All Chapters of Rejected Mate’s Secret Baby: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ELIANA."What are you doing here?" Nathaniel croaked. The winds blew right through my hair as I crept closer to him. He didn't even have to turn around to know that it was me. I had met him hunting, a hobby I figured he'd picked up from all those years in the forest.Met, that was a choice of words. Because in reality, I had done a locator spell that was able to pinpoint exactly where he was.I didn't have a lot of options. It was either that or asking Ivan, the latter which wasn't even close to possible. And I had to see Nathaniel, after speaking to our Grandmother, I realized I had to talk to him too.Finally, he turned around and his eyes were grim and locked into mine. He placed down his bow and arrow, a resenting sigh fleeing from his lips.“I wanted to talk to you, Nathaniel” I stepped forward. “What more is there to talk about after the last time?” He replied flatly. “I’m pretty much the enemy to all of you now when all I did was all I had to to be able to protect myself” He a

DENVER. I stood still right in front of my Pack, heavy with disbelief as my eyes trailed the orange-red skies, painted by the cracking flames that had engulfed my home. "Oh my God" A soft gasp escaped from Eliana's lips. My heart pounded in my chest as the heat intensified, matching the anguish that gripped me. The air was thick with acrid smoke, stinging my eyes and burning my lungs. With each step I took forward, the more panic that set in as I caught a glimpse of my people scrambling out for their own safety. Some of them untouched, but the most of them, wounded.Screams of terror echoed through the atmosphere and their faces were contorted with fear. They rushed out from the inferno as the fire spread with great magnitude through the barns, and the cottages. Through the livestock. The windows had shattered and half the building had collapsed.In the midst of the chaos, my eyes sought desperately for the faces I knew. That was before I saw Thelma. And she scurried towards me, her

ELIANA.Not only did the tears in my eyes blur my vision but the dust from the earth shaking and quaking did too. Both Blake and I were underneath it, and Denver was above it. There was a loud thud, deafening. There were so many loud thuds and bangs as the building collapsed.It was only a matter of time before it came down on us. Blake and I knew that so we rushed towards the end of the tunnel to make it out. Each step seemed like an eternity, maybe it was because of how often I threw my head over my shoulders. It felt like I was leaving something behind.I was leaving something behind. "Come on" Blake tightened his grip around my hands and I looked back at him. "Come on Eliana, you have to stop looking back. It's making us slow and we still have some distance to go" Blake gritted through his teeth. His face was glistening in his sweat and his eyes shimmered."Denver" I could only mutter and there was a crack in my voice. "He's...he's still in there. He came to save you, Blake. He c

ELIANA.“I regret to inform you that Cory suffered a fall inside the building, and on top of that was almost crushed by some of the debris that had fallen” The doctor explained with a piece of paper in his hands. His eyes fell to Thelma especially whose hands held up her chin in a tragic manner.The remnant of all the tears she had cried clung desperately to her lashes and at that moment, a hard lump slipped down her throat.“With a fall like that and everything that happened, it’s not uncommon to be presented with some signs of head trauma which would explain his partial loss of memory and inability to do the things he was once doing.”I folded my arms across my chest, dashing a glare at Denver. His face was filled with unease and an emotion I couldn’t quite decipher. Like every word that came out of the doctor’s mouth was a thorn poking him in his chest. I saw the way he looked at Cory laying there.That was his best friend. His person. His brother when Blake wasn’t. And he was jus

NANA ABIGAIL.For the most of my life, I think I’ve been a horrible person.The mere fact that I was born a witch proved exactly that. I was a traitor, a manipulator, a liar. A liar.A liar.But I wasn’t always like this. We weren’t always like this. Cursed. I was also once a little girl with an older sister she looked up to like a god. A mother that was the best there could have been. I had a family who loved and would do anything for each other.We were Witches. For the longest time, we journeyed across the earth to find ourselves a home. Then we found the haven in Oakland. The people were happy, everyone was happy with my father. He had led us to safety, he had cared for us, all the Witches.We were the happiest we could have ever been. But then the Werewolves came, they too had found a home in Oakland. The town itself, wasn’t always like this. Nestled in the hills and forest, it was a town away from mortal eyes. Its cobblestone streets were laced with enchantment. We had made thi