All Chapters of Rejected by my Choosen Mate : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

FELZA’ POVThe golden rays of the sun warmed up my skin as my eyes fluttered open. The rich scent of freshly baked bread and coffee assaulted my nostrils, causing my stomach to grumble at the thought of feasting on such a delicious meal. Halo's gaze met mine and her lips curled up, “would you like to sleep more, mama?” Her dark hair fell in wavy curls and her piercing green eyes shone even more brightly. She was still in her pajamas, but she looked as beautiful as ever, just like her father. She tilted her head, her gaze fixated on me, “You're not saying anything. Father asked me to get you down for breakfast.” “Father?” I blurted out, taken aback by the single word. It was a mere word, but I was still stunned she'd called Rhys her father. It's just been a few days, but she was warming up to him already. Just how did Rhys get her to do that? Halo helped me up with her small hands and grinned, “I love him already. Since he's my father, there's no use in calling him Alpha.” “Ah.” I no

AXEL’S POVHaving the most talked about wedding, a wedding of the century, had always been my dream. I chose to make Felza the only bride worthy of that perfect title, but she chose to humiliate me in the worst way possible. Day after day, night after night, I kept thinking about the look on Rhys’ face when Felza chose him over me. I felt the urge sink into the depths of the ocean, mostly because of my little sister and the pack members. It's been a few days, but they still kept looking at me with pity and most times, I felt deserving of their pitiful looks. “Stop thinking about her” Chris groaned, wrapping his fingers around a glass of Whiskey. He brought it close to his lips and took a little sip, “She's happy now; isn't that all that matters?” Felza's happiness should have been my priority, but right now, I was only concerned about mine. She was my happiness, but now that she was gone, my mind was occupied with nothing else. I inhaled a deep breath, flipping my attention to Chris,

LISA’S POVThe sour, metallic taste or revenge—I could feel it on the tip of my tongue. Soon, I would have the blue moon pack crying and begging for my mercy. Soon, I would have them tightly wrapped around my fingers, suffocated and frustrated. I would make Rhys my slave and feed Felza to Sebastian's men. The mere thought of this was enough to fuel me through another day of my extremely painful training. For the last few years, I focused on training my body and mind with several insane techniques. I tortured myself, cut myself, passed through the phase of death and continued until I became a blood thirsty monster who only wanted revenge. I became a predator who killed merciless preys in the rouge camp. No one, Not even the most skilled fighters would challenge me to a duel. But once they were picked, they had no choice than to oblige. I circled my bloodied prey in the battle ring, watching as fear mapped his whole features. He took a few steps backwards, clutching his sword with the

LISA’S POVDragging witches to Sebastian's presence seemed to be my job today. Sebastian kept killing them to satisfy his bloodthirsty urge, snapping their necks just because they enraged him. I hate to admit it, but I felt some kind of pity for them. He was just about to kill another because she refused to speak to him. And when she did, Sebastian smiled brightly at the gem he'd just found. He walked around her, circling her like a desperate predator, “I've been capturing your kind for the last few years, but no one's ever given me the answer and the solution I truly desired. With you, I can tell that my victory is near.” he raised her chin to gaze into her eyes and she smirked, “Since it's nearly midnight, we should proceed now.” Her voice was soft, but the chilling glint in her eyes couldn't be compared to another. She was just like me, slightly different in her own ways. I leaned against the soft cushion and tapped my feets on the ground, watching the interaction between Sebasti

FELZA’S POVIn the last few days, I'd never seen Rhys in such a dejected shape. For hours he kept staring at Nora's room, perhaps wishing she would open up the door and jump in his arms—but she didn't. He did it continuously, walking across the hallway to come to a stop in front of her room. It's been a few days, but Rhys couldn't take the news of Nora's death. Even her parents. Vanessa had refused to bury her, hoping she would sneeze and yell “momma” Her body was still preserved, but Rhys stood on having her buried. He was meant to be at his morning meeting, but here he was, staring at Nora's door with longing in his eyes. It hurt me to see him that way, but I knew how much Nora meant to him. Even with the few moments my daughter and I spent here, I could tell he loved her as much as he loved Halo. Perhaps even more. I cleared my throat and placed my hand on his shoulder, “you should be having your meeting, Rhys.” “The pack is fine.” His hoarse voice rang out, clenching my heart. I