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Alpha's Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty Seven
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty- Seven Sheila’s POV Dumbstruck. A sharp crack formed in my chest. No, I could hear my heart breaking into a thousand splinters of glass. Isn’t this what I’ve always wanted? Prayed for, ran away for, bled and abused for. Weeks ago presented with such an offer I’d have taken it and ran for the hills but watching the only man I’ve ever loved dismiss what we shared reduced my self esteem to nothingness. His back turned towards me, his arms akimbo as I was watching his flex toned abs, the muscular display of his broad back and his intense scent flagging my nostrils. “Are you saying?” “Yes Sheila.” His words lack his usual charm and had an unusual blandness. Tears stung my tear ducts harder this time and incapable of tucking the pain inside as I usually do I let it fall. The sadness, grief, hurts and his rejection. Rosalia repeatedly made me understand he has more news for her and
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27Alpha's Rejected Slave Tagon's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Tagon’s POV Chapter Thirty-Eight Sheila has the body to make goddesses weep of jealousy, and men bow on their knees begging and swearing off their existence to have a taste of the fountain of her nectar. Her taste is enchanting. Without warning I slammed into her, earning a loud grunt from her throat and her face scrunched up in pain. Is she hurt? “Are you alright?” She nodded but the pain was dancing on her beautiful face.My eyes landed on a strange liquid on her entrance coating my large Cock. Blood. “Are you still a virgin?” Tears pooled in her eyes. How? It’s been years I thought she must have gobbled in the sheets with someone, but I was damn wrong! Sheila kept her purity all these years. She didn’t get with anyone, while I was eaten up with the thoughts of some other man laying his filthy hands on what was mine. I paused, still stuck in but no movement. My fingers wiped the tea
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27Alpha's Rejected Slave Unknown
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Nine Unknown POV The chirping of the beds permeated the deep forest air, slow burbs of insects followed by the deep darkness the night resembles. The cabin is hidden by the thick canopy of gigantic trees and thick fogs and vast green vegetation. A bulky form laid on a wooden dark bed made of straws the body covered in thick woolen blanket covering the legs and hands except for the head which the darkness of the night hid possessively dipped to the side by the cotton pillow. An unusual feeling creeped into the tiny fabric of my skin, a cold jotting feeling. My hands wiped at the sleep at the corners of my eyes drawing me into bed, but the obscure feeling had my eyes ready, and vigilant on who the intruder might be? An eerie silence fell, followed by a squished sound of something melting meters away from the cabin. “What is happening?” Is she here? My Sheila, My child of light. A t
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Forty Sheila’s POV Walking into the quarters the gossips barraging from the slightest wink, giggle, haughty conspiring glares the moment my feet stepped at the door of the slave quarters. It seemed everyone was waiting to charade a vile attitude in my direction. Running my gaze to the spot Diana sleeps only to see her sleeping pile arranged and folded neatly. It meant only one thing. She didn’t spend the night at the slave quarters and she wasn’t anywhere within cortex view that leaves me to worry about her whereabouts. “I hope you’re okay?” I whisper. Close proximity spent together. I have taken the young lass as a sister looking out for her. I can do whatever it takes to protect her. Her disappearance filled me with unease and uncertainties. What she must be doing or what must have kept her? Saying a word of prayer under my breath I left for the washroom the second the water fell on m
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27Alpha's Rejected Slave Diana's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Forty- One Diana’s POV Love. Mate. Bonds.Those words sounded strange. Never knew what they were or felt those strange feelings. It’s been said so many times in the past I’ve watched with careful lenses people rave over their mates and what love meant to them and their beloved. Growing up without a mother to kiss the hurt or to dote on her little one rubbed off wrongly on my esteem and the way I relate to the rest of the world. I hid in a shell my most prized asset. Rejected by my relatives, and then sold into different households. Made to work from dusk till dawn with little, or no food with marks of whips burning on my back. Wickedness clothed my every fiber and when I ran away and got caught into a more terrible situation Alpha Tagon came to the rescue, and I knew a different path aside from the only life I’ve ever known. His Pack fed,
