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41. Bullets
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I Reject You, Mate 42. Home
Ginevra"I thought you said he died!" Astrid squeals, her gaze darting back to Sinclair. He's locked in deep conversation with Ethan and Naomi while we wait for the portal behind the castle to be prepared for use. Sinclair had whisked me out of the hall, only to return and demand from Queen Zephyr and Rune, Where's the damn portal in this place?Rune had responded with a grunt, but Queen Zephyr had been far more obliging, telling him it was behind the castle, but needed some time to be prepared."Turns out Alaric's a horrible liar," I mutter, glancing towards my father. He's conversing with King Fenrir, making requests to have Sinclair detained for what he did. But King Fenrir has other things to worry about. Like a son whose sudden appearance just made his life complicated. Like the council now questioning whether Sinclair's claim is valid and there's talk of a duel to determine the rightful heir. Like Queen Zephyr's silent rage. Like the disbelief and hurt shimmering in Ru
Last Updated : 2023-09-07I Reject You, Mate 43. The Emissary
I laugh. I laugh until my stomach hurts. Then I lift my hideous wedding dress and walk myself out of his apartment. "Gin!" I hear him call after me. "Leave me alone," I tell him. He catches up with me, grabbing my arm. "She can't be--" "What'd you expect when you were screwing her? You think your dick has superpowers to prevent pregnancies? Get the fuck off me. I'm not doing this with you. Fuck. I wouldn't be surprised if you had other babies everywhere!" He looks wounded. "That's not fair." A snarl rips from my throat. "And this is fair to me? I'm supposed to what? Stay and listen to you talk about shared custody? You're insane. She's insane. I'm insane. We're all insane. Leave me the fuck alone. I'm tired. I got kidnapped, got handed your bloody shirt as a souvenir, almost got married, found out you were alive and...hey, you're Rune's brother. Fucking great. Now your fiancée's pregnant. Oh, let's throw a fucking party! How's a baby
Last Updated : 2023-09-09I Reject You, Mate 44. Cheating On Sin
GinIt was supposed to be one drink. With Dane. I asked him out on a date. It was nothing grand. Just a phone call and, "Wanna hang?"Dane had declined, respectfully.But I'd gone anyway, all dressed up. Did I have anything in mind? No. I'd been holed up in my room for days, bawling and eating ice-cream.I wanted to feel good again. Wanted. Needed. I wanted one drink and perhaps, to flirt with a guy who didn't have a pregnant fiancée. The last couple of days of my life have been nasty and filled with tears and pain.I thought I'd try to make it different."I just want to talk," I had told Dane when he'd sighted me and started to retreat into the private booth.But all I could talk about was Sinclair. At some point, I'd started sobbing, and Dane had been very sweet. I really shouldn't have taken the glass from Naomi's tray. Or another. One glass became six, and in my defense...it was the most delicious thing I'd tasted.That too and whatever she had put into it that made me feel
Last Updated : 2023-09-13I Reject You, Mate 45. El's Interview
Sinclair returns several minutes later when I'm slightly sober. His knuckles are bloodied and he has a split lip.He doesn't look me in the eye as he slips out of his jacket and puts it around me. He snatches my pants and hands it to me without a word.I take it from him, heart racing and I fumble around for a bit, trying to put it on. "T-the zipper's ruined."His head slices left and something rattles in his chest. I see more blood on his face, and on his shirt. His wounds have begun to heal and I can't help but wonder how Dane is."Where's...Dane?" Sinclair looks at me and snarls, like he is incapable of communicating with me right now using words. Like the only way he is able to let out is frustration is through that pained sound. Black flashes in his eyes and his canines elongate, resembling fangs.I feel his fingers around my neck before I even see him move, and I cough as my back collides with the wall.
