All Chapters of The Rejected Goddess: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21 Magnus left the pack territory for a run. Moonlight silvered his fur, and the cold wind cut across his face even in wolf form. The rhythm of his paws on the earth was steady, but his heart felt detached — numb, like a blade wrapped in ice. Then a voice sliced through the night. "Hey—can you hear me? Let me out, you evil wolf. It's been two years!" the voice hissed, urgent and raw. "I know you're angry, but Michelle's been avenged, right? Clara is suffering—no one is supporting her except her parents. She's being bullied by the pack. Isn't that enough to calm your raging heart?" Magnus froze, ears pricked. The voice inside his skull belonged to the human side trapped within him. Levi — or rather, Levi's wolf's remnant — was speaking. "What do you mean 'enough,' Levi?" Magnus snarled inwardly. "I'm furious. Every breath she takes is a reminder that the one who killed our mate is still alive. How am I supposed to be calm? I won't rest until she's dead." Levi's reply trem

Chapter 23 The Vampire Realm Erin's POV. For the past weeks, I've been having the same nightmare over and over again. At this point, it's almost ridiculous that I'm getting used to it. Almost. I tried something new—a desperate tactic. I thought, if I can learn what happened after Nickolas chanted that spell… maybe the nightmare will stop. At least if I know the truth, my mind won't keep torturing me. So, I started asking around—maids, guards, anyone who might know. But strangely, no one wanted to speak. Every single time I asked, they pretended not to hear me. They would bow, smile politely, and walk away like I never opened my mouth. Even Eric, my own brother, acted like I didn't say anything. That's when I knew something was wrong. It's all in the past, right? Why hide it? Unless… something truly terrible happened after Nickolas' spell. Something they don't want me to remember. Because if Nickolas intended to destroy this realm, then someone must have

Chapter 25 ~The Werewolf Realm~ White Moon Pack. "Brother, I don't want to marry the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack," Penelope said, her voice trembling. "I can't be with someone I don't love. And besides… he's not my mate. I already have a mate. I love him." Alpha Draven froze, shock flashing across his face. "You have a mate? Who is he? Is he an Alpha? A beta? A warrior? At least tell me he holds a rank in his pack!" Penelope's lips quivered. She lowered her head as tears filled her eyes. "He's none of those… he's a rogue." "What?" Draven's voice boomed. "A rogue? How can your mate be a rogue? If he belonged to a pack, maybe—maybe—I would accept him. But a rogue? Absolutely not. I cannot allow my sister, the princess of the White Moon Pack, to mate with someone like that. It's dangerous for you and terrible for the pack." Penelope's tears spilled down her cheeks. "So you want me to marry a stranger? To throw my mate bond away just for an alliance?" "No, Penelope, listen." His

Chapter 27 ~ The Werewolf Realm ~ Alpha Levi's POV Micha and I went back into my room to continue reading. We were both too excited to stop. The story was becoming more mysterious with every page. Entering my room, we saw the book on the table, waiting for us like it had a mind of its own. The moment I approached, the book opened by itself and glowing golden letters floated up from the pages. Micha and I exchanged looks—half shocked, half thrilled. I picked the book carefully, and we both sat in the chairs facing the table. The book felt warm, almost alive. As soon as our eyes landed on the words, the letters began to form sentences like the book could hear our thoughts. It felt like the book wasn't just telling a story. It was speaking… directly to us. --- "Dearest gentle reader, welcome. This book has been waiting for you. Now we continue the journey of how the war between realms truly began." The letters slowly faded and new ones appeared. "The King of the Vam

Chapter 29 The Vampire Realm Erin's POV As soon as we reached the entrance of the massive golden forest, a glowing path opened on its own. The air shimmered and, the moment I stepped forward, they appeared. The Goldren's—my creations. They emerged from different parts of the forest and knelt before me as one. "Welcome back, Queen Erin," they said in unison. The sight stole the breath from my lungs. My power pulsed violently, rushing through my blood like recognition. It didn't feel strange. It felt right… natural. My magic remembered them, and they remembered their creator. Suddenly, I could feel all of them—their emotions, their breathing, even the way their hearts beat. Every Goldren was connected to me. Not by blood, but by magic. My magic. A memory flashed across my mind. I was sitting on a throne, commanding a Goldren who kneeled beside me. The image vanished as fast as it came, but it was enough to make my heart squeeze. The Goldren's were beautiful. Small bodies,