All Chapters of REJECTED MATE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Beki gave me an admonishing bark.“All right,” I snapped. “On occasion, one or two people have referred to me as pig-headed.”“Hmm.” Her lips tightened.“What’s happened?” I shoved my palms onto the cot and raised myself onto my elbows. The moment my gaze dropped down to boobs the size of watermelons, I got my answer. “Shit.”“Indeed.” She folded her arms across her chest. “It would seem that the body has bent to your will and created an almost replica of your soul.”“Can I see?” I asked with a gulp.She reached into her cloak and pulled out a mirror. “We can’t have you leaving Hell looking like the person who murdered Franklin Griffiths. However, I can make a few amendments to your physical form so you resemble something else.”I took the proffered mirror, my stomach sinking to the marble floor, and watched her sweep out of the room. As the door clicked behind her, Beki placed her front paws on our bond, urging me to take a look.“Didn’t you hear her?” I asked, my eyes squeezing shut.

The driver took us through the tunnels that ran beneath London, which thankfully hadn’t changed much since I’d been alive. The parts we had gotten to see of the Human World were like watching The Twilight Zone. Every street was filled with bright lights, and the crazy- looking vehicles and areas had a frantic pace that reminded me of Hell. I’d even seen a giant Ferris wheel that lit up the London skyline in neon blue.The tunnels were dark and quiet and illuminated only by the cab’s headlight. It was almost like being back in my cell but without the chronic discomfort. As we exited the underground and drove through the leafy roads of Richmond Park, my heart beat so fast and hard that my rib cage rattled like it was being pounded with heavy fists.Humans milled through the open fields. Some had erected tents, others held binoculars, and a few of them burned small fires that lit up the darkened park.“It’s pretty crowded for a public space that was supposed to be clo

That was Boris Moongazer, Griff’s beta and another escapee from Hell.Before I could tell him that Larissa had made a mistake, he sped down the road and toward the marquee’s entrance, leaving me gaping at his taillights. We’d just missed a perfect opportunity to enter the wards because I’d dismissed the guy as a pimp.I turned to Larissa and snarled. “Do you know who that was?”She gave me a silent nod, her features grim.“Why didn’t you give me a nudge, so I could do the talking?” I hissed.Her eyes narrowed into little slits, and the corner of her lip curled. “You treat me like I’m stupid.”My lips tightened. How else could one describe a person who verbally attacked another just because she could? She had seen me choke Marianna to submission yet had tried to assert her dominance, knowing she couldn’t match me in strength. Of course I thought she was daft.With great beauty came great benefits. Even when you were young. Teachers were kinder. Shopkeepers were more generous. Paren

“We start work in the evening,” I told him through clenched teeth. “Now, we’re getting settled in our new digs, and you won’t disturb us until sunset.”His nostrils flared, and his mouth formed a tight line.Maybe I’d dashed his hopes of a utopia where all shifters could live in harmony, but if he was going to weasel us out of pay and decent work hours, I would establish my dominance to protect our interests. There was no way we could sneak around looking for information to pass on to Hades if Don had us working in his bar during the day and night.“Very well,” he said with a sigh. “But you’re out at the first sign of trouble.”“Fine.”Larissa had already left us to explore the caravans. I followed after her, leaving Microdick Don staring at our backs. Seriously, shifter society was much like the wild. Little creatures that ate chickens and rodents didn’t turn predator over wolves. He was lucky we hadn’t paired up and kicked his ass.It was a Volkswagen campervan, which had been groov

The moment Griff stepped toward me, a gentle breeze filled my nostrils with his masculine scent that triggered the memory of his lips, his arms, his touch. My breath stilled with the sensation of being clenched by a giant fist, as did every muscle in my body. Blood roared between my ears, punctuated by the frantic thud of my pulse.I was lost in his sparkling amber eyes, hypnotized by his smile, frozen in shock at his presence.“Hey,” Larissa whispered under her breath.My wolf threw herself at our bond. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to shift, trying to leap out from our combined soul, or trying to urge me into action. It didn’t matter because I had frozen.The emotions I’d felt from the night of his betrayal overwhelmed my senses. The initial love and excitement and anticipation that came from seeing my mate, followed by the shock of what he had done. I was still stuck at that level of numbness when the real Griff strutted toward us with a dazzling grin.“G