All Chapters of Awakening the Rejected Queen: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Eden’s POVAdrian’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson. He hung his head, looking ashamed.“I haven’t got all day,” Murietta said, exasperated. “Lucia is due to arrive soon. And I haven’t seen her in so long. I can hardly wait. So hurry up and tell them or I will.”We all looked from Adrian to Murrieta. What did she mean, tell them the truth? Storm had run up a gambling debt with the mafia. Adrian had been sold to a playhouse as payment. It was too hard for him there, so he’d started taking milkweed and got hooked. Then Storm, propelled by guilt, had rescued him.What else was there to say.“What is she talking about, Adrian?” I asked quietly.His eyes snapped up then. “I…I…” He looked at Murrieta. “I can’t.” His shoulders slumped forward. “I can’t tell them. You do it.”Murietta laughed, a guttural, condescending laugh.“All right then,” she said, clapping her hands together. “So…picture this…”She began to tell the story, and I visualized it as she spoke.Adrian was brought to the playho

Eden’s POVThe wind was blowing hard as we watched the helicopter descend. Caleb and Storm had been sent to their bedrooms for the time being. They would meet Lucia ‘later’, at an undetermined time, since Lucia ‘fucking hates men’, according to Murietta.Her dad, Demetrius was there, though. As well as an entourage of maids.Murietta squealed as the helicopter touched ground on the beach. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it.“She’s been gone for almost six months,” Murietta told me. “I wonder if she’s changed.”“Of course she has,” Demetrius snapped. “She’s been in ITALY.”I didn’t know what that meant, but apparently it meant something because Murietta instantly agreedTwo of the maids giggled. I shot them an angry look. They were laughing at my shoes. I was wearing the ugliest sandals known to man – canvas and covered in broken sea shells. They looked like a child’s art project gone wrong.I longed for my own clothes.“Lucia is wonderful. You’ll be the best of friends,” Murietta sai

Eden’s POVI didn’t have the courage to confront Storm. I had grown to love him like a brother and there was too much happening. After learning that Adrian was a sex addict, and that he’d LIKED being a whore, well….Storm and Murietta were almost more than I could handle. As soon as I’d heard Storm’s name, I ran to my room. I’d thrown on my bathing suit and tried to force it out of my head.But I thought about it a lot over the next few days.Why would Storm do that? With Murietta? Sure, he’d been trying to stop her, from the sounds of it. But I couldn’t know for sure if he actually HAD stopped her.Storm asked me to go and carry black rocks a few times with him. For the rescue. But I avoided him. I didn’t want him to know I was avoiding him. Because then he might get suspicious. And the last thing I wanted was for him to know that I knew he was banging Murietta.So I just kept my distance and spent most of my time with Lucia swimming in the lagoon.Lucia loved the lagoon. She said sh

Eden’s POVZara howled as the black wolf’s teeth bit through her flesh. She whipped her head, tossing the black wolf off her. Then she retreated backwards. Blood dripped down her neck, staining her beautiful white fur.Her pain was mine, and I felt the awful sting of the bite. Almost instantly, though, the pain dissipated and the wound began to heal. I knew that Zara was powerful and that, as a white wolf, she had extraordinary healing abilities. But I was shocked at how fast her wound closed. The black wolf lunged again, letting out a vicious growl. I didn’t understand. Neither did Zara. Why had the black wolf done that? Lucia was my friend. Wasn’t she? Why would her wolf bite mine?Zara was even more confused. It was her first time being let out, and this black wolf was the first one she’d ever seen. She wanted to play with the wolf, to roll around in the sand. Zara’s urge to run prickled through her. She wanted to stretch her legs. There was a primal urge in our wolves – a need t

Zane’s POV“NO!”I ran as fast as I could, with everything I had. My eyes stayed focused on the edge of the cliff. I had to get to the edge of the cliff before she got to me.Lucinda.The evil witch who had found me in Ciderhill. The devious woman who had tricked me, not once, but twice.The dirt kicked up under my feet as I ran. For a brief moment, she was shocked. She never, in a million years, thought I would do this – would jump off a cliff to my death. That brief moment was all I needed.I prayed it was enough time as I sprinted forward.I didn’t know how far down it was. Low clouds swirled around the edge. The wind still howled, even though the rain had lightened.It was a LONG way down. I knew that much. It would hurt. I also knew that. I was grateful that Slade was bound by a blue spell, so he couldn’t force himself to the surface and try to save me. I didn’t want to be saved.I wanted to die.It didn’t matter how much it hurt, tumbling down the cliff. I could break every bone