All Chapters of REJECTED FOR HIS FIRST LOVE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

IVY’S POVThe drive back from the cafe felt different than the drive there, and I could not tell if the change was in the city around me or in my heart.I had done it. I had told Kael that I was willing to give this a chance. I had smiled at him and said the right words and made him believe that I was finally opening up to him.But in my mind, I had told myself the truth. Let the game begin.When I walked into my apartment, Zara and Tara were both waiting for me, with questions all over their faces and barely contained excitement.“Well,” Tara asked immediately. “How did it go?”I dropped my bag on the couch and sat down and said. “I told him that I want to give this a chance.”Tara clapped her hands together excitedly and exclaimed, “yes! That is exactly what I wanted to hear.”Zara was quiet as she studied my face carefully. “And do you mean it?”I looked at her, and smiled. “I mean it enough.”Tara frowned. “What does that even mean?”“It means I am not going to be the same woman I

IVY’S POVThe office had been quiet all morning, and I was sitting at my desk, trying to focus on the reports in front of me, but my mind kept drifting back to Kael and the conversation we had at the cafe. I had told him I wanted to give this a chance, and I had meant it, at least partially. But there was still a part of me that was holding back, a part of me that was not sure if I could trust him or anyone else.Zara walked into my office, with a pale look on her face and her eyes were wide with worry.“Ivy,” she said, in a shaking voice. “I need to tell you something.”I looked up at her and asked, “what is it?”She closed the door behind her softly and walked closer to my desk. Then she whispered nervously, “there are rumors spreading about you. All over the pack. People are talking.”I felt my blood run cold and I sat up straight immediately. “What kind of rumors?”“About your past. About Damon. About Serena. About Miles.”I stood up from my desk, with my hands shaking terribly a

KAEL’S POVThe drive to Miranda’s building felt like it took forever, and Every second that passed was filled with worry and anger, because I could not stop thinking about what she might have done to Ivy.I had heard about the rumors spreading through the pack and I had heard about Ivy going to confront Miranda, and I had been furious at myself for not handling Miranda sooner.This was my fault. All of it. If I had been stronger, if I had been clearer with Miranda from the beginning, none of this would have happened.I parked my car and saw Ivy’s car parked nearby, and saw her sitting in the driver’s seat with Tara beside her. I quickly got out and walked over to her car, then I knocked on the window.Ivy looked up and saw me. She opened the door and stepped out.“Ivy,” I said, my voice deep with concern. “Are you okay?”“I am fine.”“You do not look fine.”She laughed, but it came out strained and tired. “I have had a long night.”I shook my head. “I am sorry. Everything that is happ

KAEL’S POVI stood there in the middle of the street, frozen in one place, with my lips still tingling from the kiss that Ivy had just given me, and I could not move because my mind was still trying to process what had just happened.She had kissed me. Not the other way round. She had taken the initiative, stepped forward and pressed her lips to mine like it was the most natural thing in the world, and I had been so shocked that I had not even been able to respond properly.I touched my lips with my fingers, and I could still feel the warmth of her mouth on mine, which was so soft and gentle and full of something that I did not expect to find there. She had been bold, confident and completely in control.I watched her car disappear into the night, with the red taillights growing smaller and smaller until they vanished, and I could feel a strange feeling of emptiness settle in my chest. Although she was gone, but she had left something behind.I thought about the kiss again, and replay

IVY’S POVThe door closed behind Miranda, and I was left staring at the flowers on my desk, seeing the bright colors of the bouquet contrasting with the confusion swirling in my mind.I did not know what to think. I did not know what to feel. I did not know if Miranda’s apology was even genuine or if this was just another game she was playing.Zara walked closer to my desk, with her eyes fixed on the flowers. “What just happened?”I shook my head slowly and said, “I have no idea.”“She apologized and brought you flowers. She even invited you to her birthday party.” Zara said with disbelief in her voice. “This does not seem like the Miranda we know.”“That is what I am thinking,” I replied and shook my head.“Do you think it is a trap?” Zara asked with her eyes wide.I was quiet for a moment, as I stared at the invitation. “I do not know. But it could be, or it could be genuine, but I can not tell the difference, because she has hurt me so many times that I do not know if I trust anyth