All Chapters of REJECTED BY HIM, DESIRED BY HIS TWIN : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Celeste's POV The next day, I couldn't get over the meeting in the council room. It was like something called out to me. I didn't know what, or why but I could feel it in my bones. I wasn't sure what it was but I would find it. The look on his face, Ragnar when he had seen that this hadn't just been anything, our success had been guaranteed, it was a look I knew I would always remember. It had been imprinted into my head. The way he looked, bitter and angry even though he had to pretend like none of it affected him and even still, we both knew it did. I was relieved, happy even that we finally could sleep in peace. I wasn't sure what nagged me yet at the back of my background, something that had happened, something I had noticed or whatever, nothing came to mind yet but it eventually would. That morning, after breakfast I didn't wait a minute at home. I knew where my heart was even though no one else did and it wasn't here. I hadn't been able to sleep comfortably for so many rea

Wilfrick's POVI wasn't sure where I was. Everywhere I looked was darkness, bleak and empty, like a deep dark void I had found myself in. She was the one I searched for even now, her voice in this darkness was what consoled me. I tried to move but my legs felt heavy. Even lifting then felt like the hardest job I had done and now I wasn't sure where to turn to. “Celeste" I said even though I didn't hear anything. It also felt like I was in a noiseless place. There were no sounds around, nothing I said ever came out as a sound and it scared me. I tried again, “Celeste" I said again but nothing came. Then I heard something. It sounded like it was a footstep but when I listened again, nothing came through. There was silence again and it was just me and my breathing, hard and loud that were the only sounds. Then I heard something else. I froze when I realized what it was. His voice came through the darkness and without seeing him, I knew who it was - my twin brother, Ragnar. He was the

Wilfrick's POV She had come to see me again and I couldn't explain how glad I was to her. It wasn't because of anything other than the fact that I hated staying alone. There was someone watching me, at least it felt that way. Today, Celeste had worn a blue sweater over her shirt and I liked it. She knew I did, the way it brought out the color of her eyes and I wanted to get lost in them. Since I could sit up and walk around now, I stood up from the bed. She raised a brow, “Well you're definitely getting better. I think maybe it's time you come back to the pack house. They sure miss you a lot there" she said, her eyes scanning my whole body. I smirked, something clicking in my head when her words registered, “are you sure it's just then missing you or are you missing me?" I wanted to add that I was missing her as well and I wanted to get out of here too. Her cheeks turned red, blushing a little and my smile broadened. I liked that I still had that effect on her. Even after I had r

Wilfrick's POV The next evening, just as I had asked Celeste to get ready, I waited in front of her door. My promise was my promise and I knew how much time I had wasted, I would make sure I didn't repeat that mistake. So I had asked Eva to confirm if she was getting ready and she did, now all I needed to do was see her. When I came back, I had made two promises to myself. One was that I would get back everything I had given away and this was one of them. She had kept me waiting for fifteen minutes but I would wait for another fifteen more as long as I got to see her. I had been there a while when I heard the click of her heels on the other side of the door before it opened. My eyes found her and for a moment, time stopped. The dinner dress hugged her curvaceous figure without any effort, light blue satin that matched the tie I had worn. . my eyes found the slit at her thigh revealing enough that I could feel my mind reel with so many ideas, the things I could do to her. Her shou

Celeste's POV I could already sense his story was changing and the stakes suddenly felt higher. My ears were all his, even my eyes since I didn't look away from him for a moment. I wanted to know what had happened, all of it. “How did you both solve it?" I asked. Wulfrick looked at me, his eyes were hazed as if he was no longer in the restaurant with me, like he was telling the story here and living it there. “That's another part of the story, part of the reason I came back" “So at first, there wasn't any clues, all we knew was that it was a wolf, most likely a man since there weren't any female wolves and we had to find that wolf" he took a deep breath, “But we didn't know how, there were no patterns to the death" Even as he said it, I could imagine it. It wasn't as if it was just one group getting killed or anything of that sort, so there wasn't any clue from the people dying. It looked like another dead end. “Greg almost lost hope and so did I honestly even though I had promis