All Chapters of Rejected by my Choosen Mate : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Rhys’ POVIt's been said that villains have a reason for becoming dark and cruel. They have a reason for letting their souls become corrupted, their pain eating their souls up until they're left with nothing but hate. Everyone has a reason for a particular action, I want to understand Lisa, know why she's been meeting with Sebastian, but as the days passed by, my hate for her becomes stronger. It's weird to hate and despise one's mate, but with Felza's absence, Lisa was eating me up. Secretly, I'd sent my pack warriors on a patrol to search for Felza, just a clue to know she was still alive, but after days, they returned with nothing. Each morning meeting passed by with grief in my heart; she's not dead, I know it, but sometimes, only her scent would do. Perhaps her laughter or the sound of her voice. Not being with her was eating me up, but I guess I would have to make do with Lisa. She snuggled closer, wrapping her arms around my waist, “You look worried.” she said, fluttering her

Rhys' POVThe sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow on the green plants and flowers around. It was the perfect afternoon for a relaxing swim, but I chose to go on patrol instead, checking for rogues by the border of the pack. Lisa had persuaded me to spend some time with her, but I refused, explaining the importance of my duty for the hundredth time. On a usual day, I could have asked my pack warriors alone to do the job, but being in that pack house alone was suffocating. I missed Felza like hell, even the moon goddess would tell I was close to losing it. “Alpha “ Eric stepped forward, wiping some sweat off his face, “Alpha, you look bothered. I've been watching you for half an hour. You've—” he swallowed, averting his gaze, “You've been on the same spot for half an hour.” I quirked a brow, shocked by his words, “You mean I've been standing here for the past half an hour? Doing nothing?” “Yes.” He nodded, letting out a smile, “But do not worry.” he assured, “The pack warriors ar

Felza's POVOn a day like this, I chose not to be cooped up in my room alone. After having a small breakfast, I stepped down to the garden to trim the flowers. The garden was filled with beautiful, eye-catching flowers, each of them with heavenly scents that made me feel alive for the very first time in several days. I tended to the flowers with love, making sure I was careful enough not to cut the stems. “You shouldn't be doing that, my lady ” A voice rang out, coming from behind. I looked over my shoulders, my gaze landing on a young maid who approached me. Her raven dark hair was styled in a high ponytail, her blue uniform hugging her body perfectly. She wiped her gloved hands on her gown, her lips slowly curling into a smile, “Let me.” I shook my head, returning my attention to the flowers, “It's nothing. You don't have to help me with it.” I said, my lips twitching, “You can proceed with something else. I'll take care of the flowers.”The young maid bit her lips, shaking her he

Rhys' POVLoud cheers filled my ears, making me feel alive for the very first time in several days. We all know Felza has been the reason for my constant moodiness, my anger and frustration, and having to witness this tournament without her was enough to weigh me down.However, witnessing this tournament again has been the dream of every pack member in the Bluemoon pack. Due to the constant war with rouges, everyone had thought the last tournament would be the very last. Since they slaughtered everyone like animals, I'd thought all my good men would have been killed, but due to the moon goddess's mercy, we were having another tournament again, and we were better than before. As the usual tradition implies, warriors and Alpha's from several packs were invited. It was a tournament between packs to fish out the strongest warrior. The Bluemoon pack has won the tournament two consecutive times, but the Moongray pack and others have promised to return back stronger. While I descended the

Axel's POVTaking Felza to my healing spot seemed to have changed alot in her. She smiled more, interacted more, she seemed to have changed into a whole new person. We became friends, friends that would sit to talk about their whole day, exchange jokes and talk about their favorite meals. I became used to her presence, and I wonder if she feels the same way as well. Unlike other girls who force their smiles around me, Felza was completely natural, laughing at my not so funny jokes. I stared at the glass of coffee in my hands for a few seconds before taking a sip. I placed it on the table, flipping through the pages of a magazine a maid had brought earlier. My gaze lingered on the face of a particular model, her sharp features sending my heart into a frenzy. I swallowed hard, tracing her features with the tip of my fingers—Hazel winters, the first lady that got my attention. Just like Chris had said, she got bored during our first date and left. It became a scar that never healed, and