Share

035

Author: Chidot
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-20 04:23:37

LIAM’S POV

I stood frozen in place, fists clenched at my sides as I watched Daniella walk away, her back straight, her posture unwavering, as if our exchange hadn’t affected her in the slightest. My jaw tightened, and my wolf snarled in frustration.

Daniella Thornhill.

She was infuriating.

That cold, detached tone. The way she had called me “Mr. Garvalle,” as if I was nothing more than a stranger. The condescending smirk on her lips before she turned her back on me. It was like she was deliberately mocking me, rubbing salt into wounds I didn’t even realize I had.

I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through my hair. My pride was bruised, my patience worn thin. My entire body hummed with anger, my wolf restless beneath my skin, itching to lash out.

She had slapped me.

She had actually slapped me.

And I had let her.

I should have put her in her place. I should have said something to cut through her icy indifference. But instead, I had watched her walk away like some defeated fool.

I reach
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Related chapters

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   036

    Daniella’s POVA surreal feeling so overwhelming filled me as soon as I stepped into my boutique, my heart pounding with excitement and nervous anticipation. Tonight was the night—the grand opening of Joshill Jewelers, my dream brought to life. Everything was perfect—from the elegant golden chandeliers casting warm light over the polished glass display cases to the soft classical music playing in the background. The staff moved around with precision, making last-minute adjustments, and outside, I could already hear the growing murmur of the guests arriving. This was it. I had worked for this moment. I had bled for this moment. And yet, standing here, dressed in an elegant champagne-colored gown, my fingers grazing the delicate necklace I had designed myself, I felt the familiar tug of the past creeping in. New York. The city I had fled from. The place where I had once lost myself—where I had loved a man who never loved me back.The memories hit me even though they were u

    Last Updated : 2025-02-20
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   037

    Daniella’s POVThe night had been perfect.The grand opening of Joshill Jewelers had exceeded my expectations. The boutique was filled with influential guests, business moguls, and high-profile clients, all marveling at the craftsmanship of our designs. I had spent the evening moving from conversation to conversation, gracefully accepting compliments, and basking in the success of everything I had built from nothing.This was my moment.My rebirth.But then, he came.Liam Garvalle.I felt his presence before I even saw him.It was an unsettling thing, how my body still reacted to him, how my senses recognized him even before my eyes landed on his tall, commanding figure. He hadn’t changed. If anything, he looked sharper, crueler. The crisp black suit molded to his powerful frame, his piercing eyes scanning the crowd with an arrogance that hadn’t dimmed in the slightest.I swallowed hard and turned away, pretending I hadn’t seen him.Not tonight.Not when I had fought so hard to move pa

    Last Updated : 2025-02-21
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   038

    Roy’s POVThe night was supposed to be Daniella’s.She had worked hard, sacrificed everything, and built herself back up from nothing. This store was more than just a business; it was proof that she had survived, that she had taken the shattered pieces of her past and turned them into something beautiful.And then Liam Garvalle had to go and ruin it.I had watched it unfold in real-time, standing helplessly as Daniella’s world crumbled again. The second that bastard dropped to one knee and pulled out that ring for Matilda, the air had been sucked out of the room.I saw the way Daniella froze, the way her fingers trembled around the champagne glass she had been holding. Her lips had parted slightly, but no words came out. Her entire body locked up like she had been transported back in time, forced to relive all the pain he had put her through.She had been so strong.She had smiled through his cold rejection, endured his indifference, and when she had finally, finally moved on, he had

    Last Updated : 2025-02-21
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   039

    Daniella’s POVI stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, my eyes still slightly swollen from last night’s breakdown. I had promised myself I wouldn’t cry over Liam again.Yet, I had.His proposal to Matilda at my store opening had been a deliberate, cruel move, designed to humiliate me, to break me. It had nearly worked.But as I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and wiped the remnants of my emotions from my face, I made a vow.I wouldn’t let him win.I had come too far, built too much, and sacrificed more than I could ever count to let Liam Garvalle ruin me again.I was done being the woman who crumbled at his feet.A soft knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts."Dani?"It was Grace.I opened the door, forcing a smile. She looked at me with concerned eyes, her arms crossed as if she was debating whether to force me into another conversation about my feelings."Don’t look at me like that," I said, stepping past her and into the kitchen.Grace followed, watching

