All Chapters of Once Rejected Then Desired : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

"You have just a few days to decide.”The door clicked shut behind him, but his words lingered. My wolf stirred restlessly inside me, still raw and aching from the night before. Ronan’s rejection hadn’t just scarred me, it had torn something loose, something I didn’t know how to cage again.How could he throw me away so easily? Was being a hybrid truly that unforgivable?I paced the length of the room, fists clenched at my sides. No matter how I spun it in my head, the truth was inescapable, he rejected me without remorse. Not once had he looked back.A rogue who can’t keep her legs closed.I pressed a palm over my chest, trying to steady the fire building under my ribs.I had never wanted to surrender to anyone. And yet… some part of me..some pathetic, hidden piece—had longed for it. For him. To be chosen. To be loved.The next morning, I dragged myself to the bar, though every muscle in my body protested. I looked like death warmed over, and I didn’t need a mirror to confirm it. My

An old frame caught my attention, hung at an angle on the left side of the room. It was a family frame, back when we were all one big happy family. I hadn’t noticed before but everything looked perfectly in place and it made my heart spike even more.Was Ronan really the one who ruined everything in my once-happy life? To think I had actually started to feel something for him, despite all my senses screaming at me.A creak from the floorboard broke my thoughts. By the door, Lucian stood staring straight at me, his ocean-blue eyes filled with so much concern.I sniffed, the tears threatening to spill, reminding myself of his betrayal.“Seliene, we need to—”“I don’t want to hear whatever lies you have to say,” I cut him off.He didn’t waver. Instead, he lowered his head slightly before looking back up. “I had to,” he said.“You had to do what?!” I yelled. “Team up with my father behind my back, knowing damn well all the damage he’d already caused? How could you do that to me?”“I know