All Chapters of The Rejected Heiress : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11...Estelle’s POVWe returned to the Pack House the next day just as the sun dipped lower in the sky, staining the stone walls in a dull orange glow. Zen had a cave in the woods where he usually spent time alone, so we had passed the night there in awkward silence. The moment we stepped inside, it felt like the air was unusually tense. I turned to say something to break the tension between us but the words stuck in my throat. Besides, I was in no mood to speak to him. A uniformed maid walked up to us as we walked through the large hallway, “Alpha Zen,” she had a polite smile on her face, “the council is gathered in the advisory room. I was told to inform you that they would like to see you.” I saw Zen's hand clamp into a fist. Whatever this was about, Zen obviously did not like it. “I'll go to my room,” I said, not wanting to be any part of what this was. Zen gave me a stern look, “you're following me.” “Why? Are assassins waiting in my room for me?” my response was

The sun came through the window the next morning, hitting my face and waking me up way earlier than I wanted to be awake. I rolled over and tried to pull the blanket over my head, but a loud, rhythmic knocking on the door made that impossible. I groaned and sat up, rubbing my eyes and looking around the guest room that had been given to me. "Come in," I called out, my voice sounding scratchy from sleep.The door opened and Byron stepped inside, closing it behind him with a soft click.Now I wished that I had asked who it was. He didn't look like he had slept much, and he stood by the foot of the bed with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked at me for a long time without saying anything, then he let out a long breath and shook his head."The Alpha is busy with the council this morning, so I thought I should speak to you while he isn't around to stop me," he said, taking a few steps closer until he was standing right over me."Good morning to you too, Byron," I said, pulling th

Chapter 15 Estelle The banquet hall was cool but the tension between Zen and Bryon made it so much colder. It did not help that I was dressed in a cream lace see through fabric that clung to my curves as though for dear life. Zen’s group of stylists had literally constructed the dress on my body. The dress was sexy and elegant at the same time. Even when I lived in my father's house, I did not have access to this type of wear. Everything from my hair which was in a fashionable bun and set in small diamonds to my feet which was strapped in gold stilettos had been carefully thought out. I had never felt this confident about my looks as I did tonight. But my confidence could not save me from Bryon's anger. “It is a matter that concerns…” Bryon was still trying to get Zen to speak to him privately but Zen was not taking the bait, “then it can wait. We have important guests. It would be impolite to step out for a private conversation.” Bryon was seething in anger and he took it out on

Chapter 17 ...Estelle’s POVI was froth with restlessness since parting with Bryon on the dance floor. I did not know what it was about him that made me want to drive my fist into his mouth. “Older brothers are that way,” I looked around to check if there was anyone besides me in the small room in which I slept, “they always drive you crazy.” “I've had too many drinks tonight,” I said out loud, standing up from my bed. I had to walk off the alcohol. I would have been really drunk if I had begun to hear voices now. I stumbled out of my room and swayed my way out of the pack house and into one of the surrounding gardens. “Bryon is…” “Damn it!” I cursed out loud, looking around again to see if I was alone. I was but the voice appeared to have followed me. “Moon goddess,” I said, folding my hands and looking up to pray to the moon, “I will never…” But the moon was an unusual colour and shape, considering there was a half moon earlier in the night. Now the moon was Crescent and

I sat on the edge of the marble pool with my legs dangling in the water, watching the ripples move away from my skin. The moonlight made the garden look very bright that I could see the different colors of the flowers even though it was late at night. My neck still felt a bit sore from where the axe had almost touched me. I kept thinking about the way Zen had looked at me when he realized he couldn't kill me. He knew I was his mate, but he was still refusing to reject me.Fuck him.The garden was quiet other than the sound of the water splashing against the sides of the pool. I liked the fact that I was alone for once. I looked at my reflection in the dark water and sighed, quite exhausted from how eventful today had been. My mind drifted towards home for a bit. I should have been on a honeymoon period with my mate but my stupid twin stole him away. Was it even stealing him when he wanted her too?Really, I didn’t get it, and it hurt. "It is a bit late for a swim, don't you think?"