    Last Updated : 2025-02-22
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   040

    Daniella’s POVThe restaurant was elegant but not overly extravagant—just the right amount of class and warmth.I took a deep breath before stepping inside, my eyes immediately scanning the room.Dalton was already seated.He looked completely at ease, his broad shoulders relaxed as he skimmed through the menu, a glass of red wine already in front of him. His golden-blond hair was perfectly styled, but there was something effortlessly charming about the way one rebellious strand had fallen over his forehead.He didn’t see me at first.For a moment, I hesitated, watching him.The way he swirled the wine in his glass absentmindedly, the way his fingers tapped lightly against the table's polished surface. He looked calm, and collected—so different from the chaos that had become my life.Then, as if sensing my gaze, he looked up.Our eyes met.And for the briefest second, something flickered in his deep blue gaze, something he quickly masked.Was it admiration?I barely had time to wonder

    Last Updated : 2025-03-01
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   041

    Daniella’s POV I had been working non-stop since morning, drowning myself in paperwork, determined to keep my mind focused on business.And yet, my thoughts kept drifting back to yesterday’s lunch with Dalton.It had been… unexpected. Not just the meeting itself, but the warmth of it. The normalcy of it.I had laughed without forcing it, spoken without hesitation, and—most dangerous of all—felt comfortable in someone’s presence.But I had promised myself not to overthink it. Dalton was my friend, nothing more. He had been there when I needed someone, and that was all it was.Just as I started signing off on a document, my phone buzzed beside me. I glanced at the screen.Grace.A tired smile crossed my lips as I picked up the call. “Hey, Grace.”“Dani! Are you busy?”I leaned back in my chair. “Drowning in paperwork, but what’s new?”She chuckled. “Figures. Anyway, have you seen today’s papers?”I frowned at her tone. There was something there—concern? Amusement? I couldn’t tell.“No,”

    Last Updated : 2025-03-01
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   042

    Daniella’s POVA smile played on my lips as I leaned back in my chair, twirling a pen between my fingers while holding my phone to my ear. Talking to Dalton had become… easy. Effortless. I hadn’t realized how much I missed having genuine conversations—ones that weren’t filled with hidden barbs or underlying pain.“I really should get back to work,” I said, though I made no effort to end the call.Dalton let out an exaggerated sigh. “You haven’t responded to my request.”I frowned slightly. “Request?”A deep chuckle rumbled through the line, and I could almost picture the smirk on his face. “Yes, my request for another lunch date. Have you already forgotten? I thought we had something special.”I giggled, shaking my head. “Oh please, Dalton. You’re acting as if I just broke your heart.”“You did,” he said instantly. “Completely shattered. It’s going to take weeks to recover from this kind of rejection.”I laughed, genuinely amused. “You’re so dramatic.”“I like to think I’m expressive,”

    Last Updated : 2025-03-03
  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   043

    Dalton’s POVI leaned back in my office chair, a small, satisfied smile playing on my lips. Dinner with Daniella.Not just dinner—at her place, she also wanted to introduce me to her daughter.That meant something.I turned my chair slightly, staring out the wide glass window of my office, watching the city skyline stretch out before me. Daniella’s child. A little girl, no doubt beautiful like her mother. I wondered what she liked, what would make her happy. A stuffed animal? A doll? A book? I wanted to bring her something thoughtful that would make her feel comfortable around me.But as my mind wandered down that path, my thoughts inevitably shifted to Liam.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I ran my hand through my hair. How the hell did Liam mess up so badly? He had a woman like Daniella—loyal, kind, strong—and he threw her away like she was nothing. Now, Liam didn’t even know he had a child—a whole daughter out there, growing up without a father.I clenched his jaw, frustration simmer

