All Chapters of RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

BROOK'S POV Levi was hovering over me, his breath hot against my inner thigh, teasing the sensitive skin there with agonizing slowness. He was still holding himself back, torturing me with a patience that felt like madness.Then his hands gripped my hips, strong and possessive, holding me open for him. I looked down the length of my body, to see his dark eyes locked on my dripping pussy. He was so close. His mouth was mere inches from where I needed him most, the heat radiating from his lips making my clit throb in time with my racing heart. But he didn’t do anything. Instead, he pressed a wet, open-mouthed kiss to the crease of my thigh, sending a jolt of electricity straight up my spine."Levi," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper, cracking under the weight of my need. I arched my back, trying to shift my hips, to guide his mouth to the aching center of my desire, but his grip tightened, keeping me pinned exactly where he wanted me.He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibr

BROOK'S POVI ignored Flint’s first call.The phone vibrated against my palm while I sat in Rowan’s room, watching Ms. Adams guide him through reading exercises, but I didn’t even look at the screen for more than a second before muting it.I already knew it was him.Rowan sat cross-legged on the rug with a workbook open in front of him, his tongue poking out slightly in concentration as he traced words with his finger while Ms. Adams corrected his pronunciation patiently.“Excellent,” she praised warmly. “Now read that sentence again.”Rowan straightened proudly. “The fox jumped over the fence.”“Good job,” she said with a smile.My phone buzzed again. And this time, it wasn’t a call. I glanced down reluctantly and saw a text message from Flint.I know you’re angry. I’m sorry. But just trust me, Brooks. We’ll be together in the long run. I promise.I stared at the message longer than I wanted to. The memory of our last conversation still sat badly inside me.My phone began ringing ag

BROOK'S POVWe stumbled into the room and didn't make it to the bed. We barely even made it past the rug, and our hands were already everywhere on each other.Levi's mouth on mine was bruising and hot. There was no finesse or gentle exploration. I bit his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood, and he groaned into my mouth, a sound that vibrated through my chest and settled low in my gut.I heard the rip of fabric as he tore my shirt down the back, the cool air of the room hitting my overheated skin. I didn't care. I clawed at his jeans, my fingers fumbling with the button. I needed them off."Fuck," he snarled against my neck, in a guttural rasp that barely sounded human, and shoved me backward.My back slammed into the wall with a dull thud that knocked the breath from my lungs. He was on me instantly, one hand pinning my wrists above my head with his iron-tight grip. His weight pressed me into the wall, trapping me, suffocating me with his sheer mass.Levi looked wild, with his pupils

BROOK'S POVMy robe barely stayed tied as I ran down the corridor with my heart pounding so hard it physically hurt. Rowan screamed again, louder this time, and panic surged through me so violently that my vision blurred. I nearly slipped while turning the corner toward his room.Levi was right behind me.I reached the door first and pushed it open so hard that it slammed against the wall. And what I saw nearly destroyed me.“Rowan!”He was on the floor beside the bed, his small body twisted into a terrible position while violent tremors ripped through him. His fingers clawed desperately against the carpet as another scream tore out of his throat.The sound was raw, broken, and filled with so much pain that it barely sounded like my child anymore.Then I heard a crack. A horrible snapping sound, and my stomach dropped instantly.“Oh God—”Rowan cried out again as his back arched violently off the floor. Another sickening crack followed immediately after, and terror exploded inside me.

LEVI'S POVI was trying very hard not to let it get to me. Trying to pretend that Rowan being in a sour mood all because of Flint all morning had not gotten under my skin. Despite Brooks's trying, nothing worked for long. He remained moody and restless.I wanted to be rational, like Theo had said to me, and understand that Rowan’s formative years were with Flint. The man had raised him while I knew nothing about my son’s existence. Of course, Rowan would seek him out. Of course, he would feel safer and more familiar with him.But it still hurt like hell.And somehow, watching Rowan suddenly light up with excitement the second he saw Flint hurt even worse.The boy practically flew across the room toward him with so much energy that it momentarily stunned me after the way he had behaved all morning.“Daddy!”The happiness in his voice echoed loudly through the room.Flint’s face softened immediately as he bent slightly toward him, arms already opening instinctively to catch him.Then Ro