Last Updated : 2023-09-14I Reject You, Mate 46. Strange
The wind lifts my hair as I stare over the balcony, watching the water flow back and forth, crashing against the rocks that obscure its path.I think of Ray. I think of my father. I think a little of Alaric. I think of Dane and Naomi and the man I'd seen beside Sam. Dane had mentioned in the passing that Tim had been found, but I'd been too tipsy to care.My door swings open and I tilt my head to the side, watching Sinclair walk in. I don't move from the railing when he shuts the door behind him, eyes searching the room for me.I stroll into the room slowly, eyeing him sceptically. He seems...off.His anger seems to have waned and his face is a cool, smooth mask, giving nothing away. He seems relaxed as he dumps four large shopping bags on the bed, each filled to the brim with clothes and shoes."What's the occasion?" I ask, walking around the edge of the bed, sideling up to him. He edges on step back, peering down at me. "
Last Updated : 2023-09-15I Reject You, Mate 47. Say yes
I scuttle back, standing abruptly. "What are you doing? This is you trying to get back at me in some sort of twisted way?" I whisper.His brows furrow. "Now, why would you think that?"You literally just told me you weren't a very forgiving person. You literally just broke my fucking heart. You literally just tore down my walls and thoughts, the shield I had around my mind.It doesn't help that I know Sinclair, and he is true to every word he speaks. This scares me. My hands go clammy, and I swallow. "I don't...I can't do this now. I need time to process this. You can't just...spring this on me and--""Say yes," someone says from the crowd that has formed around us, taking photos and videos, oblivious to the tension between Sinclair and I; oblivious to the underlying problem growing between us."Say yes," another says, revoking a stupid chant that has my heart racing erratically."Say yes!"The voices echo in my head, and breaths start to leave my lungs hard and fast. This isn't righ
Last Updated : 2023-09-17I Reject You, Mate 48. Ropes
Sinclair returns in the next minute, slamming the door hard and walking over the grab me. "You say one more fucked up line about Dane and I will throw you off a cliff." "Just try," I retort, glaring back at him. His gaze flickers to mine briefly, a mixture of exasperation and something deeper in his eyes. "You vex me, Ginevra." "Likewise," I tell him as he cradles me with one arm, pulling open the car door. Begrudgingly, I mutter, "Thank you." His only response is a low growl in his throat, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. He lowers me gently into the backseat, and my fingers brush against his coat on the hangar. "Ms. Williams?" Sinclair inquires once he's settled in the driver's seat, and I gaze at the back of his head while tugging on his coat. "No," I reply, unwilling to go to Ray's just yet. Another day at Sinclair's might provide a chance to sort things out between us, to mend whatever bad air this is. I should like to try. I had bu
Last Updated : 2023-09-21I Reject You, Mate 49. Gentleman
I pour in the mixed oils while I run the bath. The scent of lavender fills the bathroom and it's calming, relieving. Setting the bottles aside, I dip a toe into the bath, the water's warmth embracing me as I sink in. There's a soft, contented purr from deep within me, as I submerge myself, holding my breath for a brief moment. When I resurface, my head leans against the lip of the tub, eyes closed, and I exhale slowly, feeling my muscles yield to the soothing bath. I'll need to converse with Sinclair. Talk to him about Eliana and what comes next in this...engagement. Converse about...getting married. Sure, no one's ever really ready to tie the knot, but this? This feels too soon. Sinclair seems back to his usual self, and that's a relief, but it only confuses me further. Did he propose because he genuinely wanted to? Does he truly want to make me his wife? He'd said he would never hurt me. Has acted in accordance to his words and promises to me. So...is
Last Updated : 2023-09-21
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I Reject You, Mate 79. Epilogue
