All Chapters of The Rejected Mate's Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MILA“Fight back!” Rayne growled inside my head. This was just my luck. I didn’t want to be here serving these snobby people and playing their stupid game. The moment I heard Ari whisper to everyone to make me drink, I should’ve stopped there. But no, I wanted to join in the fun and now look at me.I looked down at the knife I was holding in my grip. I didn’t know how to use it, but it was better than nothing. Still, I only saw death in Serena’s eyes causing fear to overcome the small amount of confidence I just had. I ran for the pantry, knowing Serena wouldn’t be able to squeeze in there. This wasn’t my fault. My hand paused over the pantry handle.“This isn’t my fault!”I felt my anger rising, or maybe it was the acid building up in my stomach. Whatever it was, I used it. I turned around to see Serena coming for me and I screamed. Okay, I actually tried to scream but ended up throwing up again. Well, I did have a big lunch to prepare for all the work today, so it was understandable

TYLER **Sexual Intimacy Ahead** Those bastards were still out there, pacing outside the cave entrance. Glowing eyes surrounded us but no one dared to enter. Declan’s growls gave all of them a promise of death if they tried to get closer. Mila’s scent was getting stronger by the second and if I didn’t claim her properly, no telling what they might do. Though, maybe that would be good for us, right? If someone else claimed her, she would be their problem and it would finally break this stupid hold she had on me. “She is OURS TO CLAIM,” Declan bellowed inside my head. “We’re not doing this again, Declan,” I snapped at him. “We will guard her until her heat passes. I’m sure whatever Ari gave her is temporary then we will–” My words caught in my throat as the sweetest scent filled my nostrils then a scream came from behind me. I growled thinking someone had got to Mila and when I turned around, I froze. It took a moment to comprehend what I was seeing. Mila, laying on the ground, one h

TYLERThe tension in the room was palpable as my mom rushed over to pull Gabe off of me.“What the hell are you doing Gabriel?” my mom asked, her voice trembling with anger, but Gabe barely acknowledged her. His eyes followed me as I got up, cautiously watching him in case he decided to blindside me again. I sat behind the Alpha’s–well, my—desk, nursing the busted lip my brother just gave me. He must’ve found out about the party from Mila. Of course she would tell him the truth. It was the only reason I didn’t fight back. “You should ask him,” Gabe growled, pointing an accusing finger at me. “Ask him what he did to Mila–”“Mila?” my mom harshly cut him off with a quick swipe at his shoulder to shut him up. “You’re telling me she’s the reason for this violence? You’re fighting your brother over some… girl? That is not how I raised you.”I laughed at the fact that she believed she raised us. We had our fair share of nannies over the years while she focused on building the business with

MILAMy world shattered the moment Gabe said those words. Everything was falling apart. My things were left on the curb of the packhouse yesterday, and this morning Luna Emily told me I was kicked from the scholarship competition for attacking Arianna. The one time I finally stick up for myself, I get punished for it. And now this–the one person who has always been on my team was speaking nonsense.“I’m sorry, Mila,” Gabe said, glancing around nervously. “But I think it’s best if we break up.”“I don’t underst–”“Gabriel, we should go,” Ari said, walking by us. “Your mother is expecting us, remember?”“I’m coming,” Gabe said harshly before looking at me. “I really am sorry, Mila. I… have to say goodbye.”I watched as he turned to leave the school right behind Arianna. I couldn’t accept it. Not after everything we’ve been through. Something wasn’t right. I followed him outside and grabbed his arm before he got into the car.“What the hell, Gabe? What’s going on?” I searched his face and

MILAIn the chill of the early morning, I stood in front of my parent’s graves. The new year had just begun, and I was preparing to leave for the airport. I clutched the acceptance letter to my chest, thinking of my new beginning, and trying not to remember the heartache from last month. I placed the flowers and the letters on my parents’ graves, melancholy sinking in as I realized this might be the last time. I had visited this place countless times, seeking comfort and guidance from the memories of the only people who loved me unconditionally. I knelt down, tracing my fingers over their names etched in stone. “Hey Mom, Dad. I’m… leaving today. It might be a long time before I come back, but I’m finally getting out of this place. It hasn’t been the same since I lost you two. Honestly, every day it's getting harder and harder to remember the good times we’ve had.” I stopped to wipe the tears that fell down my face. “But don’t worry. I will do better and make you both proud. I will be