All Chapters of The Rejected Lycan Queen: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER 49 - BREAKING THE BONDCASSIELThere's a loud ringing in my ears. “What?”“The council does not approve of us ingesting Lycan’s blood, most especially not the one who has hatred against us,” Thorn says “So dad, what you finally decided on is for us to slaughter our own family?” Michael’s voice rises from behind me.Thorn with no hint of remorse in his voice, replies. “You can call it mercy killing.”I glance at Gabriel but he wouldn't quite meet my eyes.My nostrils flare. “Well I call this outrageous, we won't be doing that.”Thorn raises an eyebrow. “What did you say?” He probably expected me to have bent over and said “yes sir” like I always did before.I reply, coldly, “I believe there wasn't water in my mouth when I spoke, uncle. We are going with the first solution, one that does warrant me murdering my own wolves.”“We stand by our Alpha’s decision,” Cody says firmly.“So do I,” Michael says.Melody asks, “If it were your own sons in the positions of the ill, would yo

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CHAPTER 52 - MARCUS CORVAYN ELARIS My father. He is being held hostage at a Rogue Lycan detention facility along with other innocent Lycans. I need your help to get all of them out. He didn't do anything that warrants him being there. I swear.” I shake my head, a lump forming in my throat. My hands on my thighs, fists into my dress. “I don’t know for how long he can survive being there.” Then I added, “Please.” “Why would the rogue Lycans be holding your dad hostage,” Michael asks, folding his arms around his chest. My brows furrow and I stare down at the table. “I don't know. But they are probably trying to make him give up my location. I haven't seen my father in years, I can hardly even remember what he looks like.” I raise my head and regard all of them. ”But I will be damned if I just sit back and let them take away the only family we have left.” “This pack is your family,” Cassiel says immediately, and then he frowns, probably having realized that yeah, I've broken the la

CHAPTER 54 - ALL KNOWLEDGE HAS A PRICEMALRIK Jacob gives me a look, clearly still annoyed with me but he lets the topic drop. “Yes, I did some digging. There's an old library hidden in the human city. It holds every information about every history there is. Every bloodline that has ever lived. Lysara's mother was quite popular with the council. Then you might find out about what you're looking for there.” He says. I notice his expression is a bit off. “What is it?” “It's just that it's being run by witches and you know, judging by our history, I doubt they would let us in.” “They will,” I say. “Witches in the human city have no coven, they cut off all ties to their laws and past grievances. They will accept but I'm sure, it will be at a price.” Jacob raises an eyebrow. “And you're willing to pay the price?” For Lysara, “I will pay whatever price it takes.” He sighs,and runs a hand down his face. “I used to look forward to having my mate but now I've changed my mind.” He ge

CHAPTER 56- TAKE OUT A CLAWMALRIK The double doors creak open. “Well the witches have always been known to be dramatic,” Jacob says, already looking bored with this whole outing. We step into the building, long shelves line the walls, completely empty of books. Only us stand in the hall. “So…”I drawl, scanning the space for perhaps the presence of a witch cloaking herself. “Do we have to announce ourselves or what?’ A female voice suddenly echoes through the space, “Everything comes at a price, High Lycan Malrik, most especially knowledge.” Jacob sighs, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Told you they were dramatic.” The doors behind us burst open once more, and without warning, Jacob is suddenly thrown off his feet to outside the doors. They slam shut behind him. “We don’t tolerate disrespect in my abode,” the female voice calmly says. My senses are on high alert now. I can’t tell where exactly the voice is coming from or the surge of power that slammed into Jacob. This