All Chapters of The Rejected Quisling: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Amante POV  “Oh, hey, you’re awake at last!”A cheerful voice of a man stirred me up on my slumber. I’ve just opened my eyes. The white conventional ceiling above me was unfamiliar as well as the warm welcome of the stranger beside me.I pushed myself up from the floral sofa bed I was lying in. The dizziness gradually diminished.There was a hint of subtle elegance at the simplicity of this apartment. Bright and welcoming, it consists of a living room with a sofa bed which has been mocked by my lengthy physique.  A few steps away was a fully equipped kitchenette with an attached bathroom. The door with a hinged photo frame of Niagara Falls seemed to be a bedroom. A livable veranda furnished with table, chairs and built-in bench with cushions were ideal for outdoor lunches and dinners. The mountain view has the promise of serene relaxation and suitable for people to spend pleasant day

Amante POV   The grand feast was held on a secluded island owned by the wealthiest family in Leverland. It was named Lausanne Island and called Oracle Island by some. The place speaks for itself. All nooks and corners were covered with extravagance.“Outstanding! Look at that fountain. Its gold plated!”“Even the pots were jeweled. A piece of it would sell for thousands of dollars!”I heard those from people around me. About two hundred guests were gathered in front of a gigantic golden door. We were surrounded by sophistication and elegance outside the manor. I wonder how much more would it be inside.We had been waiting for half an hour now. Only the Lopez couple was familiar to me. Though they tried to introduce me to some people they knew, I kept my distance. I stood by the corner, observing quietly the ruckus around.The invitees were ecstatic. They have th

Amante POV  The party was peaceful until a cue from the matriarch to start the buffet wreaked havoc when several attendees, guards, and servers transformed into beasts and devour the human guests. Awfully horrendous scene mocked the extravagant decorations in place. To top it all, I was here, cowered like a hunted prey under the elusive safety of a low-down table.Back in Verte Monde, I played as a worthless idler, not because I lack the courage to do or endure dangerous or unpleasant things, but as I wanted to believe, it was an ingenious strategy to conceal my wretched secret plan to lure the pack in a war or battle with the human beings.This was a different and more humiliating condition than before. I became a weakling, comes from the thought of having nothing but the weak physical body of a human who cannot face off a beast like that one salivating flyer above the table where Gizzelle was desperately trying to sq

Amante POV   Humankind has long been fascinated by the events that happened in the past.Many have refused to believe that time spent was lost forever. There has beeninterest in learning about the past through history.Some people believe they can look back and even show others their long-lost,almost forgotten past. Other, older, methods have been lost in the mists oftime. Ancient civilizations had some different methods of scrying the past.One of these comes from the ancient Aswang and has been revived in recenttimes. The nekromanteion of the ancient Aswang involved scrying with mirrorsthat continued in generations. These attempts at scrying largely dispensedwith the ritual elements so beloved by the Aswang.The seer called Iris Meritis, the odd-looking gal before the party and theAswang, who fought off her kind to save me, created thi

Amante POV    “She must be in the garden, Master Amante.”The servant ushered me at the end of the hallway leading to the door outside, where she claimed Allyssa might be. I have been looking for her since she romped her way out of the room, agitated obviously by my foolish reaction.Well, what should my reaction be?I was stupefied, petrified even, of all the things her family had shown me. She does not know how baffled I was.I have to find her. One thing’s clear in my mind right now. She was my destined mate. We were bound by the Moon Goddess. Our fate has been decided and we shall abide.She might have rejected me as her mate, but I never accepted it yet. It was invalid. And I intend to forgive her, I meant, her to forgive and take me back.My supernatural sense of sme