All Chapters of Awakening the Rejected Queen: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Zane’s POVBrinsle dressed quickly, so I followed suit and did the same. She seemed anxious to get this over with.“We’ll have to keep sleeping in here together,” she said as she pulled on her blouse. “But I think Lucinda was satisfied with what she saw. So we can keep our clothes on at night.”I nodded, agreeing that was best.“Follow me,” she said, leaving the small hut. Out on the trail, she veered to the left, further down the trail than I’d been.“Where are we going?” I asked.“You’ll see,” she sighed.We walked under some more tree houses. Some of the witches looked down at us as we walked. The younger ones couldn’t hide their jealousy. They wished they were with me, that they had been chosen as my first sex partners. I saw the look in their eye.Suddenly, a red rose fell in front of me. I looked up. A young girl with braids smiled down at me. I bent to pick up the rose, but Brinsle slapped my hand. “Don’t you dare,” she said.I looked quizzically at her.“It’s probably la

Zane’s POVIt made perfect sense.I’d seen Sullivan’s power, and it was enough to obliterate anything in its path. But there was a weakness. The reason her ancestors hadn’t killed off all the wolves years ago was because they COULDN’T.There was something about our wolves that prevented them from doing so. That’s why the wolves above me were bound with blue light. It had something to do with their weakness.Brinsle hadn’t been able to tell me. But she’d shown me. I saw it now.“It’s our wolves,” I told her.She nodded. “There is no such thing as limitless power. Even the greatest power has a weakness. It’s to keep the universe balanced.”A thought hit me then. “Is that why you eat the werewolves? To ingest their power?”She chuckled and shook her head. “No. We don’t want nor need the power of the wolf. We just like the taste. It’s a delicacy for us. It makes us…how shall I put this…euphoric?”I could understand that. The taste of blood and flesh made us wolves feel something, too. It

Zane’s POV“You can’t be fucking serious!” Brinsle stopped, putting her hands on her hips.“Afraid so,” I sighed.I’d just told Brinsle that I couldn’t unleash Slade. I explained that he’d been injured during a big fall. And he wasn’t quite right now. He was weak and disabled.Brinsle was incredulous.“But you HAVE to escape!” she said. “We can’t keep faking sex forever. Eveuntually, she’ll find out. Lucinda. And then she’ll MAKE me have sex with you and…”I put my hand on her arm.“Calm down,” I said. “I’ll figure something out. Don’t worry. Just because I can’t use my own wolf doesn’t mean I can’t escape.”She blinked and then narrowed her eyes. “Well, you better find a way,” she told me. “If you don’t, I’ll tell Lucinda that you’re trying to help Calista escape. Lucinda will kill her.” Brinsle shrugged and kept walking.Great. So now Callie’s life was on my shoulders, too.The next few days flew by in a blur. Brinsle and I spent a lot of time holed up in our hut. Lucinda assumed we

Zane’s POVThe feast?It was today?I was instantly pulled from my sweet reverie of my dear, sexy Eden. I ripped off my blankets.“What do you mean, today you feast on wolves?” I asked, incredulous.“I mean,” Brinsle replied, annoyed, pulling a dress over her head, “that today we’re having a huge bonfire. So we can barbeque the wolves we’ve been keeping in the cages.”“And you’re okay with this?”“Why wouldn’t I be?” she shrugged.“Because!” I declared. My voice trailed off though. She was right. Why WOULDN’T she be okay with this. She was a witch, after all. And witches loved to eat werewolf meat. I was expecting too much from Brinsle. She’d agreed to help me escape, but she wasn’t doing it for me. She was doing it for her. Because she didn’t want to get pregnant with my baby.I’d misconstrued the situation.Just because she was helping me escape didn’t mean she suddenly liked werewolves. The look in her eyes was clear. She still destested me and my kind.And she was VERY much lookin

Eden’s POV“SHIT!” Storm yelled, his voice reverberating through the helicopter. “We’ve been shot!” He struggled with the controls, trying to regain control of the helicopter.It was no use though. The helicopter hurled through the air. The seconds felt like eternity as we grasped whatever we could to steady ourselves.This isn’t happening, I thought to myself in horror. Not now.We had FINALLY escaped that awful island. Murietta had put a knife straight through Demetrius in a fit of revenge. Then she’d jumped on top of him, stabbing him into a pulp of mushy, bloody flesh.Murietta was now the head of the Santonio Mafia family, and she had sworn her allegiance to us. She was going to help us and withdraw her support for Alpha Skylar and his warriors. The tides had turned and as we flew away from that island with its unhinged ways, I had felt hope for the first time in a long time.Zane was okay. He’d come to me, somehow, in ethereal form. I’d felt his presence. He was alive. Zara was