บททั้งหมดของ Once Rejected: A Slave To My Alpha Stepbrothers : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Rio. I've been in the bar for three hours, and yet there's no sign of Hunter. Discomfort begins to reel in, forcing me to keep darting my eyes downstairs at the entrance. Only the quietness of the bar seems to keep me from losing control already. A waitress comes, bearing the bottle of scotch I'd ordered, a flat smile on her face. She bows, “Here it is, alpha.” The tone of her voice is filled with admiration for me. That's what I get for being one of the Three Devils, the pack members, especially women, rave about. At least, they act demure around me, knowing I'm married. I nod my thanks and lift my glass to her. She pours in a measured quantity and turns away. I take the liquid, grunting at the burn it leaves in its wake in my throat, eyes back at the door below. “The fuck are you, Hunter?” I grumble under my breath, feeling uneasy. I don't understand his reason for keeping me waiting for so long. Doesn't he know I've got some work to attend to? I dial his number for the

Hunter. It's clear Rio takes me for a fool, that damned stepbrother of mine. I gave him twelve days to give me back my money, but he thought I was joking. Soon, he'll understand I'm not. By the time I take my first action, he'll understand I'm not to be messed with. He has kept that secret for years, streaming online for millions of people across the realm to watch, but that was just a cover-up to what he actually wanted. He is in love with someone, and I'm just about to find out who that person is. I wasn't expecting him to reveal the person's identity at the bar. I just wanted him to know I have lots of guesses in my mind. Something at the back of my mind tells me it's Veil; however, I can't point fingers until I'm sure. Bile curls over my taste bud at the thought of Rio being secretly in love with Veil. Not that I care about his private life, I'm only looking for something I could use as leverage against him since he started this war between us from the very beginning of m

Veil. I've been pacing the length of my bedroom relentlessly since twilight came, processing the offer Caroline and Ava gave me earlier. Attend a bonfire party with them. I honestly don't know who is hosting the party. I didn't ask, but I must say the offer is tempting. I've never been to any party since I eloped with Ryder, that's if you're not counting the ones he held just to punish me and make some money. Right now, the need to be out there overwhelms me. I truly want to see what the pack's nightlife is like again. I want to feel the familiar environment of Moonbloom. That's the reason I'm tempted, and everything in me is screaming I should accept to go out with them, after all, they were once my best friends and they've pleaded for my forgiveness. Inviting me to this party is their way of making amends and rekindling our old bond as friends. That's a good catch, isn't it? Gilly's silently watching me pace around and think aloud. I wonder what's going through her mind righ

Hunter. Things are going according to plan. Caroline and Ava finally lured the witch, Veil, here, whom I'll use to torment the devils out of Rio.Those two girls, Ava and Caroline, would do anything for my dick. But this time around, I promised them a date with me at the Citadel. The Citadel offers some of the best panoramic views in the realm, and the moment I mentioned the offer, they jumped at it.Apparently, they want my attention beyond fucking them. That aside, I love how they brought Veil here, making her think tonight is going to end well for her. She isn't expecting the twist that'll come from it, but I do. And right this minute, the twist has just begun to play out. Marion, the psychotic president of White Devils, is currently looking for his beloved patch. The very one I slipped into Veil's bag earlier. She thought I was there to give her a welcome hug, as if that would ever happen. I nearly had a heart attack while standing in front of her in the parking lot.She's

Veil. We drive through the pack for a couple of minutes until we pull up before a grand, unfamiliar stone manor surrounded by trees. The steep, slate roofs and windows give it an elegant look. Jasper drives past the wrought iron gate, following Hunter through the long, cobblestone driveway that curves toward the entrance, framed by sculpted gardens. Hunter has already killed his engine, dismounting from the bike and removing his helmet, his movement brisk. He doesn't wait around for me. He just climbs the front stone staircase in three long strides, going into the house. I dismount quietly from the bike as Jasper stops, flitting my eyes around the place. “Where is this place?” I ask Jasper, but his response is shocking. “That's not my question to answer.” I stare back at him, biting my cheek inwardly in shame. I've almost forgotten my place in this pack, but the people do not waste time reminding me. He restarts the bike and drives away, leaving me standing there alone. That