Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected By The Ruthless Alpha: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

As Jessica stepped out of the room, a smile stretched across her lips on seeing the new, visibly clean clothes already lying on her bed. She could tell it was Vanessa who left it there and with a grateful gesture, she wore the clothes, and when she done, there was a knock at the door. Peering up with confusion in her crimson red eyes, she opened the door and met face to face with a young woman bearing a tray of food whom she didn't know. Must be the Omega Vanessa told her about. She wanted the Omega to come in at that moment and place the tray on the bedside table, but she noticed how apprehensive and scared the Omega was. Probably from recognizing her as a witch, so she just calmly took the tray from her trembling hands. "Thank you..." She started to say, but the girl quickly left and Jessica sighed, wondering how different things would be if werewolves and witches weren't nemesis. Typically, witches would blame werewolves, but she was blaming her kind. They were the ones who ba

AMAIRA "A… witch?"He was about to reply when I winced, this Time I quickly grabbed my head and gasped out loud, sitting up on the bathroom floor where I was lying just next to the bathtub. Damien who Knelt next to me, quickly grabbed my hands, hysterical and worried. "Amaira!" But calling that name only seemed to make it worse. Images began flashing in my head. I saw a man. The man had dark hair and evil eyes, and he was smiling straight at me with a visibly used syringe in his hand which he tossed away. It was like I had been transported into my own mind because I felt him get closer and closer like I was standing right In front of him. When we were barely less a feet apart, his smile broadened, and there was a murderous glint in his eyes. "Princess Abigail." He called before bowing, and when he raised his head, I could see mockery in his eyes. "A- Abigail? Who are you?" "Me?" He grinned. "I'm nothing but a mere commoner. But you could call me Jason." "B- but why did you c

DAMIEN In my dreams, I saw fire raging down on my pack. Witches were killing my people off like they were nothing. Hunters who only had to use their bare hands and weapons suddenly had super strength and sharp reflexes, and were killing off my pack warriors with ease. It was like they had formed an alliance, because I guessed the witches must have given them some powers in order to help them with the war. In my dreams, I ran up and down the battle ground, jumping over burning corpses and ripped up parts as I searched for Amaira. I ran and ran and ran as fast I could, Killing witches in my way while yelling her name, and yet she didn't reply. Suddenly I ran into Jason. "You." I growled, but the sinister smirk on his face did not falter. For someone who was on the war ground, his clothes were untouched, and not a strand of his hair had come undone Unlike me. My hear was a ruffled mess, tinted with blood as red as Crimson, and my shirt was half burnt, exposing the side of my ches

DAMIEN"Now your clothes stained. You shouldn't have worried about me!" I snapped at her, but rather than shrink back in fear like she would have done, she just held the hand to her chest and kissed it, stunning me again. "I don't know who you are.." She started, staring into space before looking at me with those enchanting eyes of hers. "And I do not care if you lied to me about who you are or not, but I always have this instinct and desire to always be around you" She furiously cleaned the tears at the edge of her eyes. "I always want to be close to you, and I feel like you're already pushing me away. It's scary waking up and not remembering a single thing about your past, but what's even scarier is finding someone who you can look up and to and trust and only to realize they don't want you… " "Amaira.. why would you even say that… of course I love you and I would be a fool if I had ever thought about leaving you Amaira." She sniffed and cleaned her eyes, and my heart clenched in

"You can call me Jessica." And with a smile, I stepped back, about to leave when his car window rolled up and he zoomed away. Just before that, Jessica saw him smile. It was a few days after their meeting, and Jessica realized she hadn't even bothered to collect his contacts. For the first time in a long time, she had found a fellow witch companion aside her family. She had been so alone until she met him, and she was so stupid she didn't even collect his contacts. She just hoped he'd remember her, because she didn't know a thing about him asides his name, and his Little sister who she wanted to meet. One day, she was sleeping. It was 4:00am in the morning, and someone was banging hard on her store door. She was terrified, thinking it was the werewolves. Had they discovered this was her home as well? Because no sane person would ever bang on a store at such early hours of the morning. It was freaking 4:00am, and she still felt drowsy. As she approached the door, she noticed the b