All Chapters of Rejecting My Alpha Stepbrother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

April's POV I had dashed away and hid from Dorian and his glare. From my hiding spot, close to the door of the West Wing, I could see Ivar and Dorian talking.A shiver ran down my spine, and I began to panic. Maybe he was telling Ivar to find me and bring me to him so that he could do whatever despicable things he had in his mind to me.However, after the talk, Dorian walked away. I was stunned, and I slowly crept out of my hiding spot. What was going on? Why did he leave?Unconsciously, my hand went to my neck, and I felt the bruise. There was no way I could have healed so fast. Did Dorian do something about my neck? Was he the one that..?No.I shook my head and dismissed the thoughts. It wasn't even feasible. He hated me; why would he even care to do anything about my injury? He was the one who had caused it, and I could still remember the glaring anger in his eyes when he grabbed my neck."April?"Hearing my name startled me, and I jumped in fright, and my thoughts went down the

Dorian's POVIt didn't take long before I reached the Royal City. I could see the tall and magnificent buildings and a golden one that towered above the rest. It didn't take a genius to know that that was the Royal Palace.As I approached the boundary of the Royal City, I was stopped by a few of the royal soldiers who questioned me on who I was and what my business was in the Royal City.Since they could sense that I was from a pack under the Empire, I gave them a random excuse of coming to trade and was granted entry easily. Although I could have gotten in by stating my identity, I didn’t want to expose myself yet. After all, Conrad was on my list of suspects regarding the attack.I gave the guards a polite nod and went on my way with a small smile on my face. If this was the type of security the Royal city had, and the rogues decided to strike them, I doubt they would put up a good resistance.I shook my head, continued to drive, and headed straight for the palace. All the administr

April's POVMy brows furrowed as my chest tightened, and Lyra whimpered softly. Something was wrong with Dorian. I quickly arranged his room, put the pictures back and rushed out of the house as fast as I could.It was actually quite late, and he wasn't back yet. It was past 5:00 pm, and his car was still not in the compound.“Where could he be? Why wasn't he home?" I decided to go to his office and check on him. Even if I could see his car parked outside, I would know that he was okay.I walked as fast as I could down the street and looked around me frantically to check if I could see him on the road, maybe talking to someone or heading back home, but I saw nothing.The uneasiness continued to dominate my heart and mind, and I felt even more scared. I felt this darkness looming, and it felt worse and scarier with every passing minute.It took a while, but I soon made it to Dorian's office. My heart sank even further; his car wasn't parked outside. What was going on?Maybe he was in

April's POV The next morning, I jumped out of bed, and without even having a bath or at least, washing my face, I dashed up to Dorian's room. I had left the door unlocked, and I flung it open.His room was empty, and the atmosphere felt cold and gloomy like no one had slept there last night. I walked to his bed and placed the back of my palm on the sheets. I was right; they were icy cold. Dorian didn't come back home last night.I began to panic all over again, but I calmed myself down enough to rush back downstairs. I passed the kitchen and saw Susan making breakfast, and she was humming a tune. I knew that she could sense my presence, but she chose to ignore me, and I ignored her, too and hurried to the front door.I flung it open and saw that the parking lot was empty; Dorian hadn't come back at all last night. Why was he still out so late? I went back inside and headed straight to the kitchen to talk to Susan. I hated that I had to look at her face, but I had no other choice. S

April's POV I looked at Ivar in a mixture of shock and worry. I tried to get him to talk, but he dismissed me and told me hurriedly to get into his car.“There is too much to say. We can't talk here, April. I think it's best to go to your house and have this discussion.”I paused and looked at him with my eyes widened at his suggestion.“What? What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”I reeled myself in and pulled myself together. I remembered how Susan glared at me when I asked her where Dorian was. If she wasn't concerned about his whereabouts, then our place was definitely not where we could have a discussion about Dorian.“I am sorry, but I don't think my house is the best place for that discussion. I have a feeling that Susan won't like it.”Ivar looked at me in confusion.“It's difficult to explain, but just take my word for it. I think we should have the discussion at your place.”I prayed silently to the Goddess to make Ivar not push the topic further. And luckily for