All Chapters of Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Raven POV“Out you come, Raven,” his voice is filled with glee, “maybe if you come out, I’ll make your death quick and swift. On the other hand, if you keep running…” he trailed off, the implication clear.He would make my death slow and painful. I was under no illusions as to what he might do to me if he managed to find me. The loss of MaryAnne had made him irrational, filled with images of revenge, revenge against me. I was responsible for everything going wrong in his life. “Why don’t you just shift already and do it!” I shouted back, still hobbling, my eyes desperately scanning the forest.I was growing tired of his endless mocking, his endless games. I wanted all of this to be over, even though it might mean my own death. At the rate I was going, it wasn't going to be much longer before my body simply gave out on me and that would be worse than trying to defend myself, because then I would be completely at his mercy. I had somehow managed to walk miles. My body was shaking from

Raven POV“Goddamnit, this is my fault. I should have fucking had more men watching her. I should have expected something like this to happen!” he breathed, slamming his hand into the wall again and again, chunks of plaster scattering to the floor.I turn my head. He hasn’t realized that I’m awake. Aeress puts a gentle hand on his shoulder.“You couldn’t have known. Raven’s fine, Damien. She just needs time to…” she trailed off, shrugging helplessly.Damien looks as though he’s about to rip everything in the room apart. He’s more than angry. He’s furious.Luckily, it's not with me but with himself. Still, I feel a pang in my chest. He has nothing to be sorry for. Nobody could have anticipated this. “Recover,” I rasp, and they turn, both of their eyes widening in shock.“Holy shit. Thank God,” Damien breathed, moving closer and taking one of my hands, “how do you feel?” he asked in concern.“Better,” I said wryly, “like somebody donated blood?” I questioned sweetly as Damien flushed a

Raven POVSomething doesn’t feel right. Something is off. I’m sleeping soundly in Aeress’s room now that she and Jackson have practically moved in together, and my eyes begin to flutter open, every instinct inside of me screaming danger. Darkness. My eyes struggle to adjust, and just as I sense a presence, my head turning, a pillow clamps down on my face, pushing hard as I struggle, clawing at their arms, doing everything in my power to free myself and draw breath into my burning lungs. It looked as though my instincts had been right, but at the same time, I knew this wasn't Marissa. The person was too strong to ber her, and she wouldn't risk getting caught. She was too much of a coward for that. My throat is tightening. My chest is heaving. I grow more desperate as he climbs on me, kneeling over my body, pushing, pushing hard, his strength overwhelming. My hands and my arms spread out, my hands blindly seeking anything to hit him with, anything that might force him to relax his grip

Hades POVMy eyes follow her constantly. She moves around the pack house, her hair billowing in the breeze, those gorgeous green eyes of hers lighting up with laughter, her precious pink lips always curved into a smile. I want to be close to her, but I refrain, still reeling from Aeress’s accusations. Still, I can look, even if I can’t touch, I rationalized. It was of little comfort. I was falling for her, no matter how hard I tried to deny it. But she was forbidden to me. My future wife was Marissa, even as my heart felt a pang at the thought. “What is this?” I asked, entering my bedroom and stopping short.A small table and two chairs have been set up. There’s a red tablecloth over it, a floral centrepiece, wine glasses, and two plates filled with food still steaming hot. Marissa is sitting on one chair, pouring wine into both glasses.“I thought I would do something nice to help you relax,” she purred, “seeing as you’ve been so stressed out lately. It’s just dinner Hades, I’m not

Raven POV“I can’t…” There’s a tortured look on his face as he eyes me, his body beginning to climb onto the bed, “I can’t control myself, Raven. Knock me out, hit me, run,” he urged, “because otherwise I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to stop this.”“I don’t want you to stop it,” I tell him as he kneels over me, hands caressing the sides of my body, causing me to hitch in a breath, “I want to help you, Hades. I want this,” I gasped, feeling his hard on pressing against me as he moves backwards, claws tearing my clothes off without a care.He tosses the fabric to the floor carelessly, eyeing me with a hunger that causes my breath to hitch. This is more than just a casual encounter or our previous teasing escapades. This is intense, dangerous. The air grows even warmer. I won't deny him. I won't deny myself this moment, even if it's the worst mistake I've ever made. Whatever he needs, I'll be there for him. Even if I lose my heart in the process and my pride. It's just us, and all I can