All Chapters of Rejected by the Alpha: Mated to the savage Lycan: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

MITCH CHESTERHE HELD ON to Anna's hand even though she drifted off again, he watched the slow rise and fall of her chest. "She is going to be fine," His beast growled. Mitch nodded to convince himself, and then he stood up and went to the front room."Is she getting better?" He asked Lorna."You, tell me," Lorna replied. "The children told me she woke up." Mitch nodded. "That's an improvement," Lorna said. "I was not expecting her to wake up until a couple of days."Mitch snorted. "Do you have any of those weird teas? I need one.""I don't have any "weird" tea," Lorna snapped. "But there's coffee."Mitch nodded. "I'd take that."As Lorna poured the steaming drink into a small ceramic cup, she asked, "Did Anna say anything when she woke up?"Mitch took a small sip of the coffee and nodded. "This is good coffee."Lorna scoffed. "I grew the seeds in the backyard.""With these conditions?" He asked, gesturing out at the snow and ice all around."You underestimate her witchy powers," Enri

RICK FORSONTHE PAST DAYS have been a whole Rollercoaster for Rick and the Red Moon pack. Omega slaves have all been raised and were not integrated members of the pack and they have been shared into different branches of the pack. He found some very strong wolves amongst them that became part of the warriors; some became trackers and scout patrols, and some became nurses and healers of the pack. The newly added numbers made the pack run even smoother than it used to.Although many people, especially the high-ranked wolves, did not like this new change. Most of the high-ranked wolves felt that it was disrespectful for them to work with "omega slaves" as equals, and they still tried to impose their authority in secret.Beth and Charles were also among the people that hated this change.Rick knew what was going on between his wife and the man from the council, but if he pretended not to know. He preferred to be underrated by his enemies. A small knock came through his bedroom door; think

FEW CENTURIES AGO, 50 B.C.EA POORLY DRESSED man marched through the stone-cobbled street, dragging a little dirty boy roughly. "Faster, boy!" The man snarled. They splashed barefoot through the puddle that muddied the road. The man barged through a small wooden shack. It was a rowdy bar filled with loud, half-drunk men.The man dragged the boy through the crowd and to the far back of the bar. He sat on a keg opposite another fat man and pushed the boy forward. "Here he is," the man said. "He can clean, and he will do anything you want him to. Anything."The fat man chuckled and leaned forward with some difficulty. "Is that so?"The man nodded and slapped the boy on the back, pushing him forward. The boy clasped his hands and looked as the fat man regarded him like a slab of meat."He is a bit skinny for my taste," The fat man said."Oh I can have him fattened up," The first man replied urgently. "He will have the family's portion for a week, he will become fat."The young boy did not

MITCH CHESTERGOING BACK TO the territory of the Kylin pack was something Mitch never thought would happen. Not even in his wildest thoughts. But he needed to know everything he could that could tell him more about what Vladimir wanted with Anna. Feeling a little remorse for the fight and the effect it had on Lorna, he went to the hospital to check on his uncle. Enrique was lying on the bed; he was awake but unmoving, and Mitch could see the healing process on the burn scars all over Enrique's chest and arms. He turned his head and followed Mitch with his eyes as Mitch walked in, "Have you come to your senses and decided to end her life?"Mitch snorted and pulled a chair closer. He sat down heavily and sighed. "Anna is nothing like her father.""That is what you would like to think," Enrique snarled, weakly."Are you anything like my father?" Mitch asked. "My father was a... pacifist. Are you anything like that?"Enrique scoffed and turned away, muttering, "That's different and you k

MITCH CHESTERMITCH DRUMMED HIS hand on the steering as he waited for the Alpha of this pack to come. He noticed that it was becoming a habit of his. He sighed and stopped, but the nervous energy went to his foot, and he tapped it against the floor softly.Driving for 4 hours without stopping made his joints stiff and his back ached, but he did not want to step out of the car until the alpha came. The patrol guards hovered around his car as one of them went to call Alpha Rick under Mitch's command.He looked around the pack where Anna grew up. The pack that had led the antagonism on his father and his father's father for generations. It was a pretty boring surroundings. He was so used to seeing mountains everywhere, not like here. There were evergreen woods and plains around the borders.After a few minutes, he saw the men approaching. He stayed behind the tinted glass of the Gwagon, observing the man who had been Anna's first mate. He was a plain man; his hair was blonde streaked with