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9. Kissing Sin
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I Reject You, Mate 10. You Don't Own Me
When I was four, I met Rune the first time. His father had brought him to finalize the agreement between our families. I was betrothed to him that day.I had been fascinated first by his hair. They were strands of moonlight. His skin was as pale as his hair. His eyes were magical. He had an aura unlike anything I had encountered. There had been darkness. There had been mystery. There had been pain.I wanted to know more. I wanted to fix what I had thought was broken.He belonged with me, I had thought to myself every time we met. I didn't think there was any woman in Lycanthia who could have taken my place by his side. I was the fairest, from a powerful family of distant royals. Growing up, I held onto that certainty. Rune and I were going to get mated as soon as we were done at the Academy. I had stayed chaste. I had turned down advances. It was a constant in my life, the belief that one day I would be his Erasthai and rule as his Queen.Rune had been a hard book to read. While he s
I Reject You, Mate 11. Petty
Petty.I felt rather wild, and went ahead to fix the date at one of Mr. Winchester's fancy hotels, certain of the fact that he would find me there.It took him all of fifteen minutes to drop in with a brunette and secure the nearest table to us.Gary doesn't seem to notice that there's an angry lycan who looks seconds away from ripping his head off. I pretend not to notice too. If the woman notices that Mr. Winchester's attention is somewhere else, she does little to show it."What do you do?" I ask and take a drink from my glass. The coffee burns deep in my throat and I shut my eyes, relishing in the feel of it."I'm a lab scientist for the most part of it. I own an impressive lab downtown. I work in biogenetics."Should I know what that means? Where I come from, *science* isn't important enough to be a subject in school. What does a race that doesn't get old or need medicine to heal need science for?It's really that simple. The Goddess created all things, and she can unm
I Reject You, Mate 12. Alaric
I dream.It is not a nice dream.It is one I hate to revisit, but I am forever caught in the throes of it. There is no escape. It doesn't matter how much further I go to bury it deep within me, it will always resurface. "Show Alaric to his room, Ginevra," father tells me. I smile. I am young. I am a fool. I think his frequent gazes and smiles mean he is fond of me. He touches my hair as I lead him down the hallway and he compliments it. He tells me my hair shimmers like golden threads under the sunlight. He tells me I could as well be the Moon Goddess. I blush. I have no idea why he says these things, but they make me smile. Like an idiot. "Will you come by my room later? I brought something you might like very much from the human realm." I love gifts. I nod swiftly, eyelashes lowering. Alaric tells me I look stunning when I smile. He tells me to smile whenever I see him. I do. I return to his chambers later that day. It is a little past mid
I Reject You, Mate 13. Storytime
"Where were you born?"I say nothing, staring blankly at the ugly ceiling. I awoke a few minutes ago, and Elijah Coleman has been trying to get me to converse with him."I looked into you. Sinclair pulled an impressive amount of strings to get you an identity. A false one. It tickled my curiousity. Sinclair is right about the most selfish man I know."I blink, moving my head left and right to dispel the last remnants of dizziness. The colours seem overly bright, and my bones feel weary.He suddenly crouches in front of me and reaches for my hair. He tucks it behind my ear and I hate that I can't move. I want nothing more than to slam his face into the wall. Claw out his eyes too while I'm at it.But I can't fucking lift a finger.That is what scares me. Human drugs should have no effect on us, their impact fleeting due to our rapid metabolism. A temporary weakness, lasting a minute at most, nothing so strong that it'd incapacitate me. His fingers linger over my ear, stroking th
I Reject You, Mate 14. Tools
"My condolences."Elijah laughs at my tarty response, a chilling amusement dancing in his eyes. I'm not sure how he can find amusement in such a situation. He'd abducted me, but now I almost feel sorry for him.Almost.A tool for revenge, that is all Eliana is.I'm not sure what to feel. Fear for her or awe for Mr. Winchester's ruthless brilliance. He has her firmly under his control, bending her to his will. He could end her life whenever he pleases, a pawn in his wicked game of vengeance.It is the ultimate revenge.Having Elijah know that his daughter will die at some point at his hands, and he is at his mercy.It all starts to make sense now – the sniper at the business meeting, the heavy air charged with hatred and animosity."The results are inconclusive," Gary announces, abruptly entering through the door. "Whatever you injected her with is interfering with the tests. She might as well be an eel right now.""You're full of shit, you know that," I say to Gary. "Did you even mean
I Reject You, Mate 15. Bloodbath
Nothing has ever sounded as satisfying as the sound of Yuri's screams when my claws rend through his flesh, tearing into his boner, ripping through the flesh and whatever shit exists in his dick.The scent of blood fills the air, mingling with Yuri's nightmarish roars. But it's not my nightmare—it's his. "Get her off me!" he cries in agony."Fuck!" Anton yells, angling over from the front seat to grab me. His hands clasp around my arm, attempting to pull me away from Yuri. Yet, the harder he tries, the tighter my grip becomes. In a matter of seconds, his testicles are in ribbons. I don't think Yuri will ever father children. He doesn't know that though. He has passed out.Anton results to hitting me in hopes to knock me out. The first punch knocks me off balance, and my head collides hard with the windshield, shattering it, but I barely feel the pain.I lunge forward, gripping Anton's arm, raking through his flesh. His roar is primal, and the car veers dangerously, crashing into the
I Reject You, Mate 16. Frustrated
"You couldn't take her somewhere else? That is my bloody room, Sinclair!"I awake to the high pitched voice of a woman. I struggle to pry my eyes open, each blink a laborious effort against the weight of my lids.I must have drifted off again because the next thing that registers is the door being wrenched open, crashing against the wall. A muffled groan escapes me as I attempt to lift my head from the pillows, those damned cushions that feel softer than a whisper.The covers are snatched off my body roughly and what follows is a cry of outrage that has my headache worsening. Cool air kisses my bare legs and I shiver, blindly reaching for the blankets."She's in your shirt! You never even let me touch your clothes!"Goddess. Her tone rises higher and higher on each word, and my head feels like it'll fall off if she keeps screeching."You're overreacting, El.""I'm--I'm overreacting? This was our space! You fuck whoever you want to, but you don't bring them home! You know how much thes
I Reject You, Mate 17. Poolside
Somehow, I end up sleeping the entire evening away, tossing through nightmare after nightmare. I wake up drenched in sweat, with a thirst that has me lunging out of bed to grab the glass of water on the bed stand.I gulp the entire thing and refill the glass twice, panting and wiping my mouth once I am done. My trembling fingers rise to my face, before threading them into my hair as I will my breathing to slow.Gripping the bedstand, I lean against it, shaking. I dreamt of Yuri and Anton, but this time, they're killing me, not the reverse. My skin crawls with the feeling of blood on my skin. The sweat coating my body and shirt does little to help.Bile rises to my throat and I close my hand over my mouth to keep myself from throwing up. Pushing my feet into the oversized flip-flops by the bed and grabbing the robe by the door, take heavy steps out of the room needing to get some air on my face.I step out of the room, my tight movements triggering the motion sensors and lights sudde
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