaking in the quiet night. “I’m free…”But the words felt hollow. Empty.If freedom meant being alone, starving, and lost, then why did my heart ache so much? Why did every step feel like I was walking away from something that still held a piece of me?I stumbled, catching myself aga