NAOMIIt is indeed amusing, more so than I thought it would be.Dane would laugh his head off if he saw me right now, carrying a backpack, strutting down a hallway filled with women who stare at me with wide eyes and men who whistle unabashedly. I know, I look good in leather.I halt by a huge door, peering up at a sentinel who has the sternest stare. “Hello, love. Would you mind opening up for me? I have an appointment with your…principal?”His gaze rakes me from head to toe and rises back again. “Chancellor Vesper,” he mouths slowly, like he’s talking to a kid, and I can’t help the faint smile that blooms across my lips at the notion. The male turns around, and I whistle at how nice his ass looks in uniform. Stepping foot into this land has brought me across the finest specimens I’ve ever seen. There is no end to them. None at all. I step out of my allotted room in castle—hot guards. I walk the streets of Lycanthia—extremely hot villagers. I walk into school—stunning, beautiful and
I Reject You, Mate 78. It's Not Mine, I Swear
It’s not mine, I swear.“I’m sorry,” my husband apologizes for the umpteenth time, dropping a kiss to the curve of my mouth. It’d almost been a mishap. Almost. Had Ethan not swooped in with rings that I’m pretty sure were new; rings I didn’t choose. As if he somehow knew Sinclair was going to lose them, like he did during his wedding with Eliana. I currently have a fucking plan B on my ring finger and the more I look at the more I want to smack him.I purse my lips, refusing to speak to him. I’m not particularly mad, but how does a man forget his own damned wedding rings? Okay, maybe I’m a little irked, and plenty disappointed.Grasping his cool hands tightly, I let him spin me across the floors in an elaborate sweep than earns cheers and I blush, smiling at a clapping Ray. “I’ll murder you later,” I tell Sinclair and Dane chokes on his wine somewhere in the gathering.“I look forward to what method you’ll chose. Your hands are much too small to strangle me. You love me too much to p
I Reject You, Mate 77. Wedding
Three Months Later…GinevraMy fingers are sweaty around Rune’s arm, and my steps are slow, a complete contrast to my racing heartbeat. I cannot, for the life of me, contain my excitement and anxiety. My breaths are shallow, and I can’t get enough air in my lungs.Rune’s larger hand lands on mine, and I glance up, looking through the veil. His green eyes smile as he pats down gently. “Think of tonight. It’ll help.”Tonight. Butterflies scatter in my stomach. It’s not like it’s going to be my first night with Sinclair, but it is my wedding night after all. The first night I’ll spend as Mrs. Winchester. My toes curl in my heels at the thought of it, and maybe, just maybe I start walking a little faster to get it over with.I grin widely as Ethan, dressed in a black tuxedo, gives the huge door a large push and it parts wide enough to reveal the floral petal pathway. Rune takes the first step up, and I follow, blowing a playful kiss at Ethan, whose lips tilt up into a small smile.As I st
I Reject You, Mate 76. Forty Human Years
Fenrir Leaning against the wall, he overlooked the gardens where his mate knelt, tending to the flowers with her bare hands. Her light hair brushed over her cheek and she pushed it back, smearing mud on her porcelain skin. Her eyes were the brightest he’d seen them in days, and he wished he could take her with him.It was for her, after all, that he was doing this for. He would right the only wrong he had done in his life. He would return to the past, and ensure he never even met with the boy’s mother.But Fenrir knew there were consequences and sacrifices to be made if he was going to toy with time. Nothing as drastic as losing his life, but he truly did wonder if the world might have been a better place without him. An awful thought. If he didn’t exist, Hekate wouldn’t have been reborn into Rune’s body and the problem with the Void would never have been resolved. Zephyr would have been mated to some lord who didn’t understand her meek, yet wild nature and desires. The world was
I Reject You, Mate 75. Ginevra
GinevraSinclair bounces the Viper into the driveway later in the afternoon. He kills the engine and I wipe a stray tear from my cheek before he can notice.I reach for the doorknob, but he’s already walking around the car to get it for me. I try to get out on my own, but my feet won’t hold me up. I’m exhausted. Recovering, but still very tired. The physician said the poison was completely gone and a few days of rest would be enough to get me back on my feet. He had insisted that I still stay, but I couldn’t stand being at the castle anymore.“Let me,” Sinclair says softly, hands sliding under my knees as he lifts me up. His face has a nasty grimace when he glances up. “I’m afraid we have guests.”I follow his gaze to the familiar cars parked around the yard and I smile a little. “They must’ve missed you.”“We very well know they’re just busybodies,” he mutters, carrying me inside. “I’ll get the urn when—”“Leave it there,” I whisper, closing my eyes to push another onslaught of tears
