All Chapters of Rejected by my Choosen Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You look beautiful, my love!” His deep voice made me shiver physically, and my words stuck in my throat. I have been in my head since my father handed me over to him, and I am not at all present in the scene playing in front of me.The pastor was blabbing so much that I had tuned him out the second he opened his mouth.I averted my gaze from the charmingly handsome devil to the surroundings around us, which were decorated with white flowers.I don't even like the color white, nor the nameless white flowers.I was doing a good job of avoiding my soon-to-be husband by entertaining myself with every single useless thing around me, like subtly counting the flower petals in a bouquet behind Rhys.He caught me, and he startled me like I was a kitten and he was a big bad wolf.“Uh! Umm! T…thanks,” I breathed out the words, too intimidated by him to talk properly.He taunted me with that godforsaken word, trying to make me crack so I could make a scene, and he could get a chance to punish me

Felza’s POVI knew how much effort I had already put in to stop the wedding and be with my true mate Chris Ashford, but Rhys was too strong and worst of all, he remained charming in the midst of this chaos. Somehow we were meant to be together but how could I willingly accept a man so devious and ruthless to be my mate! To be the father of my pups! To lead my people. I really needed the alpha female in me to stir up now because it was a now-or-never situation at the moment. “If you are thinking of doing something stupid right now, I suggest you come off it cause the life of everyone in this is at stake right now.” Rhys said as he turned to look at the terrified crowd gathered in utter shock at the turn of the events in the wedding. Even the priest saying the prayers and rites was terrified at how aggressive Rhys had been and how spontaneous he was, to act in very ruthless ways. The situation had clearly grown out of hand. With the men of Rhys surrounding the hall, the terrified look

Felza's POVFor a moment I paused and all I could think of was to take a breath. I stood within the confines of the mansion and my gaze darted to Rhys's men who had cold expressions on their faces. 'Trying to get past these men is going to be a waste of time,’ I thought to myself and voluntarily returned back into the house.I tried to stay calm and allowed my mind work its wonder. “What if Victoria was right and my stiffness and reluctance puts me in a lot of mess in the nearest future? What if my clan and people were forever captured and their lands and spoils forever transcended to the hands of Rhys and his allies and the end of my root is me?”“what if I could build an alliance with Victoria and manage to convince my father to take a chunk of his time to plot with the valiant warriors left in our clan and secure a tight and fortified front for us to hold Rhys's allies and himself hostage or possibly ambush them. Because in the long run the people dear to me and all the glory of th

Felza’s POVEverything was moving so fast. I couldn’t make sense of what had happened. It was very strange and concerning. I squeezed my face hard and sat there, lost in my own thoughts. Rhys had attacked me, bruising and pummelling me. My heart felt worse; my body hurt. When he told me we had consummated our marriage, I felt like I was drowning in a sea of hopelessness. I had woken up in his bed and the scent of his perfume choked me. His terrible eyes seared into my head, and I could hardly look at him without feeling queasy.There was a time when this same chambers felt like a display of the authority I shared with Rhys, now it felt nothing like that but a hell hole. It felt like a prison, a jail! And I had to breakaway as quickly as possible. Chris showed up just as promised. I felt a flutter of optimism when I saw him standing at the brink of the trees close to the packhouse. His eyes reflected worry, and for a moment I felt safe. We both knew, though, we had time to waste. W

Rhys's POV Usually in sync, my wolf and I reflected each other, but today there was a divide in our relationship. I felt as though I was disintegrating, the gloom invading areas I had never even realised existed. I refused to stand there and do nothing. I had to track her back-off and make sure she knew she belonged to me. But as I turned to follow the road she had chosen, a voice, this time inside my head stalled me cold. "Rhys, you're not ready." Though I owned the words, they were not mine. They came from a side of myself I had buried after years of neglecting. The part that worried about what I may become if I really let the beast inside loose. "You're not strong enough yet to face Marcus and his pack.” The idea made me furious. How could I not be sufficient? Alpha of one of the most potent packs in existence.Through blood and sweat, I had battled and crawled my way to the top to earn my place. Still, down deep I knew the truth. Marcus was not any average opponent. He was uniqu