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27Alpha's Rejected Slave Tagon's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Forty-Two Tagon’s POV Impossible. Discreet. My trusted Beta knows nothing of the secret cabin in the dark forest which housed Salina till this day no one but the guards sent to guard her knew of that secret. Report reaching my table read Salina was abducted and stolen when the guards were drugged by an external force. Who was this stranger who found the secret hiding place, and took her without a trace? Sheila… She mustn’t know about the present reality of her mother’s whereabouts till I get a hang of the situation. She would lose her faith and trust in me totally. We had a deal and she has kept her part working, serving and has faced a great deal of persecution. She doesn’t deserve this disheartening report. “I’ll fix it.” I must. And would. Thinking of her, obsessing about her fills my heart with tendencies to catch the moon and lay it on her
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Forty-Three Sheila’s POV He looked defeated, confused and ignorant of my accusations but I didn’t care. He can’t fool or use my love any longer. Why would he promise me an undying love but secretly go be in the arms of another? Was it all our love meant? My heart is burning in my chest pleading not to give him up and let him explain to grant him another chance to redeem himself but my head is adamant too scared of the trauma that had rocked me senseless. His thing with Rosalia is an unending cycle. She’s the thorns that will continue pricking and the driving force that hurts our love. “Sheila, you think of me to be a cheating, lying scum am I right?” His words were drawled, hard and painful. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and tell him how much I do love him but I can’t. Never! His pain is nothing compared to the weight of how his betrayal makes me feel; alone and rejected. “The
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Forty-Four Sheila’s POV (One week later)My knuckles restricted mid air as I took another sigh for the umpteenth time in a few minutes. I hesitated knocking on the huge door in front of me, my hands shaky as too many thoughts kept popping in my confused head. It has been one week since that ugly incident had occurred and as glad as I was for escaping without Santiago unleashing his evil intentions, I know for a fact he was biding his time, scheming, and orchestrating a way to take me down once and for all. The first few days I avoided anywhere he might be or be seen but as the days went by I had no choice but to complete my tasks, and the day we met I could see the large white patch placed on his eye. Rumors had it he lost it due to a fight with a wild beast but we both know what happened. He was indeed the said beast and the beast wanted to have his way with me.
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Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Seventy-Four Sheila’s POV I sat on a saddled white horse and we rode far into the night and early dawn. Tagon split the guards into four sections one to the east, west, north and south while two others accompanied us as we stayed neutralIn the midst. The area is agog with rogues and thieves.Rosalia noticed the trail and escaped into the seven hills which is a dreaded location. Rosalia to have hidden here she thought it impossible for us to come, and if that isn’t the case she must have played a dangerous game to get us trapped, and possibly killed by the rogues who run amok in these areas. Tagon got off his horse and I followed suit walking closely behind him. “Follow my lead and be observant. I think we are led on a trap.” He muttered slowly, his eyes interrogating the entire area with hawkish gazes. “But there are no houses around here so where could she be hiding?” “That hut, mete
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Seventy-Three Sheila’s POV Time seemed to move in slow motion till it was time to present the young Prince to the guests. My son’s nanny was sent to bring him forth, but when she returned she did without him. She looked fidgeting, her eyes clouded in tears, her body shaking out of fright. A realization hit me. Hope I’m wrong and it’s nothing. “Where's my son?” I screamed. “He… he is gone.” Her eyes fell to the ground. Tagon interjected, “Gone? To where?” “He isn’t in his baby cot and the shawl is lost. He has been kidnapped.” She burst into tears. An echo banged in my chest. “Ni…ko…”Tagon springs up hurrying to Nikolai’s room. The world tends to tilt with large voices screaming but so out of it I was knocked out, my eyes closing in on me. Next I felt my body placed on a bed, a hand wrapped around mine fingers caressing softly. I knew who the hands belonged to. My eye
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Alpha's Rejected Slave Chapter Seventy-Two. (Rosalia’s Bonus Chapter) The prince is born. The smiles and pleasure on their faces as they held onto one another. Their joy is evident. Their happiness pricks my skin, stings badly like a venom eating out the very fiber of life in its prey. Every little hair on my skin itches with disgust. I stood hidden behind my veil with fixated eyes on the new parents who were enthralled with each other, they could barely keep hands off one another, a burning sting spread across my chest, reaching my tongue. Tastes metallic, cold, bitter and dirt. Bile forms in my stomach. My eyes took a quick glance on the hidden bulge of my stomach thanks to the bulky costume. As customary a week after the Prince’s birth a wide feast is to be held in his honor and people were invited to grace the ceremony. What better opportunity if not to seize the moment up close with my enemies- Tagon included. He
Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Seventy-One Sheila’s POV “Our baby is so handsome. He has your eyes but my hair. He stole your cheekbones but got my smile…” Tagon smiles widely, chatting a thousand and one things I couldn’t keep up with. My eyes tired with dark circles, my lips bloated with burning sting, an occurrence after biting on them wailing during childbirth hours. My child came earlier than predicted and to my astonishment a baby boy was born, the next in line of his father. Diana was here hours ago but left to be with her husband after showering gifts, and words of encouragement she too couldn’t get away from the baby.A smile crept up on my chin and lips.The first time after her (Rosalia) disappearance we could feel a semblance of genuine happiness, and calm. Days after she left it felt like an eerie shadow followed us wherever we went, no matter how protected or hidden we were. We felt her presence like a dark shadow hauli
Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Seventy Sheila’s POV “Rosalia escaped.” The cut edge tone, the way it fell from his lips the second I walked into our chamber and met him mopping the floor in thoughts of agitation sprinting from every pores in his skin radiating with tension and anger. The silence that follows I could hear my heart beat thumping loudly in my chest. What! “The baby. Our baby is in danger. She isn’t right in the head to cater to herself and her condition.” Tears coursing my tear duct, worry tugging in my chest. How would she cope outside in the wild, cold and without food and safe warm shelter? What would happen to the child she’s carrying, exposing it to risks? Any moment a few weeks to come she might deliver the healer has marked me due in a week time and our pregnancies aren’t far apart. I tried my hardest to get information from the maids Tagon instructed in her welfare, and they kept on narrating how her bump
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Sixty-Nine Sheila’s POV Dragging my over inflated stomach to my most intimate place as I sat on the wooden bench, legs crossed, hands resting on my bump and eyes gazing at the new blossoming plants and the sweet smell of dew. The smell of the garden blooming took more of my attention unbeknownst someone was also in the garden until I felt a tap on my shoulder and to my greatest disbelief the intruder happened to be Diana who was smiling from ear to ear. I engulfed her into a hug not minding my ever growing large bump protesting the tight hug. “My Queen, your beauty is radiating, stealing the spotlight off the flowers that you seem enamored of.” Fidelis stood down from being Beta and took for himself a land where he worked to start his family with Diana. Tagon seems unsettled to forgive him, but I catch a glimpse of him staring into thin space in thoughts thinking about h
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Sixty-Eight Sheila’s POV The tears came crashing down slowly to an extent my dress was soaked with tears, and low sobs filled the room. The journal fell off my weak grip as a tore sob rang deep within. My heritage has been a lie. The journal content documented where I was picked up, my family, and who they were. According to the journal and the content written by Salina. My original birth mother was the Luna of a defunct Pack and my father an Alpha, who befriended king Asyrian. Unbeknownst to him Asyrian has dubious intentions to steal and make himself wealthy through greedy schemes. He hacked my father to death and locked my mother in a dungeon as she was already pregnant for my father and was a few weeks due to deliver. My mother then Luna pleaded to her right hand and most trusted servant, Salina, to take the baby as hers and protect it. That night she delivered a
Alpha's Rejected Slave Tagon POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Sixty-Seven Tagon’s Pov “My lord she’s growing paler and paler and she has refused food, and assistance. Her clothes are soiled and she’s unflinching in the filth she’s in.” “How long has she been without food and care?” “Three weeks my lord.” He replied tentatively. Simply nod. Rosalia has made it her mission to ruin herself and take me with her to hell. Her unrealistic intentions and revenge to hurt herself are not mindful of the life in her womb. Motherhood is to make her soft, and remorseful but what can I say she never had it in her to think of anyone above herself. The child is a means to an end, its conception meant her dominance, and plot to win a heart that isn’t hers and a throne she wasn’t meant to claim. I pushed through the long corridors, heading to the cell where she was kept in a separate cell from the rest of the dungeon. The cell was equipped with a bed, two mattresses, warmth,
Alpha's Rejected Slave Sheila's POV
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Sixty-Six Sheila’s POV Blood. So much blood. My lips tasted of blood, fingers covered in dried blood, blood flowed out and in me. I smelled of blood, and breathed blood. My vision was covered in darkness but the little conscious thought strolled behind. “Hurry, she's bleeding…” That voice again. I feel strange hands taking me off, placing me on a soft mattress, pulling my blood drenched clothes and performing acts of cleaning, plus different foreign things I couldn’t make them to be and as time flew my consciousness was totally knocked off. How long has it been, when I felt my being? Consciousness slowly grips back to base, pulling me out of the ditch. My fingers trembled, my lips swollen and stinged of dehydration. It took every aura in my soul to tear an eyelid open. The scent of orchid, and other herbal plants burning in the room whipped my nostrils pun
