All Chapters of Rejected by the Cowboy: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91The next morning, Orion was lying in the shade, alert to every movement around him, like a tireless guardian.Beside him, the female settled down with some difficulty, letting out a low, soft sound of fatigue. Dolores watched the scene with a melted smile on her face.“She’s beautiful,” she commented, crossing her arms. “And very calm.”“Calm for now,” Zacky joked. “I want to see her when the cubs are born.”Orion lifted his head when he heard the sound of a car engine.“Good morning, André!” Dolores greeted him, smiling as she approached the car. “Coffee is almost ready, come join us.”Zacky laughed, watching the servals.“I think we have another challenge before breakfast: deciding on a name for her,” he commented, looking at the female, who was now lying comfortably beside Orion.“How about ‘Luna’?” Dolores suggested, enchanted by the female’s eyes. “It has a serene air, it suits her.”“Hmm…” Zacky frowned, scratching his beard. “But she looks like she’s going to be misc

This story is derived from Rejected by the Cowboy.Enjoy your reading.Chapter 93Thirty years later…The wind gently stirred the dry leaves scattered across the cemetery ground. Thomas stood still before his parents’ grave, his eyes filled with tears despite the passing years.Twenty years had gone by since his father’s death and ten since his mother’s. Even so, the absence had never stopped aching in his heart.Juliana stood beside him, holding his wrinkled hand with the same affection as decades before."I miss them so much, Juliana…" he murmured, his voice heavy with longing.She squeezed his fingers."I know, my love. I miss my parents too…" she sighed. "But unfortunately… or perhaps fortunately, I’m not sure… that’s life. It’s the natural cycle."Thomas nodded slowly."We’re not young anymore either." He gave a faint smile. "I’m already past seventy… and despite that, I feel good. Strong, even. But…" He paused. "I’d like to meet my grandchildren before I die."Juliana looked at

Chapter 95She was taken for examinations, the cut on her head was stitched, and they checked for possible fractures. Rafael waited outside, pacing back and forth, feeling guilt crush his chest.Almost an hour later, the doctor came out of the room."She is out of danger. She had a mild concussion and some bruises, but she’ll be fine. We just need to observe her for a few hours."Rafael felt his legs weaken with relief."Can I see her?""You can. But don’t stress her."He entered the room slowly. The young woman was lying down, her red hair spread across the white pillow. Even pale, there was something about her that held his gaze.He sat in the chair beside the bed. He stayed there, waiting, and two hours passed.Then, slowly, her eyelashes fluttered and she opened her eyes.For a few seconds, she was confused. The ceiling was not her bedroom’s. The smell was not her home’s. She frowned. She didn’t remember lying down. In fact… that was not her room.Was she dreaming?She turned her

Chapter 97The sound of the approaching car engine seemed to beg for mercy, gears shifting erratically."What the hell…" he muttered, rising from the chair. He narrowed his eyes against the cloud of dust rising from the dirt road.The pickup truck zigzagged dangerously. It burst through the open gate with a jolt, skidded on the gravel, and stopped with the bumper scraping against the wall, scratching the paint.Pâmela placed a hand over her chest, her heart racing."My God!"Rafael stepped out of the barbecue area, jaw tight and brow furrowed.The driver’s door opened with difficulty. A man climbed out, almost tripping over his own feet, the smell of burnt oil and alcohol spreading before he even began to speak. Three workers got out of the back seat, sweaty, stained with grease, laughing quietly."Thanks, guys," the driver said, patting their shoulders. "Without you I’d be sleeping on the roadside tonight."They waved, exchanging pats on the back, and headed toward the ranch hands’ h

Chapter 99After the veterinarian left, the corral returned to its usual silence. Robson leaned his back against a tall bale, leaving his arms crossed behind his head and his hat tossed on the ground. The afternoon sweat clung to the open shirt on his chest, but he didn’t care. His body was tired from work, but his mind… his mind was worse.He felt lonely. In a way that wasn’t only physical. Even though he was the outgoing brother, the one who laughed loudly and teased Rafael just to see his expression tighten, Robson wasn’t the kind of man who spent every night in bars or went to brothels to drown what hurt. The drinking the day before had been an exception, Luana’s fault, always Luana’s. He still couldn’t swallow the fact that she had someone else now. Someone who took her out for drives in the city, who posted pictures with her smiling as if the world were perfect. Someone who wasn’t him.Robson closed his eyes and saw her in his thoughts. The last time he had seen her without that