All Chapters of REBORN AFTER DEATH: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

  … Rowland POV...   I fell from the side of the mountain, I let out an instinctual howl, calling out to the wilderness and summoning my inner beast. I felt my body shift and change, fur sprouting from my skin and my bones elongating as I transformed into my werewolf form. But even as a powerful werewolf, I couldn't slow my descent. I felt the wind rushing past me as I plummeted towards the ground far below, and I could see the landscape flashing by in a blur. I was falling, plummeting down the rocky mountain, and all I could see was the blur of the surroundings as I rushed past them. The wind was whipping past me, tearing at my clothes and hair, and I could feel the fear building inside me. But as I fell, I suddenly felt a sense of calm wash over me. Everything seemed to slow down, and I could see the details of the mountains and the trees around me

...Salena pov…I scowled as Caroline settled on the chair beside me, her dress rustling against the leather. I ordered my maid to bring the wine over from the other side of the table, and she scurried off to do so. "I don't drink Benoit wine, give me red cherries," Caroline said, her voice haughty.I gritted my teeth, trying to hide my annoyance. "Get a red cherry wine," I instructed one of the maids standing nearby, as the other poured me a glass of the Benoit wine. I dangled the cup on my fingers, crossing my legs as I waited."You know the red cherry wine is the best," Caroline began, smirking at me.I rolled my eyes, looking for something to irritate her. "The wine is for people with low taste," I said, waving her off."I hear even Alpha Rowland loves it," Caroline said, her eyes gleaming with a mocking smile.My mouth twitched, and I frowned. "What's all this about? Everyone has his or her taste," I replied, my tone clipped.The red cherry wine arrived just then, and Caroline too

 … Salena POV… I slowly opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar room. I raised my head and realized that I was lying on a bed. Panic started to set in, as I had no idea how I got here or where I was. As I sat up, I ran my hands through my head and took a deep breath. Where was I? Where was this place? I muttered to myself as I tried to recall what happened. In my memories I was in a bar and I got pretty drunk a little and carried away before deciding to head to the bathroom. This place didn't look like anywhere in a nar Looking around the room, I saw that it was dark and only illuminated by a little bit of moonlight. It was difficult to make out any details, but I could see that the room was small and sparsely furnished. There was a bed in the center of the room, a small nightstand next to it, and a dresser against the wall. The curtains on the window were drawn, p

 …Salena POV…  I had too many dreams and goals to achieve, too many things that I wanted to accomplish on my own. I had killed my previous mate to pursue my dreams, and I couldn't let myself be sidetracked by Max. Even though he seemed different from my former mate, with a status and power that I had never encountered before, I couldn't let myself be swayed. I walked on, lost in thought, I knew that Max would try to find me, that he wouldn't be able to resist the connection between us. But I had to stay strong, to resist his advances and keep him at arm's length. I picked up my phone and dialed a number, Rowland hoping he would pick up. But after a few rings, it went straight to voicemail. I groaned in frustration. It seemed like tonight was just not my night. I looked around the busy street, trying to figure out what to do next. I needed to get ho

  …Salena POV..   I was startled by the sudden noise of a squirrel, so I walked faster. The white color of the building is almost blinding in the bright sunlight, making it impossible to miss.  Its temporary nature is apparent from the way it has been constructed, with simple, modular panels that fit together like puzzle pieces. As I get closer, I notice that the building is quite large, with several doors and windows on all sides. I can see that it has been designed to be functional, with ample space inside for multiple rooms and a high ceiling that makes it feel more open and airy. Despite its temporary nature, the building seems to be well-built and sturdy. 'Where would Rowland be in this building?' I wondered. He was not picking my calls or texting me back at all.  I walked towards the lighted house, I could