Todos los capítulos de Rejected by the Ruthless Lycan king : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Ginnie***The river moved slowly beneath the afternoon sun, its surface glittering beneath the scattered shadows of the trees. I sat on a wooden bench beneath an enormous oak tree, pretending to admire the view when, in reality, I was watching the little boy running along the riverbank.Jayden.He behaved exactly as Eliana had described him whenever he came here. Restless, curious, and far too energetic for the poor servant assigned to keep up with him. Every few seconds, he would stop to examine something—a flower, a butterfly, or a strange-looking stone—only to run ahead again before the servant could catch up.A faint smile curved across my lips.He was nothing like the cold, intimidating image I had created in my mind when I first learnt whose son he was.I had barely taken a step forward when Jayden looked in my direction. The moment his gaze landed on me, his little face brightened."Angel Ginnie!”Before I could react, he took off running.The servant gasped and hurried afte

Varkos***My eyes remained fixed on the contract. I had been staring at the same paragraph for what felt like minutes, yet I couldn't bring myself to turn the page.“Mr. Varkos.”The voice barely registered.“Mr. Varkos?”It reached me again, slightly louder this time, but I still didn't respond.“Mr. Varkos!”I blinked and finally lifted my gaze from the contract.Adrian was sitting across from me, one arm resting casually against the armrest of his chair. “I'm sorry.”A faint smile curved his lips.“It’s fine.”My gaze dropped back to the contract. The document sat between us on the polished surface of his desk, its pages filled with numbers and legal terms.Adrian had offered me millionsEnough to rebuild the factory from the ground up. Enough to keep the Draven name from becoming nothing more than a memory. But something about the contract kept bothering me.Adrian tapped one finger against the desk.“I'm still waiting for your signature.”I looked at him.“Right.”I reached fo

Kenna***My grip tightened around the steering wheel as the headlights cut through the dark road ahead.My heart had been pounding wildly in my ears since I left the Blood Moon Pack Villa.I was very certain that Cassian died five years ago. Yet here I was, driving to meet him.I exhaled slowly and turned my attention back to the road. The motel was nearly an hour from Bleeding Rose. Cassian had deliberately chosen a location far from it. The thought alone made something twist inside my stomach.What exactly did he know about me?That question had haunted me since the night he called.If he knew everything, he would have already exposed me.So why was he taking his time with it?A few minutes later, the motel came into view. I slowed down and pulled into the parking lot, stopping beneath a dim streetlight.For several seconds, I didn't move. My fingers remained wrapped around the steering wheel. Then I reached for the small mirror above me and looked at my reflection.My makeup was

Ginnie***I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection.Tonight was supposed to be nothing more than a simple dinner. But the thought of seeing Varkos made something tighten painfully inside my chest.After everything that had happened between us, I didn't even know what I was supposed to feel when I saw him again.I let out a shaky breath and reached for the earrings lying on the table. I slipped them into place and studied the woman staring back at me.My thoughts were still chasing each other when a soft knock came from the door.I turned toward the sound."Come in."The door opened, and one of the maids stepped inside, holding a large black box with both hands. She walked toward me and held it out."My lady.” She lowered her head. “Mr. Adrian asked me to give this to you."My eyebrows pulled together."Adrian?""Yes, ma'am."My gaze dropped to the box."He didn't say what it was?""No, ma'am."Without another word, I took it from her. It was heavier than I had expected

Ginnie***Varkos’s hand stayed pressed over my mouth, warm and firm, the rough edge of his palm scraping against my lower lip. I shoved at his chest, but the hard plane of muscle barely moved. Instead, my clutch slipped from my fingers and hit the tiled floor with a dull thud. “L-let go of my mouth,” I mumbled against his hand, the words muffled beneath his palm.I twisted sideways, trying to slide past him toward the door but his free hand caught my waist and slammed my back against the cool wall beside the mirror.Before I could recover, he moved closer, trapping me between his body and the wall. One thigh slid between mine, forcing the slit of my dress apart.The sudden closeness sent a rush of heat through me, so intense my knees nearly buckled. I stared up at him, my breath catching as my heart pounded wildly in my ribs.“Five years,” Varkos whispered, leaning in until his mouth brushed the shell of my ear. “Five fucking years I’ve thought about the way you used to shake when I