All Chapters of Rejected and claimed by the alpha beast : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Taz had invited them back to his place; the walk to his home felt uncomfortable to Elise, especially after what had just happened at the ring and the misunderstanding with Rygan because of it. Rygan and Alvira's arms were still entwined as she caressed his forearm and flirted with him through the walk, while Elise, Kaide, and Tazmin followed behind. Elise was sheltered in the middle of the betas, who conversed as they walked to his home. It was very close to Rygan Mansion but was more privately covered with large trees that surrounded the space. Its entrance felt like a forest, but Elise was behind a beautiful, dark oak mansion. The pathway was lit by dim lights that gave the whole walkway and home a dark yet majestic ambiance, and right beside his home was an outdoor sitting area with a large bonfire in the middle. “Make yourselves comfortable, the new couples too, unless you want to have a chance with me instead, Red; I promise I’m good in bed,” he teased with a wink. “W

Rygan's POV My head throbbed like a sore blow Taz gives from a sparring gone wrong. One moment, I was lost in a blissful dream with Elise, finally free from Alvira's clutches. We'd spent the night tangled in a joyous mess, whispering promises of forever from our lovemaking. Now, a suffocating dread coiled in my gut. A scent, not the familiar lavender that usually lingered by my side, jolted me awake. Panicked, I scrambled away from the warm weight on my chest. A peek to my side revealed Alvira, sprawled naked across my bed. The mix of our scents in the air confirmed the horrifying truth. "What the hell is this?" I choked out, fury battling disbelief. A ghost of a smile played on Alvira's lips as she stretched. "Good morning, Alpha." Before she could reach for me, I snarled, "Don't you dare." Her smile faltered.now her face forms into one of a cold and brutal seductionist ready to trap her prey. "Why the sudden coldness, Rygan? We had a wonderful night," she purred reach

“I will tell you everything that I can,” Elise starts. "Yes, I do have powers, but I am still confused about my abilities, and I cannot trust anyone so easily... I'm terrified even by the thought of them seeing me like a freak, just like my father and Kyren.” "—shh,” Vienna cut her off. “You can explain to me at your own pace; I promise you that you are safe. And I will not judge you,” she assures. The strong will in her encouraging gaze made Elise's heartbeat calmer. She nods in understanding before following the healer into a warmer space, where the dark wood floors match the large brown stone fireplace. Vienna then leads her to an L-shaped sofa with two comfy armchairs beside it. She takes a seat on the soft couch while Vienna rushes to the stove by the kitchen, to place a warm cup chamomile tea, with its calm scent that wafts aruond the room, which she positions on the table to warm Elise up. She urges Elise to take a sip that calms her nerves before she mutters, "Where

His kiss was intoxicating. A primal heat flared within Elise, warring with the voice of reason in her head. She tried to resist, a flicker of defiance sparking in her eyes. But Rygan's touch ignited a wildfire in her senses, a yearning she couldn't explain. Each brush of his lips, each graze of his hand, sent a jolt through her body, leaving her breathless and wanting more. He deepened the kiss, his tongue a forceful exploration. It was a clash of dominance and surrender, a dance between control and raw desire. Her mind swam, consumed by the intoxicating scent of pine needles and earth that clung to him, a scent uniquely Rygan and utterly captivating. A whimper escaped her lips as his hand traced a path down her spine, sending shivers cascading over her skin. Her nipples hardened, aching with a sensitivity she'd never known. His touch was a brand, a searing claim that sent a delicious wave of panic and exhilaration through her. "Rygan," she breathed, her voice tremblin

Elise's POV It wasn’t a coincidence that Alvira wanted me at the party; it seemed too obvious that she had something planned for me. But I could place a finger on what she was really playing at . I couldn’t even bring myself to decline, but when all the elders were looking at me with so much judgment and hate for harming their most precious she-wolf, of course, I had to accept. Especially since more harm was already done to my little reputation, the servants and other wolves looked at me with so much contempt for hurting Alvira when I didn’t do it at all. The day of the rites ball came, and I was in my chambers, pacing up and down as I watched the sun go down.and so did my confidence I had earlier to face Alvira and the whole pack. I was so lost in thought that I couldn’t care less if I caught a cold from how damp my hair still was as I walked out to the small balcony on the edge of my room. The sunset looked elegant—the only peaceful thing in my life right now. I heard