All Chapters of Rejected And Reborn: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter Fifty Two - The Escape Nora's POV The knocking would not cease. It began soft and gentle, like someone trying not to wake a house. But with each passing minute, it sharpened and deepened, resonating against the small wooden door of the room they put me in. I pulled the blanket up over my head and pressed my hands against my ears. I couldn’t bear to hear. I couldn’t bear to see. Because I knew who it was. It had to be him. Axel. And I couldn’t look at him. Not after the video Selene showed me. Not after seeing his hand on her, his body leaning towards her, his face so close to hers as if… as if she belonged to him. My chest was on fire, my tears seeping into the pillow. I bit my lip to hold back the sobs that wanted to erupt, but they burst forth anyway. Ugly, racking sobs that shook my whole body. The engine knocking finally ceased, and there was silence. But it was no peace. It was heavier even than the noise. I curled into a ball, whispering, “I can’t do this. I can

Chapter Fifty Four – Alone in the Dark Nora’s POV I ran and ran until my body begged me to stop. My legs felt heavy, my chest was burning, and each breath was sharp like knives in my throat. My feet stumbled on the rough ground, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get far away. Far away from that house. Far away from Selene’s cruel smile. Far away from the pain of Axel not being there when I needed him. Finally, my strength failed me. I fell to the ground, my knees hitting the dirt. I pressed my palms into the cold soil and bent forward, gasping for air. Tears poured down my cheeks and mixed with the dust on my face. The forest was dark all around me. The trees stood tall like silent watchers. The wind made the branches sway and creak, and each sound made me shiver harder. I wrapped my arms around myself and sat on the ground, rocking slightly. My heart was heavy. My mind was louder than the forest, full of Selene’s words: “This is who you will be — trash. Nothing more.” Her

Chapter Fifty Six He came here Axel’s POV I was running. My feet hit the ground again and again, but I didn’t feel tired. My chest was burning, my breath was heavy, but still I pushed myself harder. I could not stop. I could not rest. I had to find her. The forest was dark, the trees standing tall like shadows. I kept calling her name in my heart , Nora… Nora… please be safe. Then I heard it. A sound. A cry. It was faint, but my wolf inside me rose at once. His growl shook my whole body. He knew. He knew it was her. I followed the sound. Branches cut my arms, my legs hit roots, but I didn’t care. Every step was only one thought — reach her, protect her. And then I saw it. She was on the ground, her dress torn, her face wet with tears. A wild animal — big, angry, its teeth sharp — was moving closer to her. It was ready to strike. Nora’s body was shaking. She tried to crawl back, but there was no space left. My whole body froze for a heartbeat. Fear. Real fear. The thought of l

Chapter Fifty Eight – Morning in Each Other’s Arms Nora’s POV The first light of dawn filtered through the trees, soft and warm, and I stirred slowly. My body ached in every corner, but the ache felt different this time. It wasn’t just from running or crying, it was from relief, from being safe, from being with him. I opened my eyes and saw him, Axel, lying beside me, still asleep. His chest rose and fell with steady breaths, his arm resting lightly over mine. I couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at my lips. For the first time in days, I didn’t feel fear. I didn’t feel shame. I only felt… him. I traced a finger along his jaw gently, memorizing the curve of his face, the soft shadow of his stubble, the way his lips pressed together even while asleep. I wanted to remember every detail. I wanted to burn it into my memory so that no one—no one—could take him away from me again. Careful not to wake him, I shifted slightly, my hand still resting on his chest. The warmth from his

Chapter Sixty - Axel’s POV – The Brother’s Challenge My steps were heavy as I entered the house, carrying Nora on my back. Her arms were loose around my shoulders, her breath soft and uneven against my neck. She was exhausted. Her body felt fragile, and I hated that she had gone through so much pain because of me, because of this family. I swallowed hard as I pushed the door open. The place was silent, too silent, and my wolf was already restless inside me. I had been afraid of this moment—not of fighting, not of pain, but of the way my parents and Selene treated Nora. Would they sneer again? Would they insult her and push her away while she was already broken? But the silence was broken by a voice I hadn’t expected. “Well, well.” I froze in the doorway. My whole body went cold. He was standing there. My brother. The last person I thought I would see tonight. He leaned against the wall like he had been waiting for me, his arms folded, a smirk playing on his lips. He looked ol