I Reject You, Mate 74. Son To Father
SinclairHe walks around his desk, red robe flowing behind him, and he walks past without looking at me. At the last second, he says, "Walk with me, Norman."Norman. The impulse to rip his skin off his bones pounds through me, but I know it'll get me nowhere. I push off the door, trailing behind him slowly as he walks, hand folded behind his back.The silence stretches on for some time before he stops before a huge black door, pressing his palm against it. The door shudders and slides open, revealing a vast orchard. I hesitate at the threshold, but the king continues on, robe dragging across the grass. "If I planned on killing you, you'd be dead already, boy.""You call me boy one more time, I'll kill you," I promise, following behind him.The door shuts with a loud boom and he turns to me. "Give it a try. You know you want to."His eyes taunt me. Try, if you dare, they seem to say. I don't do well with threats or challenges. I lunge for him, my fist connecting with his jaw. The secon
I Reject You, Mate 73. Father To Son
Sinclair“I’ve gotten most of it out, but I’d need to administer the antidote over the next few days. I’d advise you remained at the castle for the time being, lest her condition deteriorates.”“You’re welcome to stay,” the man who I will not call my half-brother says behind me softly, and I ignore him, watching Gin shiver and sob in her sleep. I had barely stepped out of the hall when her body began to spasm in my hands.A quick inspection, and the wound from the arrow stabbed into her shoulder had turned black. Poison. It’d explain why her father died so quickly. An arrow I assume was meant for me.Naomi fidgets by the door, rattling off something to Astrid, even as her gaze keeps darting back to Ginevra. She feels guilty, and that’s a first for Naomi who doesn’t give two fucks about anything or any one else. She talks a lot when she’s nervous, and scared, and right now, even I am frightened. For Gin. She’ll recover from the poison, but I’d never seen her so…lost.A guard suddenly a
I Reject You, Mate 72. Her Kill
The seconds blend together and I’m there, beside my father, unable to breathe, to think a way out—Father’s form begins to morph, crumple, as he shifts. I look up, and the physician is a few feet away, but even I know an arrow in the throat is as fatal as a severed head. Still, I wail and plead. Anything to get it out, anything to get the wound to heal—because it’s not. It’s turning black instead, and it’s spreading so fast, I’m scared to blink, or I’ll lose time again.Father’s eyes, now back to being blue, shift to mine, and for the first time in so many years, I see clarity in them. He starts to talk but blood sputters from his lips, and I place my hands on either of his cheeks. “No, don’t…don’t try to speak.”I feel wet, warm hands on mine, and I look down to see him grasping my fingers tightly. It is odd. It’s been so long, I no longer know what his warm touch feels like, and though it is foreign, I tighten my fingers around his hand, unwilling to let go.In the moments when some
I Reject You, Mate 71. Hell
The air lightens, for everyone else but me. I am bound by his order, and I watch in horror as Sinclair, free once again, tries to grab me. But I suddenly feel invisible fingers around my neck, choking me. I grab my neck, gasping for breath, and Sinclair halts, snarling at King Fenrir. "Let her go!"King Fenrir leans back in his chair, crossing his ankle over his knee. "Get in the ring then." He looks back at Astrid and Naomi. "Try anything funny, and I'll snap her neck." He snaps his fingers and my head starts to move in the wrong direction. "It's really that easy."Growling, turns in the opposite direction and pulls a sword out of a guard's hostler and he's in the ring before my neck can actually snap.The king's hold on me lessens enough to turn my head forward and watch them and I exhale deeply, breathing hard and sobbing.An elder I recognize--I'm too shaken up to remember what the fuck his name is--starts rambling off the rules that no one ever adheres to. I try reaching Sinclai
