All Chapters of The Rejected Alpha's Heart: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Hector's POVOn the way back to the Packhouse, it didn't take long to realize that the kid was just here to spy on me and gather information; his eyes told me as much. The fact that he was young, and he was of no rank, made me aware that he was being used as a decoy of what the question was. I decided to play along with the kid's spy game for now. Instead of confronting him directly, I would feed him false information and see how he reacted. This way, I could gather more intelligence about Erick's scheme and what his true intentions were.It was just past four in the morning, and my restlessness was starting to show. After all the excitement, I knew Jasper needed to blow off some steam, so I decided to go for a run. Making my way to the forest that lined the side of the pack house, I stripped out of my clothes, hid them behind a bush, and shifted, giving Jasper complete control.

Erick's POV"I, Maliyla Giuliano, accept your rejection, Alpha Erick," Maliyla growled.Within seconds of those words leaving her mouth, a wave of pain washed over me. It never crossed my mind that the fucken bitch might have accepted my rejection. My body suddenly felt weak. After rejecting Maliyla, I knew my wolf had been hurt, but I never expected this. There was something I wanted to say, but I couldn't get the words out. I could feel my blood boiling as I looked away from Maliyla, unable to meet her gaze. Nick was the only person at my side, while my half-ass Luna was stuck on fucken stupid, staring into a blank abyss. Maliyla caught my eye as Nick helped me stand. This was not the girl I had rejected months ago. It was clear that Alpha Hector had spat a number of sweet nothing's into her puny brain, and now I had to remind her of who she was and who I was. Maliyla stared at me with a det

Maliyla's POVI was surprised by Jonathan's revelation about my bloodline. My family's history was never discussed by either of my parents, nor did I inquire about it. According to my knowledge, I was born into the Blood Rose Pack. There was never a need to question my heritage since my grandparents were also blood rose pack members. I had no idea what he was referring to and had never heard of the Odulf Wolf bloodline. As I was curious and needed clarification, I asked Jonathan for more information. The statement Jonathan made left both Hector and me in awe.After a few moments of silence, Jonathan began to explain the ancient and mysterious Odulf bloodline and its legendary magical powers. "The bloodline is said to be blessed, and each wolf has its own unique abilities. Your father, as far as I know, had unparalleled fighting abilities. That is what he excelled at, and he was able to project

Maliyla's POVMy thoughts continued to run through my head throughout the rest of the day as I contemplated how to escape. At the core of my being, I felt that this was a curse I wished the moon goddess could reverse. In order to avoid harming loved ones or burdening anyone, I needed to save everyone without risking myself. As I tried to find a solution, I became stuck in a loop of thoughts. I had to think of something quickly, but I felt so helpless. One thing was certain. There was no way I was returning to the Blood rose Pack.I was lost in thought as I leaned over the balcony and stared into a blank abyss, when suddenly I felt the tingles of the mate's bond as Hector wrapped his arms around me.A penny for your thoughts, Bellissima?" Hector muttered softly.Closing my eyes, I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck as I buried my fac

Hector's POVBeing inside Maliyla was the most unparalleled experience I ever had; she felt so fucken good. Since I discovered her lying in the forest, I had wanted to mate and mark her. Despite all the wounds, Maliyla still looked beautiful. The distractions made it easier to control Jasper, as he wanted to hurry up the process. However, I knew that wouldn't help us get closer to her, not with everything she had already been through.As the days passed, it became increasingly difficult to contain him. Jasper and I realized after our short argument that controlling Maliyla was not the most effective way to handle the situation, and we needed to stop trying to control her. The brief incident at the tattoo parlor also allowed me to see a different side of her. Despite her calm and quiet nature, there was a fire in Maliyla that could rise at any moment, and she would fight to protect what she love