All Chapters of Once Rejected Then Desired : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

SelieneThe bottle shattered against the wall, spraying glass inches from my head.I didn’t flinch. I never did.“If you throw another bottle, I’m banning your pack for a month.”The werewolf across the bar bared his teeth at me, amber eyes flashing in the dim light. Ugh. Drunk Alphas.“You can’t do that,” he slurred.I slammed both palms on the counter, leaning forward until my dark curls shadowed my glare.“Watch me, Derek. This isn’t your territory. It’s mine. And in my bar, you follow my rules.”The crowd hushed. Even the rowdy fae in the corner paused their poker game to watch.Derek’s beta, Jax, tugged him back with an apologetic grimace. “She’s right, man. Let’s just go.”I tossed a rag over my shoulder and watched them slink out, the door swinging shut behind them. The tension evaporated, and the usual hum of laughter and clinking glasses returned.“Remind me never to piss you off,” murmured Ellie, my human bartender, as she slid a whiskey to a waiting vampire.I smirked. “Sma

I’ve met wolves of every scent. Shifters who reek of bloodlust, alphas with pride thick in their bones, rogues who wear desperation like cologne. But Ronan?I can’t scent him.Not properly.And that rattles me the most. It’s like his wolf doesn’t want to be known.My wolf doesn’t understand it either. She just growls, low and wary, whenever he’s near, even if “near” is only fleeting glimpses through windows and the silence of night.The weird thing is, I should be able to sense everything.I’m not just a wolf, I’m a hybrid. Lycan blood runs hot in my veins, wrapped in old magic I’ve learned to keep buried. Glamours and suppressants, subtle tricks passed from my mother to me like lullabies. All so no one ever knows what I really am. So far, it works.But lately, I feel like I’m being watched.It starts the night Ronan shows up again. A prickle between my shoulder blades when I walk home after closing, a flicker of movement in the corner of my eye that vanishes when I turn.For days now

Lucian didn’t speak, but his silence said everything. I felt his stare like a weight on my skin. Intense, assessing, like he was peeling back every layer of me with his eyes.“What are you?” he finally asked.Not who.What.I should’ve been angry. Offended. But I wasn’t.Because I didn’t have an answer.“I don’t know,” I whispered. “Whatever I was… it’s changing.”His eyes darkened. “Magic like that doesn’t come from nothing, Selene. You said you were half-Lycan, but that..” he waved a hand toward the space between us, still thick with lingering power, “..that was more than bloodline.”I didn’t reply. I couldn’t.Lucian stepped forward, until his body was a breath away from mine. I could feel the heat radiating off him. “You feel it too,” he said quietly.I didn’t deny it.Instead, Lucian dropped his gaze to my lips, lingering for a breath too long. “There’s something about you,” he murmured.My throat tightened. “And that excites you?”“No.” His voice dropped into a growl. “It warns