All Chapters of The Lycan's Rejected Mate: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

“He's not going to talk. Not so easily, at least,” I stated, my brows furrowed into a slight frown as I concentrated. Elias didn't break my gaze. “I know, but he will.”“How? How do you plan to break him?” I asked. “Why, by unleashing me on him, of course. Mattias would not be able to resist me for long,” Carlos stated, his voice slightly teasing as he twirled his fingers around a spot in the map spread around us. His expression was relaxed, but I could sense the power roiling beneath his skin. He was eager to break Mattias, almost too happy to get started on the task, and I could not fault him for that. That bastard had deceived them for decades. He was going to pay for what he did with every broken bone, every painful punch Carlos inflicted on him. But it still would not be enough. “But what if he doesn't talk? What if he decides to, I don't know, kill himself rather than break down? What if he is incredibly pain tolerant?”Elias shook his head at me. “Calm down, Little wolf.

I watched the crowd as they dispersed, and even though they seemed to have been subdued by Isadora's speech, only half of them were. The other half remained staunchly against her. “She's such an accomplished liar. What did she expect, that we would feel pity for her and take back our words?” a woman snapped as she walked away, and my heart sank in my chest. “Our Pack is in big trouble as long as she's here. Remember what Felicity told us? She has bewitched Elias and now he is in too deep. He won't break out of her charm if she doesn't leave! She has to go!” another man responded. The third person tagging along with the couple spat on the floor with disgust. “All those tales about Ethan taking an advantage of her! What a lie! She's not pretty enough to be pursued by an Alpha's son. And I know Elias is only with her because of that goddamned bewitching. If not, which man will stay with someone like her? She's a slut!”Anger skyrocketed through my veins and I stepped forward, ready t

“Are you sure you're going to be okay alone?” I asked, my voice filled with concern. Erina rolled her eyes at me. “Stop fussing over me, Isa. I'm okay. It's not like anything is going to happen to me while you're gone. In fact, I should be worried about you,” she responded, placing emphasis on the fact that I was going on this mission. I stepped forward and dragged her into a hug. “I'm going to be fine. Elias is not going to let anything happen to me. And Carlos too,” the train of thought made me remember something, and I pulled back slightly to stare at her. “You sure you don't want Patrick to stay back and watch over the pack with you? I'm sure Elias wouldn't mind leaving him behind.”Erina mock glared at me. “Don't you dare. I don't want that man anywhere near me, please. It's going to be so awkward and I cannot deal with that right now. It's going to be stressful enough dealing with all those people who still think Felicity is a goddess and should be released. Let him go with

I could not believe what I was staring at. I closed my eyes and peeled them open again, my heart slamming violently against my chest as I struggled to understand what I was looking at. A scream ripped past my lips, horror slushing through my veins as my jaw dropped open. This could not be real. It had to be a faux, right? An hallucination. I had to be seeing things, right?Elias materialised at my side almost immediately, shifting back into his human form and grabbing the clothes hanging loosely on my arms. When his gaze settled on the sight before me, he stiffened and it was then I knew that I wasn't hallucinating. Every single thing before me was real. Rows after rows of cages lined the entire room. Om the farthest end, there was what seemed like large glass bottles with hooks hanging down from the end. The bottles were filled with a weird looking liquid. The room was empty, but a shiver ran down my spine regardless. “So Mattias was right,” Elias muttered as he walked I to

I barely managed to catch Isadora before she fell to the floor. My heart was slamming violently hard against my ribcage, and it was rattling so loud that the sound threatened to drown all other sounds. Pure, unfiltered rage slammed into me over and over as my brain tried to process the man's words. A part of me didn't want to believe the man. He could be lying for all I know. But I knew he was not. He had no reason to lie. Because the man standing before me, watching me cradle Isadora's unconscious body, radiated so much power that if I wasn't a Lycan Alpha King, I probably would have bowed in his presence. Hell, a lesser wolf would, which explained how a mere human like him was able to make the Alphas work for him. His aura was that commanding. But I was a King. A Lycan. The most powerful wolf in the world at the moment. I was old, and my Alpha authority was strong. He didn't scare me. He, however, made me unbelievably angry. “I would love nothing else than to have Isadora str