All Chapters of Awakening - Rejected Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“She betrayed him. By sacrificing her own life for the protection of a child who can regain the balance of things. Sierra is a seer and a witch, yes, she has powers unlike any wolf, but they are not strong like a warrior… They are useful in ways of protection on a small scale, and she has abilities to control certain aspects of others. She’s a healer, not a fighter, and she did what she thought could make a difference.”“Meaning?” I turn to him fully and lock onto him, seeing him swallow hard, and his mistrust of my current behavior is written all over him. In this moment he’s afraid of me and he’s nervously spewing words to try and diffuse it, or to keep me focused on anything other than turning on him. I can smell the terror coming in waves from him, even without my wolf sense. It’s not intentional, but these feeling are bigger than me, and I have no will to reel them in right now. Fractured and seeping, and I don’t

It feels like it’s been hours since the doctor left, and I did exactly as I was told. I ate the food and I dressed in the grey sweats, and sweater, put on the socks, and oversized boots, which baffled me completely as to why I needed them and all the undergarments in the bag, and now I’m pacing my cell wondering if I imagined they had any importance. Maybe he really was just being thoughtful and giving me items to aid comfort, and I was looking for something that was not there because I am so desperate for an out. I rummaged the bag, and food, wondering if maybe he left some sort of something, like a key card for me, and came up with nothing except confusion, convincing myself I imagined it completely.I can’t stay here like this, watching her sleep the day away, and if all he is going to do is take tests and fill me in with stories that screw up my head, then this is hopeless. I’m trying to process all of it, and I can’t swallow it right now, doin

The doctor unhooks her from the machine, keeping her heartbeat monitored loudly, and I hold my breath, inhaling sharply as the beep, beep, is stalled so suddenly the air becomes unbearably silent. I don’t get why he would take that off, but when he yanks another box from under the bed and plugs her onto that instead I exhale, slightly confused. That familiar beep, beep, starts up again, in a subtler tone from a different machine and he moves to the next, and next, replacing everything he can with smaller mobile devices as my brain pulls together amid my own frantic fear and gives me a shake. He’s not trying to save her, or trying to take her off the machines, he’s making her mobile so he can move her. He stops, rushes off out of sight as he heads into the elevator once more, abandoning everything he’s left in chaos and a moment later, comes crashing back ungracefully, pushing another bed. This time it’s on wheels, back to her room. I press m

This is when my panic sets in and nerves get the better of me as I realize our escape is probably going to go down in the history of worst ever attempts. Its louder than hell; crunching, and groaning, and echoing around us like crazy, and probably scaring off all the wildlife above ground in a three-mile radius. I hope to god he was right about knocking those guards out, because otherwise they are definitely going to know we are running away. I cover my ears, cringing, and recoiling into my seat, and have to resist the urge to shut my eyes in the hopes this is a bad dream.“Once we get up there and out into the open, the building no longer has any bind over you. The walls work on some sort of ingrained frequency that’s impossible for us to hear, but out there it doesn’t work. It has to surround you, you see.” The doctor yells over the noise, telling me facts about something I currently couldn’t care less about, but it hits a nerve and I sit up, bli

“Are you okay, my dear?” The doctors voice waves at me from what seems like a very distant distance away and I realize how in my own head I’ve drifted in my state of numb. We’re still rumbling along this dark makeshift path, carved through the dense forest, and I was so zoned out in my own mind I completely faded to dark. My cheeks are damp with the tears that sprung out of me and I’m staring blankly ahead, in a state of disconnect, ahead, like everyone I know suddenly died a horrible death, again, and I had to watch.“I can’t be one of those…. those…. creatures. They killed everyone in the orphanage.” It’s a soft, pitiful whispering tone, and I can’t bring myself to look at him. My head so full of confusion, pain, and questions, and I keep picturing Colton’s face, his dimpled smile, and those deep dark sexy eyes, and what he’s going to think when he finds out… Meadow, the sub pack. How