    Last Updated : 2025-03-04

Latest chapter

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   120

    Elizabeth’s breath came in shallow gasps, her body slack against the cruel embrace of the experimental chair. Straps bit into her raw skin, long since chafed and torn, yet she no longer felt the pain. Her nerves had dulled, her senses numbed. She was more spirit than flesh now, drifting between worlds, untethered.Her head lolled to one side, dark strands of matted hair clinging to her sweat-soaked skin. Her once vibrant eyes, those fiery defiant eyes that had once shown with life and love, now stared at the ceiling—glassy, distant, the fight flickering out like the last glow of an oil lamp. There was no screaming anymore, no struggling. They had taken everything from her—her strength, her dignity, her voice.Yet within the silence, her mind slipped somewhere far from the sterile hell around her.She was eight again.The scent of wildflowers filled her nose, and golden sunlight poured through the trees of the glen behind her childhood home. Her mother laughed—a light, airy sound that

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   119

    The cell was always cold.No matter how long Elizabeth stayed there—days, weeks, years perhaps—her bones never grew used to the damp chill that seemed to cling to her skin like a second layer. The air was thick with mildew and rot, and the stone walls wept with condensation. The silence, when it fell, was almost worse than the screams that came before.She heard the iron door screech open again, and her blood ran colder.“No,” she whispered, her body trembling already from the day before. “Please—please not again.”Heavy boots approached. A gloved hand reached down and grabbed her by the arm—an arm so bruised and battered it barely felt like her own anymore—and dragged her out. She cried out as her knees scraped the rough stone floor.The guards always ignored her pleas.Elizabeth was hauled into the chamber again—the room that smelled of blood, fire, and wet leather. Chains hung from the ceiling like spiders waiting to pounce. A rusted grate in the floor whispered of what had already

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   118

    The cell door creaked open with a groan that echoed through the narrow corridor, the iron hinges protesting the movement. Arya stepped out, her heeled boots clicking sharply against the damp stone floor. Her posture was elegant, commanding—her chin tilted ever so slightly upwards in that familiar way that made her seem like royalty in a place that reeked of rot and fear.She turned to the guards, her lips curling into a tight smile.“Lock the cell,” she ordered coolly without glancing back. “I don’t want any accidents.”The guards nodded silently and pushed the thick iron door shut with a deep metallic clang. One of them turned the key with a rough twist, and the deadbolt snapped into place with finality. Arya stood still for a moment, watching them with feigned patience, her hands clasped lightly behind her back.“The trial is scheduled, correct?” Arya asked in a silk-smooth tone, as if she were inquiring about afternoon tea, not the brutal torment of another living being.“Yes, my

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   117

    “Arya…” Elizabeth’s voice rang out, quiet but clear, halting Arya’s retreat.Arya stilled, her hand on the door’s iron handle. “What?”Elizabeth swallowed hard, her voice cracking beneath the weight of pain and disbelief. “Why?”Arya paused mid-step. Her fingers curled around the keys at her hip. She did not turn.“Why what?” Arya asked, her voice smooth and clipped, though it carried an edge.“Why go to such desperate measures to get rid of us?” Elizabeth’s voice trembled with hurt and confusion. “Do you hate us that much? Why pretend? Why go so far? Was all of it a lie?”Arya stood still, her back to the bars. For a moment, Elizabeth thought she might walk away, might ignore the question entirely. But then Arya turned slowly, her brown eyes glowing faintly in the dim torchlight.There was a sneer on her face, cruel and cold, but beneath it, Elizabeth saw something else—bitterness, long-nurtured pain, and something dangerously close to heartbreak.“You really want to know?” Arya aske

