All Chapters of REJECTED AND REDEEMED : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12: THE HARVEST BANQUET Arden hadn't slept. Not because of nightmares. Though those came too, but because he could not stop thinking about the way Hazel had cried after Lucas's death. The way she had refused to talk or eat .She was breaking, and he didn't know how to fix it.He stood in his study, staring at the Map on the wall without seeing it. Caden lounged a chair across him, playing with a dagger while clearly watching his king unravel."You could just talk to her," Caden offered."No.""Buy her a gift?""You are annoying me to death""Write her a poem?"Arden's glare could have set the room on fire. "Shut the hell up"Caden grinned. " Then what's your brilliant plan, your majesty?"Arden was silent for a long moment. Then he turned, silver eyes glinting. "A banquet.""A.... Banquet.""In the form of a harvest celebration.the entire pack will attend. Feasts, music, dancing,just celebrations."Caden raised an eyebrow. "Harvest isn't for another two months.""Then we

Chapter 14: FIRST FIGHT. Hazel arrived at the training grounds at 6:47 the next morning, convinced she would be the first one there.She was wrong.Caden stood in the center of the training field, already drenched in sweat, his shirt clinging to his back. A wooden practice sword moved through forms with a grace that made the weapon look like an extension of his body. Each motion flowed into the next without hesitation. He didn't stop when she approached, didn't acknowledge her at all until he finished his sequence and drove the blade into the earth with a soft thud."You are late," he said, not sounding angry. Just stating facts.Hazel blinked. "The sun isn't even fully up."The sun does not train. You do." He pulled the sword free and pointed it at her with two fingers, not even bothering to aim. " Warm up. Jog the perimeter. Twice."Hazel opened her mouth to argue, thought better of it, and started running.The field was enormous, at least a quarter mile around, marked with old sc

Chapter 16: JEALOUS ALPHA. The library became Hazel's sanctuary. After training when her bones and muscles ached, she and Piper would go to the castle's library, searching rows upon rows for any book that interests them. Hazel had never seen so many books in her life. At shadow moon, she wasn't even allowed to touch even the smallest book in the Alpha's library. Here, she could read anything she liked with no one here to supervise her or tell her what to do. They spent hours there, pulling volumes at random, reading funny passages aloud, laughing until their voices went hoarse. They saw a large amount of history books, past romance of alpha's , cookbooks which Piper planned to use one day,and maps of different territories. Hazel kept staring at different maps, Tracing the borders of territories she had never seen, imagining a world beyond the walls that had confined her for so long. "Alright, I'm starving," Piper announced, slamming shut a book about ancient werewolf ritu

Chapter 18: THE KITCHEN DISASTER It was Piper's idea."Since the chefs aren't around, let's make them ourselves," she said, bouncing on her heels in front of the kitchen doors. "Cookies. From scratch. By ourselves, like the independent women that we are."Hazel stared at her. "We don't know how to cook, I have never cooked before and you too, I have only ever sliced vegetables.""Come on, how hard can it be? , there is always a first time for things, let's just mix and mix then put them in the oven. And then magic happens cookies are ready ""That's not.... Magic, there's no magic in the kitchen.""Lets just use the cookbook we saw in the library," she was so happy, she was about to make cookies herself and there was nobody to stop them.Hazel doubted that, because the book had over five hundred pages, how are they supposed to use such a book to make cookies but Piper had already brought the book, she looked too excited for somebody that's about to work. The kitchen was empty, e

Chapter 20: HER DECISIONS Hazel dreamt of her mother. She knew it was her mother the moment she saw her back not just because she recognized her, but because their soul connected. She watched as she stood in the meadow. Her mother was beautiful. Ginger hair and amber eyes like Hazel's, but more fierce and kind at same time. She held out her hands, her palms up, as fire danced across her fingers glowing gently."You have my gift, the gift of our ancestors," her mother said, and her voice was like the wind but warm. "The power to heal. To command. And to burn."Hazel looked down at her own hands. Flames flickered across her palms."I don't understand.""You will." Her mother smiled, and the meadow around them shifted. She saw herself in a castle before a throne. "The moon goddess chose our bloodline, to protect the rest, to rule, this throne awaits you.""I still don't understand."But her mother was fading, dissolving into the light. "Go to the temple. The answers await you t