Todos los capítulos de Rejected by the Ruthless Lycan king : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Adrain***My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as I drove along the empty road.Darkness stretched across the land, broken only by the weak beams of my headlights and the occasional shadows of trees lining the narrow road.A few minutes later, I pulled the car onto the side of the road and switched off the engine.For a brief moment, I sat behind the wheel, staring through the windshield. In the distance, beyond the thick line of trees, stood the factory.The Draven Factory.Even from here, I could see the faint glow of security lights surrounding the massive building.For years, I had imagined this moment.And now…It was finally here.I reached for the black hoodie on the passenger seat and pulled it over my head. The hood came down low, hiding most of my face.The cold night air brushed against my face the moment I stepped out. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my hoodie and started walking.The shortcut through the trees was familiar. I had studied the area enough to

Ginnie***The newspaper trembled slightly between my fingers as I lowered it, staring at the headline again as though the words might somehow change if I read them one more time.DRAVEN FAMILY FACTORY DESTROYED IN DEVASTATING FIREMy eyes moved across the article.The factory had been destroyed.The heart of the Draven family's business empire in Bleeding Rose…Gone.Slowly, I lowered the newspaper and let out a quiet sigh.I didn’t have to think too hard to know who had done it.Adrian.But what I couldn’t understand was why he had kept his move hidden from me.Was it because he didn't trust me?Or had he simply decided that this was his revenge, and I was only supposed to watch from the sidelines?My jaw tightened.Five years of promising each other that the people who had destroyed our lives would pay.And now Adrian had made his first move without saying a word to me.I picked up the newspaper again and looked down at the photograph beneath the headline.Without warning, a name fl

Kenna***The moment I stepped into the garden, I knew everything was going according to plan.Soft golden lights hung from the trees, casting a warm glow across the sprawling outdoor space. Elegant tables and comfortable lounge areas were scattered across the garden, surrounded by carefully arranged flowers and lush greenery.Women from the most powerful families in Bleeding Rose moved around the garden in expensive gowns and stylish dresses, their voices blending into a low hum of laughter and conversation.Some sat beneath large white canopies, while others stood around the outdoor bar, talking quietly as servers moved through the crowd with trays of champagne and cocktails.It looked less like a formal gathering and more like an exclusive outdoor club event.“Kenna!” A familiar voice called behind me.I turned with a bright smile. “Marissa! It’s so good to see you.” She pulled me into a quick hug. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you! So do you.” I replied immediately, forcing warmth

Ginnie***The abandoned building stood like a forgotten skeleton against the darkness, its broken windows reflecting the faint glow of the moon.Nothing moved around it except the occasional rustle of leaves whenever the wind passed through the trees.I sat inside my car with the engine turned off, both hands resting loosely on the steering wheel. I glanced briefly at my watch.7:30 p.mI had been waiting for almost twenty minutes.This was not a place anyone came to unless they had a reason, and that was exactly why I had chosen it.A few moments later, a figure came into view. She looked around nervously before hurrying toward my car. When she reached the passenger side, she opened the door, slipped inside, and immediately shut it behind her."You're late."Her chest rose and fell rapidly. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Veynas."I turned toward her. “It’s fine.”Eliana had always looked younger than her years, but tonight, the exhaustion around her eyes made her look older. She kept glancing

Kenna***The name left my lips barely more than a whisper.I stood beside the bed with my phone pressed tightly against my ear, staring at nothing as my heart pounded so hard I could hear it.No.It can’t be possible.Cassian was dead.I had made sure of it.I had even convinced myself that whatever guilt I had carried afterward would eventually disappear.“How…” I swallowed hard. “How are you alive?”A chuckle came through the phone.“You really thought I was dead?” He spoke so quietly that it frightened me more than anger ever could. “I know it’s hard to believe when you sent men to kill me.”My fingers tightened around the phone. Without warning, the memories I had buried so deeply came rushing back.Cassian's face. His voice whispering my name whenever we were in bed alone.The things we had done.I gripped the edge of the bedside table, forcing myself upright.“I thought you were going to expose me.” My voice dropped to a whisper. “That’s the only reason I did it.”“And that gav