All Chapters of Rejected Mate’s Secret Baby: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ELIANA.My eyes glimmered beneath the glow of the moonlight and I clutched my chest. I felt my heart skip a beat the moment I saw Denver’s car. His Benz was unrecognizable, dented, wrecked and destroyed. From the looks of it, he seemed to have swerved off the highway, only to come tumbling down the hills with as much speed as he was running.And he’d rammed himself between the ground and the trees.Ivan was several feet below, already scavenging through the messy debris but I just needed a moment to get myself together. A hard, painful lump slipped down my throat at the sight of the wreckage.“Oh my God” Nana was just as shocked. The both of us weighing the chances of his survival. A million thoughts raced through my head at that moment and there was a sudden surge that coursed through my veins.“Denver,” His name escaped my lips. I jerked myself back from the state of shock and now, all I wanted to do was get down there. So, I kicked my feet forward, jumping down the hill without a

GERALD JACOBS.MORE THAN 30 YEARS AGO.The forest was always my safe space.Each time I found myself getting more and more overwhelmed and angrier with everything, which was a lot of the times this past few weeks, I would come here to find solace. Among the towering trees, their branches stretched out like open arms and it was only here that I could truly breathe. It was only here that I didn’t have to be just the Alpha. I didn’t have to be anything. Just exist.No responsibilities, no Pack duties burdening on my shoulders. Not for the few minutes I’d spend in the forest. I’d known no other life than being an Alpha, it was either that or being the Alpha’s son. But my father died a year ago, I was twenty when I was reinstated as Alpha of the Blood Hound Pack. I had to give up everything for my duty. I had been told ever since I was a little boy that it was destiny to rule. Nothing more, nothing else.And I had done that the past few months, even though nothing could’ve prepared me f

GERALD JACOBS. MORE THAN 30 YEARS AGO.“So she was mated before?” Phil asked as I sat there, damp by the edge of my windowsill. I looked out through the fog at nothing in particular. It was raining that evening when I got back. And I crossed my arms over my chest as I wallowed in my thoughts—where I had been for the past few hours and where I would remain for even days to come. Her words kept echoing in my ears, over and over again. The thought of being a second chance mate was something that never crossed my mind but it was my reality now.And the mate bond between Susannah and I was undeniably strong. It was palpable, that even each second that passed that she wasn’t here, I was torturing my mind—my wolf. Because it was no longer that I didn’t know. It was that I did and I was only just hesitant.Which meant my Wolf had already scented her, tasted her and wanted more so each second that I stayed away, I was only hurting my wolf which in turn was hurting myself. That’s how being ma

ELIANA.I stood at the apex of the hills, winds running through my hair as I looked at my Dad. All he'd done was tell me the story about how he met my mother but he left out one part—the most important part and the reason I was here in the first place."Where is he?" I blurted out of my lips, realizing a child named Boy was a lot harder to find. "Where is my Brother?" I raised my voice, tears stinging the back of my eyes and a hard lump went down my Dad's throat. It was clear he was somehow replaying a core memory in his head.And whatever it was, it was strong enough to let the tears flow down his cheeks. He was disheveled once our eyes met again. "I don't know" He muttered."What do you you don't know?" I asked him. "You knew of the child even though you've kept him a secret all this time, from me and everyone else. You knew him because Mom told you. How can you stand there and then lie that you don't know where he is right now.""I told you about the Curse, finding Boy could be t

DENVER.As I charged my eyes open to the utter darkness, I felt soaked with the beads of sweat and blood that clung to my skin. The air was thick with the stench of decay and the chains around my wrists and ankles rattled with every slight movement. I sucked in air through my lips, refreshing my lungs. It felt like I’d only just awoken from a state of trance. No idea how I got here. My wrists were bound, each link echoing the oppressive silence of the dungeon. Panic surged through me like a torrential wave, and my breath quickened with each turn I looked over my shoulders. “Where am I?” I blurted out and there was a crack in my voice. “Eliana” Her name was the first to come to my mind as I remembered one thing.I was on my way to see her when—“The accident” I muttered. Slowly, I began to piece together the shreds that had become of my memory. I was driving. I remember driving, my hands groping the steering wheel and the sound of her voice echoing from the phone. I remember her anxi