Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected and Reclaimed (The Alpha’s regret) : Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Ever so slowly, Gideon inclined his head, studying his wife with piercing intensity. Angela instantly stiffened beneath his gaze. “What did you say?” Her heart frantically urged her mind to stay quiet, but she moistened her lips, forcing herself to repeat, “I won't always follow your commands. Sometimes, you have to follow mine too.” The moment the words left her mouth, she mentally smacked herself. Had she gone too far? But spilled milk couldn't be gathered again. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes, expecting displeasure, only to find him patiently waiting for her to meet his captivating hazel gaze. “I see! What do you want me to do?” he asked calmly, slipping his hands into his pockets. Huh? Angela tilted her head, searching his composed face. He wasn't offended? “Which command of yours must I obey, Wife? Tell me,” He repeated. Deep inside, however, her colorful behavior had piqued his curiosity yet again. Angela spun around, her hair whipping across his face. His feat

“Do you like this one?” Rebecca asked, holding up a couple’s ring set from the display tray. Dash’s face twisted in disapproval. “Not eye-catching. Pick something with a touch of gold, baby!” “Excuse me! I’m not a gold digger anymore, I’m a diamond digger. Choose one from these three.” She declared, leaving no room for debate. Angela smiled at her witty remark while choosing a tiny pendant for Nora. Her birthday was next week, and she wanted to gift her a piece of jewelry. On Gideon’s insistence, she bought two pendants instead. One was diamond-studded, a gift from him for her to wear at the engagement party. “Hey, are you alright?” Gideon caught her by the waist as she stumbled while getting up. Her pale face had been haunting him since last night. She hadn’t slept at all. An unfamiliar ache kept clawing at her heart, as though invisible nails were tearing into it. Dread coiled through every nerve, warning her that something catastrophic was approaching. Worse, she had rece

Gideon stared blankly at her face as those two words echoed through his mind, finally fitting together. Luna Beatrice was the black witch, Kesha. Angela drew a shaky breath at his vacant expression, assuming He didn't believe her. She hadn't believed it either when she first realized Luna Beatrice was Kesha. But the burning mark around her wrist had erased every shred of doubt. Since when had Kesha been possessing Luna Beatrice’s body? “I could never forget that mark, Gideon. Kesha had the same burning circle around her wrist. My mother branded her with it, and not even the strongest spell could erase it. But why would she…” Her eyes flew wide as a horrifying thought struck her. “Had... had she already killed Luna Beatrice?” Terror gripped Angela. How would she ever explain this to Draven and Rebecca? Had Kesha been living beside them all along, even during those five years? Questions pounded inside her skull until the pain became unbearable. “So she was the one who tried

PAST FLASHES: “Look at that pathetic face. First, she dared to write a love letter to the Alpha Prince, then she had the audacity to faint on him when he was about to punish her. Such a drama queen. I wonder why Alpha still keeps her in our pack. Why not dump her in some human foster home?”Angela ignored their taunts and cruel jeers as she hurried through the locker hallway, clutching her tiny bag tightly to her chest. She swallowed her fear, refusing to let their words break her. “Because, at the end of the day, she's still the Beta's daughter. A completely useless one.” Another scoffed while his friend hurled the small ball at her head. It struck the back of her neck. She flinched, rubbing the sore spot without looking back. Pressing her lips together, she rushed toward her classroom, pretending not to hear the laughter chasing her. But the moment she stepped inside, she crashed into something solid. A gasp escaped her as she landed painfully on the floor. Another wave of

“Now you see how much I had to struggle, how many lives I had to take because of you, just to keep you close to me, Angela Armstrong.” Kesha wore a mask of fake sympathy. “But not anymore. Finally, my years of hard work will pay off in two days. I will become the first immortal Black Witch to ever walk this earth!” Kesha laughed in pure ecstasy at the mere thought of it. “This ‘Luna Nera’ night would not end in failure like every previous year.” Angela stared at her for a long moment, watching unrestrained greed ooze from every inch of her face. Over her dead body would this woman succeed. “What are you staring at, little girl? Don’t worry, I won’t inflict much pain on you. It would be better if you simply surrender, Angela. It’ll be an easy death for you, or..” Kesha’s eyes gleamed as they swept over Angela from head to toe, contemplating something sinister. “…I could simply use this alluring body instea