All Chapters of Rejected by the Beta: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Damion?”I gape at him, more so at the blood splattered all over his hands and face.He grins at me, “Miss me?”“W-What?” My head is filled with concern and confusion. “What are you doing here?”“Saving you,” He announces, cheerfully, causally wiping blood on his black pants. I feel so bewildered, watching him stride in with that lazy attitude, not a care in the world.“You can’t be here!” I hiss, my eyes darting towards the door. “If Logan comes in-”“You mean that old fart?” Damion asks with a frown. “He’s not here right now. Apparently, there was some explosion in some part of the territory.”From the sneer on his face, I have a feeling he had something to do with that.As he approaches, even without my wolf senses, I can still smell the stench of blood on him. However, this is not the time to swap stories. “You need to get out of here!” I tell him urgently. “Even if Logan isn’t here, there will be other shifters around. One human can’t-”He sits down on the bed next t

“What is it?” Damion’s voice makes me shiver.Something is very wrong with me. I know it. I shouldn’t be reacting like this to him.Even if for one moment, I don’t think this anything to do with James, the fact that this person is so much at ease with the idea of blood and death. How can I be lusting after such a terrifying person?I try to keep my tone even, “What are you?”His laughter is a low husky sound and I sink my teeth into my lower lip, trying to keep in my reaction to even his voice. It’s not like I haven’t met good-looking males before. However, I have never once reacted like this to one. It’s like my own body is not mine to control.Damion doesn’t seem to be aware of my internal struggle, “Why is it so important that you know?”“Because no shifter species that I know of is capable of wiping out an entire pack the way you just did. You’re not even hurt! Not even a scratch!”“That’s not true,” he says, holding out his hand from behind me. “I got a scratch while

I don’t get a chance to even say anything because the first thing Idril does is point his bow and arrow at me, his eyes icy cold.I freeze, “What the hell?”“You tried to escape from us!” He hisses. “After everything we did for you, you tried to run away like the ignorant animal that you are!”His harsh words both frighten me and infuriate me at the same time.I glare at him, “I was kidnapped, you stupid imbecile. Not that you idiots came to help me! Some use you are!”His eyes tighten, “Don’t lie!” He cocks his bow in my direction, hissing, “I told Balin to just chain you like the animal you are and take you with us. He insisted on treating you with respect. But no more!”“If you shoot me,” I get to my feet, my tone dangerous. “You’d better make sure you get me in the heart because I am one of those people who will cut her nose to spite her face.”I see anger flicker in his eyes, and I take a step towards him, my voice harsh, “You need me alive, and I’ll make sure I’m dead. I h

Balin does heal my injuries but as he does, he points out that my healing ability is slowly growing stronger by the hour.“You should be fine within a day or two, but perhaps the consumption of meat will help speed up the process.”Half a day has passed by, and he has removed Idril’s body. “I gave him a proper burial,” he tells me, solemnly. “He may have changed during the end of his life, but he deserved the respect I owed him.”I don’t hate Idril. Nor do I mourn his death. But I feel bad for Balin who seems to struggle with himself.When Aldon comes back, it’s later in the evening, and his voice is grim, “They’re all dead. Slaughtered.”I know he’s talking about the pack and Balin glances at me, “Are you sure you don’t know anything more about this person?”I shake my head, “He was just there, and he helped me escape.”Aldon looks at Balin, his voice serious, “If he caught our scent, he might not return.”“I wouldn’t be too sure about it,” Balin’s voice is tight with a stra

The weird memory eats at me for the rest of our travel. I want to ask Balin, but it doesn’t make sense to me.Maybe it was just a dream.That seems to be the most plausible explanation to me because both Balin and Aldon have not asked me about the old woman I met in the town. If they had had any suspicions, wouldn’t they have confronted me? They had no reason to go after the old witch.‘She was one of mine.’The statement bothers me. If the old witch was one of Damion’s people, would that be enough of a reason to kill her? How would they even have known? Also why didn’t they smell this ‘darkness’ on me when Damion and I met the first two times?There are a lot of questions eating at me and I can’t find any of the answers no matter how much I wrack my brains. The only other people who might have answers, I’m hesitant to ask them. The other thing that bothers me is that if it was a real conversation that I overheard, then it means that Balin might be holding back secrets perta