All Chapters of HIS FORBIDDEN REJECTION : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Maya POVThe doorknob twisted again.My breath hitched as the door pushed open an inch. Ray moved in front of me so fast the air shifted. His shoulders blocked the doorway, his wolf aura rising like a dark storm.“Ray…” I whispered, my fingers clutching the bedsheet.“Don’t move,” he murmured. “Whatever happens, stay behind me.”His voice was steady, but the tension in his back told another story. Every muscle in him was ready to tear into whatever—or whoever—was waiting outside.The crack in the door widened.A broom fell through and clattered onto the floor.Ray blinked. I was startled.A shaky voice trembled from the hall. “S-sorry! I was just… cleaning the hallway.”It was the hotel janitor. A thin man with tired eyes and trembling hands. He stared at Ray like he’d just opened a door to a bear.Ray didn’t step aside. “This hallway doesn’t need cleaning at two in the morning.”The man swallowed. “I… I heard noise. Wanted to check if the guests are okay.”Ray’s wolf side flared. A l

Maya POV “Maya… breathe.”A voice floated through the fog in my head—smooth, calm, too calm. Not Ray’s. Never Ray’s. It slid across my skin like cold water.My eyes snapped open.I sucked in a breath, sharp and painful, as the world came into focus.A room.A strange room.The air smelled like polished wood and something sweet—like incense burning too long. A soft lamp glowed in the corner. Thick curtains covered the windows. Everything looked expensive, quiet, controlled.But my arms—My arms couldn’t move.Panic shot through me as I looked down. Leather straps held my wrists to the sides of the chair. My ankles were tied too, pulled tight enough to sting but not enough to bruise.I tried to pull free, breath shaking. The strap rubbed against my skin.“Easy now.”The voice came again.I froze.That voice…Slowly, carefully, I lifted my eyes.Zane sat across from me.He was leaning back in a large armchair, one leg crossed over the other, fingers tapping lightly on the wooden armrest

Ray POVThe moment her scent vanished… I knew.Something inside me snapped like an old rope under too much weight.I stood in the middle of the ruined cabin—our safe house—my chest rising and falling too fast, my fingers trembling as I knelt beside the scattered leaves and broken chair. Maya’s scent was still there, faint… soft… fading.Fading.My throat tightened.My wolf clawed at the inside of my ribs, shouting her name.“Maya…” I whispered into the empty air. My voice cracked. It didn’t even sound like me.Lana stood near the doorway, arms folded, eyes sharp. The moonlight cut across her face, making her look like a ghost. She didn’t say anything for a moment. Maybe she was giving me space. Maybe she knew I was one breath away from tearing the forest apart with my bare hands.She finally exhaled.“He took her again.”I didn’t answer.I was afraid if I opened my mouth, I’d break something—my control, my sanity… maybe both.Lana stepped closer. “Ray… listen to me.”“You don’t know w

Maya’s POVHis footsteps faded down the hallway, leaving me alone in the dim bedroom that smelled of salt, cold marble, and the faintest trace of fear—my fear. My forced smile still sat on my face, stiff and aching, but the moment the door clicked shut, it fell. My chest tightened. My throat burned. My hands trembled so badly I had to sit on them just to stop the shaking.But I whispered to myself, “Breathe, Maya… just breathe.”I had to keep going. I had to keep acting. This wasn’t just survival—this was war.And the first rule of war?Make the enemy believe they’re winning.The door opened again—soft, smooth, too quiet. Zane never entered like a normal person; he slid in like he owned the air. My back tightened as he stepped inside.“Still awake?” he asked.He didn’t need an answer. His eyes were already scanning my face, reading every twitch, every blink, every breath.I lowered my gaze, let my shoulders fall. “I couldn’t sleep.”He came closer. The bed dipped under his weight. His

Maya’s POVThe doorknob rattled again, slower this time, deliberate. My heart threatened to leap out of my chest. I pressed myself as close to the wall as I could, feeling the cold tile beneath my fingers, sweat and rain mixing into a strange, metallic taste in my mouth. My wolf growled, low and steady, warning me—but my mind refused to yield. Stay calm. Wait. Watch. Survive.Then, a crash outside. A thunderous bang that made me jolt, nearly hitting my head against the wall. The villa shook violently, the storm lashing at it like a furious beast. Wood splintered somewhere in the distance. Zane’s voice screamed. “You won’t get away from me, Maya! You can’t!”I froze, muscles coiled, listening. Then—another sound. A soft splash, almost drowned by the rain and wind. But I heard it. Someone is here.Hope. The fragile, terrifying spark of hope.I inched to the bathroom window, peering through the frosted glass. The storm had lifted slightly; lightning still cracked the sky, illuminating th