All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Veronica's POV:I nodded, my voice caught in my throat. I watched in awe as Draco approached the suspended werewolf, his movements graceful and deliberate. He extended his hand towards the creature, palm outstretched, and a soft, ethereal light emitted from his fingertips.The werewolf writhed in its frozen state, unable to break free from the spell's hold. Draco's eyes remained locked onto the creature, his focus unyielding. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, evidence of the immense power he wielded.As the tension hung heavy in the air, a surge of gratitude washed over me. Draco had come to my rescue once again, saving me from the clutches of the fearsome werewolf. I marveled at the depth of his abilities and the lengths he would go to protect me.With a final incantation, Draco's voice reverberated through the forest. Slowly, the werewolf began to descend, its paws touching the ground as its body transformed back into the form of a human.The man stood before us, naked and diso

Veronica's POV:My heart pounded in my chest as I turned to face Draco, his eyes now consumed by a bottomless void of darkness. Fear gripped me, for I knew what this meant - his insatiable thirst for blood had taken hold of him. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to run, to escape the imminent danger that lurked within the once gentle soul of the man that just saved me.My heart raced wildly as I recalled the legends and myths surrounding vampires, their eyes turning black in the throes of bloodlust.My breath caught in my throat as I stumbled backward, my eyes never leaving Draco's advancing form. A sharp pain shot through my elbow as a thorn pricked my skin, drawing forth a small but significant drop of blood.The metallic scent filled the air, and I could feel Draco's craving intensify, his gaze fixed on the crimson droplets. Panic surged within me, knowing that the scent of my blood would only heighten Draco's craving. I needed to escape, to find safety before it was too late.

Luca's POV:As I sat upon the majestic throne in the grandeur of the Nightshade pack's palace, my mind was filled with thoughts of the responsibilities that came with being the new lycan king. A sudden commotion echoed through the palace walls, piercing through the solemn silence. The clamor grew louder, echoing through the palace walls, arousing my curiosity. With a flick of my hand, I beckoned one of the guards to investigate the source of the disturbance and report back to me.The guard swiftly left the throne room, his footsteps fading away into the distance. Eagerly, I awaited his return, my mind racing with thoughts of what could possibly be happening outside. Moments later, the guard reappeared, his eyes wide with excitement, as he informed me of the jubilant pack members congregating beyond the palace walls. "Your Majesty," the guard began, trying to catch his breath. "The pack members are outside the palace walls, rejoicing and celebrating. It appears that someone has return

Draco's POV:As I washed the dishes, the warm water soothing my hands, my mind wandered to the events of the day. Thoughts of Veronica venturing into the woods alone still lingered, my concern for her safety gnawing at the back of my mind. Finishing the task at hand, I dried my hands and strolled to my room, feeling satisfied.With a contented sigh, I decided to retire to my room for a refreshing shower. The warm droplets cascaded over my body, washing away the weariness of the day. Refreshed and revitalized, I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my waist.I opened the closet and selected a sleek, all-black outfit, running my fingers over the smooth fabric. Once dressed, I stood before the mirror, adjusting my collar and combing my fingers through my dark locks into a more polished appearance. Satisfied with my appearance, I took a book and made my way to the study, craving the solace and wisdom found within the pages of the countless books lining the shelves.The study room envelo

Veronica's POV:As Draco turned around and saw me on the phone, his expression turned from suspicion to concern. He approached me cautiously, his eyes fixed on the device in my hand."Veronica, who were you talking to?" Draco's voice held a mix of curiosity and unease.I looked up at him, slightly taken aback by his sudden intensity. "It was Melissa, my lady-in-waiting from the palace," I replied hesitantly. "She somehow found out about us living in the woods."Draco's eyes widened, his unease palpable. Without a word, he swiftly reached for my phone, snatching it from my grasp. I watched as his fingers scrolled through the screen, his face growing darker with each passing second."What's wrong, Draco?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern. "Why can't I contact anyone from the palace? What is it that you're not telling me?"Draco sighed heavily, his gaze fixed on the phone as if lost in thought. Finally, he looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of protectiveness and worry.