Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Ethan's heart was pounding as he stood at the crossroads of fate, torn between two worlds and two loves. The Moonlit Meadow was bathed in a silvery moonlight, making his conflicted expression look even more eerie. Amelia was standing beside him, her eyes showing a mix of hope and fear."I need to know the truth, Amelia," Ethan said, his voice desperate. "Tell me everything."Amelia paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Okay," she began, her words measured. "My real name is not Amelia Blackwood. It's Amara, and I'm not entirely human. I come from a lineage of mystics, bound to the Moon Goddess herself."Ethan's eyes widened in shock. "Mystics? Moon Goddess?"Amara nodded. "Yes, we are guardians of the Moon's power, given the ability to channel its energy. It was my mission to protect the Moonlit Meadow and make sure its sacred energy stayed pure."Ethan's mind was racing, trying to make sense of it all. "But why did you come into my life?""Because the Meadow had become vulner

The Moonlit Meadow spread before Ethan, bathed in silvery light. He proceeded down the same road, his strides light yet full with purpose. Thoughts of Gabriel's revelation and Amelia's hidden background raced in his head like a whirlwind.Amelia had been silent since he'd learnt the truth, and the tension between them was evident."Amelia," he started, his voice quiet, "we need to talk."She glanced to him, her eyes gleaming with doubt. "I know, Ethan. I owe you an explanation."He nodded, wanting her to continue."I'm not just an ordinary woman," she conceded, her words restrained. "I'm a descendent of the Moon Goddess herself. My family has acted as her earthly protectors for generations."Ethan's eyes widened in amazement. "The Moon Goddess? But why keep it a secret?"Amelia sighed, her gaze riveted on the moon overhead. "My family feared that exposing our actual nature would make us a target. We've looked over the Meadow, preserving its charm and the wolves who seek peace here."E

Ethan's pulse raced as he stood at the edge of the Moonlit Meadow. The night was drenched in silvery moonlight, forming long shadows that swirled in the chilly wind. His mind was a tornado of emotions, caught between two universes - the past with Gabriel, his fated mate, and the present with Amelia, the fascinating lady who had grabbed his heart.Amelia's eyes, like twin pools of blackness, kept his stare. She was the key to his mending, the unforeseen twist in his fate. But with every passing day, the weight of his history with Gabriel got greater. He had to face it, to make a decision."I can't keep running from this, Amelia," Ethan muttered, his voice barely audible in the darkness of the night.Amelia's fingertips brushed over his, a subtle comfort that conveyed volumes. "You don't have to. We'll confront it together."The rustling of foliage and the distant cry of a wolf reminded him of the group he had once called home. Gabriel's pack. A rush of nostalgia poured over him, but it

Ethan's pulse raced as he followed Amelia's route into the dark woodland, the moon throwing silvery shadows over the gnarled trees. His head hummed with the knowledge of her actual identity. The Moonlit Meadow had mysteries he never could have guessed."Amelia, wait!" he yelled, his voice booming across the woods.She didn't slow down. Her speed accelerated as she pushed farther into the trees, a quiet resolve in her stride.Ethan's instincts drove him to catch up, to demand answers, but prudence kept him back. He couldn't deny the strength he felt flowing from her. It was something unearthly, something that transcended the confines of the pack.They burst into a little clearing, where the moon's light streamed through the foliage, producing an ethereal radiance. There, standing in the middle of the meadow, was Luna herself, the Moon Goddess. Her presence was ethereal, her eyes brimming with ancient knowledge.Amelia knelt before Luna, a display of devotion and humility. "I've brought

Amelia's eyes pierced into Ethan's, a combination of despair and defiance in her stare. "Ethan, it's not what it looks. Isabella doesn't understand—"But Ethan wasn't ready to let her justifications cloud his judgment anymore. He'd been crushed once before, and he couldn't afford to be foolish again."Enough, Amelia," he murmured, his voice strong. "If you're actually honest with me, then prove it. Tell me your real objectives."Amelia paused, her jaw tightening as she evaluated the determined expressions of the pack members encircling her. Her secret was out, and she had no option except to divulge the extent of her ambitions.With a sad sigh, she continued, "I'm a witch, yeah. But not all witches are malevolent. I came here wanting shelter and sanctuary, not violence. The magical realm may be hazardous, and I needed a place to hide. I never planned to use you or your pack."Ethan's thoughts raced as he contemplated her remarks. He recalled the times they'd shared, the bond they'd cr