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   116

    The damp chill of the underground cell gnawed through Elizabeth’s thin, torn tunic, and the stench of mold and decay lingered in the air like a curse that refused to be lifted.Chains rattled faintly with her every movement, and little Habibah lay curled in her mother’s lap, her breath warm against Elizabeth’s bruised skin. Elizabeth’s fingers ran slowly through her daughter’s tangled curls, each strand a small comfort against the storm of fear in her chest. For a brief, aching moment, there was silence. Suddenly, the silence broke. The sound of heavy boots echoed down the corridor—slow, deliberate, merciless. Elizabeth stiffened, her hand tightening around Habibah. The child whimpered.A cruel laugh drifted through the air, low and mocking, bouncing off the cold walls like a specter.“No,” Elizabeth whispered, eyes lifting toward the cell bars. “Please, not again.”The shadows moved, shaped themselves into a familiar figure. A woman stepped into the dim torchlight, flanked by three

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   115

    Elizabeth sat cross-legged on the cold stone floor, her back against the heavy, fortified wall of the secret chamber. “Will Papa really come back soon?” Habibah whispered for what felt like the tenth time, her voice barely a breath.Elizabeth gave a small, reassuring nod. “Your father said to stay put. He’ll come for us when it’s safe. We just have to trust him.”Habibah bit her lip, glancing nervously at the heavy steel door that kept them hidden from the chaos outside. The chamber had been built centuries ago as a refuge, and it was nearly impenetrable, soundproof, and sealed tight. Until—A sound broke the heavy silence — the soft, unmistakable creak of footsteps approaching.Elizabeth stiffened immediately. She pressed her hand gently to Habibah’s arm, signaling her to stay silent. Both of them leaned in, hearts pounding so hard it was almost deafening in their own ears.The door handle shifted, moving slightly.Habibah's breathing quickened, and Elizabeth gripped her hand tightl

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   114

    Three years had passed since little Habibah was birthed and welcomed into the Emerald Pack. In those years, she had blossomed like a rare flower, her laughter ringing like bells across the pack grounds. The pack loved her fiercely — not only because she was the Alpha’s daughter, but because there was something radiant about her, she had a bright and untamed spirit with the gentleness of her mother, Elizabeth, and the fire of her father, Czar.Elizabeth, her mother, watched her every day with quiet awe. Sometimes, she would run her fingers through Habibah’s dark curls and wonder how such a miracle had come into their lives after all the pain they had endured.Czar, the Alpha, was no different. He had vowed since the day Habibah was conceived and born that he would protect her with everything he had—even if it cost him his life.But these were troubled times.The werewolf territories were embroiled in an endless war — pack against pack, hunters against wolves, betrayal seeping into once

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   113

    Elizabeth basked in the glow of an expectant mother, she could not be more thankful for the peace, joy, and love that found her. She and Alpha Czar counted the days till the birth of their child, until word arrived that the Willow Creek Pack — an ally under Emerald's protection — had been attacked, the news shattered the pack's peace, especially that of Elizabeth. Alpha Czar knew his position and wasted no time. Without hesitation, he assembled his warriors; his vow to all allied packs must be fulfilled no matter the cost or consequences. "Under my watch," he had sworn, "no friend shall fall alone."Elizabeth, heavy with child and only weeks from her due date, had begged him to stay. But duty was a jealous, unyielding master. Alpha Czar kissed Elizabeth's forehead, lingering there a little longer than usual, his hand pressed over her swollen belly. His voice, low and steady as he made her a promise, “I’ll be back before you know it, my love. You and our little one — you’re my world

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   112

    Czar's parents, welcomed Elizabeth with open arms. Their trust in their son's judgment was unwavering. “He’s never made a decision that endangered this pack,” he told the council once. “If he sees a Luna in her, then so do I.”The majority of the pack mirrored this sentiment, embracing Elizabeth as one of their own.However, not all shared this enthusiasm. A few elders from the high council murmured amongst themselves. They saw her lineage—or lack thereof—as a threat to tradition. A Luna should come from a bloodline of power, they argued. Not from nowhere.“We do not doubt your leadership, Alpha,” Elder Harran had said, rising to speak. “But a Luna must come from strength. Her background is unknown. How can we be certain she is the right choice?”Czar had risen slowly, his frame imposing, his voice calm but razor-edged."Have I ever led this pack into ruin?" he asked, locking eyes with each elder."No, Alpha," they replied in quiet unison."Have I not fought, bled, and sacrificed to k

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status