All Chapters of Once rejected, twice shy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Amber’s POVAmber slinked out of the dining hall, completely humiliated. That bastard had dared talk to her like that. She was fuming mad as she made her way upstairs. She slammed the door of the sitting room closed and screamed.Hot tears formed in her eyes but not because she was sad. She was beyond pissed off. Troy needed to learn a lesson, he couldn’t just push her aside. What was so special about Reese? She was better suited to be Luna and she had to make Troy see that.“Amber?” The knock on her door came again.She yanked the door open. “What?”Katherine stood there and glanced to either side of the hallway. “Are you okay?”Amber snorted and her hand curled around the door’s edge. “Like you care, Katherine. I’m aware that you fucked Troy.”Katherine didn’t even blink. “I did. I fucked him for six months which is four months longer than you did. He left for two years with some excuse of an Alpha Training Camp and then I fucked Drake for a year. Are you really going to be a bitch

Troy’s POVTroy looked up at the sniffling coming from Drake’s desk and he sighed. He felt conflicted. She was Reese’s friend, Drake’s mate and he despised her. He felt guilty because he didn’t want Drake to accept her into their pack.“He hates me,” she whispered.“Was Jeffrey right? Are you the pack slut or did you just fuck them? Drake’s no virgin but he didn’t fuck around,” Troy said.“The only pack members I ever had sex with was Bryan and Jeffrey,” she said. That still didn't tell him much, a lot of wolves messed around with humans.“Look, Drake probably just needs some time …”“He has a girlfriend and she’s probably nice, nicer than me. He took me from my life so where am I supposed to go when he rejects me?” She had tears in her eyes and Troy felt his resolve soften.“If he rejects you then I’ll relocate you to wherever you want. I love Reese and Reese loves you …”Cleo only nodded her head as she pushed herself up from Drake’s chair. She walked towards the door and turned to

Reese’s POVJust before dinner, Russo finally left her side, after she’d ordered him away. She wanted to be alone with her thoughts and emotions. She literally had nobody to turn to. Her mother was dead and Cleo … she didn’t know what Cleo was but she knew she couldn’t talk to her right now.She didn’t go down for dinner and Troy never came to look for her. She showered and allowed herself to cry one more time as the water cascaded over her. She was stronger than this. It wasn’t like she loved Troy or anything.Reese got dressed as her eyes shined with new hope. She wasn’t a victim and she wasn’t some stupid little woman who would sit at home and wait for a man. No man would have that kind of power over her.She wrote a quick note to Troy and gathered what she’d need. She jumped from the patio and winced when she landed. This time though she didn’t crack any bones and she jogged towards the forest line quickly.Reese avoided the night patrol and made her way down to the lake. She wait

Troy’s POVTroy paced up and down the hallway, anger and irritation exiting his pores and making everyone avoid him. His skin kept rippling and he wanted to choke the life from Russo’s eyes. He wanted to see it wane and disappear completely.He had tracked Reese’s scent all the way to the river and found Cleo’s scent there as well. He had followed her scent for a mile where it completely disappeared. His wolf was pissed off and he was pissed off.“Is he awake?” Troy asked once the door opened and Dr Tyrell stepped outside.“He’s awake, he has a nasty concussion but he’ll live.” The man sighed and shook his head.Troy’s growl had him quicken his steps and he opened the door and walked into the holding cell where Russo was chained against the wall. Russo’s expression was blank and his eyes betrayed no emotion.“Where did she go, Russo?”“I don’t know,” Russo said and clenched his jaw.“Why would she run? You said it was my fault and the way you said it, is why you’re here chained in thi

Reese’s POVReese had been on the road for four days and she’d spent the fifth night at a motel. It was cheap, off the main road, and they took cash with no questions asked. It was perfect other than the squeaky bed, the dripping tap and the television that didn’t work.She’d slept through the night, the door barred with the one chair in the room and a knife under her pillow. She wasn’t really afraid of someone entering her room. She’d shift into her wolf if she had to, but she preferred not to.She’d caught the scent of a few wolves but they didn’t smell like pack wolves, which worked for her. Lone wolves wouldn’t question her movements or report her to anyone. She woke up the next morning, feeling much better.She’d showered, had an actual shower, washed her hair and shaved her legs. She’d been exhausted but that shower had made her feel human again. She’d been asleep the moment her head hit the pillow and now she stretched her arms languidly.She was in a small coastal town by the