All Chapters of Awakening the Rejected Queen: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Zane’s POV“Eden!” I said, even though my mouth felt like it was full of rocks.“Yes, my King,” she said.My heart soared. Eden – she’d come back to me! She was here. My dear, sweet, Eden.She stood over me.I tried to focus on her face. I wanted to see her eyes, her nose, her lips. But her face swam in my vision.“You’ve come back?” I asked.“Of course, Zane,” she said, stroking my head. Excitement rose within me. Then desire. I wasn’t thinking clearly. My thoughts were a scrambled mess. And I couldn’t see straight.But Eden hovered over me. And I wanted her so badly I could taste it. Eden straddled me then, wrapping her legs around my waist. She rubbed my chest, sliding her hands down under my shirt.It felt amazing. She rocked on my lap, rubbing and grinding herself against my member. I hardened.“Oh my,” she whispered. “Looks like you are VERY happy to see me.”Then she reached down and slid her hand under the brim of my underwear. She wrapped her hand around my stiff member and

Eden’s POVDrugs?I couldn’t believe it! That didn’t sound like something Adrian would do. But then again, I’d heard that life as a rogue could really change someone. So maybe Adrian had lost sight of who he was.We thanked the two rogues for the information and as a gesture of our gratitude, we paid their bar tab. Then we left to go to the next rogue village, which was through the canyon on the other side of the forest.I was a little nervous about going to this rogue village. Ciderhill was known for being one of the roughest, toughest rogue villages around. It was where some of the worst of the worst hung out. The streets were laden with brothels jammed full of sex slaves. And street fights were common. I’d never actually been to Ciderhill myself, but I’d heard stories about it growing up. Needless to say, I was grateful to have strong warriors with me.“Stay close,” the head warrior whispered as we walked through the forest. “The closer we get to Ciderhill, the more dangerous it’s

Eden’s POVCiderhill was exactly what I expected. It was a dirty village with only a few dirt streets. On either side of the streets were a few stores, a few bars, and a ton of whore houses.“The people live in a different part of the village. This is the main drag. The part of town where everyone…hangs out,” Caleb explained as we walked towards the street.Rogues glared at us as we walked by. Not even ten feet away, two werewolves were fighting. Right out on the street in broad daylight. They tore at each other and bit hard. They were covered in blood.To their left, a woman stood, her face sad and bruised.“What’s that all about?” I asked, gesturing towards the fighting wolves.“That’s Tony,” Caleb said, pointing to the dark grey wolf. “He owns that whorehouse, right there. I don’t know who the other wolf is. But I assume they’re fighting over that girl.”I made eye contact with the sad-looking girl. She looked young. Not more than eighteen.“Sometimes, rouges try to steal one of To

Zane’s POVI fucking hate Ciderhill. That’s all I could think as we entered the town. It was my least favorite place on the planet. Vile and unsophisticated. I had no issues with rogues as a whole. In fact, I’d met plenty of rogues I actually really liked.But the rogues that lived in Ciderhill were a despicable sort. No morals. No ethics. Greedy and full of lust. They just did whatever they wanted without any regard for life, human or otherwise.They gave all rogues a bad name.I stepped over a wolf corpse. It’s head was hanging loosely from its neck. It looked like some other wolf had really sunk its teeth into it.“Dispose of this,” I flicked my hands at my warriors.There were already black flies circling the corpse. Soon, they would hatch eggs and the dead body would become infected with maggots.The thought made me want to hurl.“Umm,” a warrior said, eyeing the mass of dead fur. “What do you want us to do with it?”“I don’t care,” I snapped. “Just take it away. Into the forest.

Zane’s POVI stared at the witch. She smiled slyly at me. She was beautiful. Stunning even. The bartender didn’t seem bothered by her presence, but the women in the corner of the bar shrunk back in their seats. I noticed the mother try to hide her baby under a baby blanket.“No need,” the witch said, not even looking to the corner. “I don’t want your baby.” This time her lips moved as she spoke.One of the men at a different table rose. “Do you have any…” he started to ask. But she waved her hand at him and his lips pressed together. His eyes went wide as he tried to talk but couldn’t.“Mmmm hmmm,” he moaned, his lips fixed tight.“I’m not a peddler,” she said.This whole time, her eyes had not left mine.I had met a few witches in my time, mostly in passing. But none had the aura and presence of this one.She was powerful.She was strong.She was intensely beautiful and enigmatic.My blood boiled with hatred. I despised her kind!“Was I wrong, King Zane?” she asked, enunciating the ‘