All Chapters of Rejected and claimed by the alpha beast : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Tell me what you want,” Rygan whispered into her ear, his hands trailing down her spine. His touch felt like a drug, making her dizzy. She wanted more of it; she wanted him to consume her whole. She felt her claws sprout out, her canines sharpen, and a change in the air as her instincts heightened. She traced those claws on Rygan’s skin, her wolf greedy for more.an unchecked hunger for him sizzled in her system. Elise felt like she was losing herself, losing the battle between her and her wolf again. She couldn’t let it take absolute control like it did before, not again. “Tell me,” Rygan’s voice echoed, her hands fisting in his broad shoulders, pulling him in as she began to murmur softly against his skin. She wanted so much for him to take her roughly on the ground, to make love to her until she was full and sated. “I need...I need,” she whimpered. “I need to stop,” she whispered, finally gaining the courage to pull away from him. That dark tension shriveled up, and she

“Hold on to me,” Rygan instructs as his hands move to sweep under her thigh, catching her in a bridal position. He makes sure her hand is wrapped tightly around his neck before he races at full speed. Elise dipped her nose further into his nape, taking in his scent to cool the aching heat rising in her core, but it wasn't enough; she wanted to feel the warmth of his inviting skin. Stormy clouds darkened as the wind blew faster and the rain began to fall, but he was quick to get into the cabin before any real damage could occur. They were both damp from the rain showers that had finally turned into a full-blown storm. He took up the match and lit the fireplace, with Elise dropped on the large couch. But as he adds more wood to the fireplace, Elise stands up from the couch, her eyes glazed with lust. Rygan then hears a quiet thud, and he turns to see that his wet, heavy tunic is now on the ground and Elise is naked. Her perky breasts were halfway covered by her damp, long ha

Elise was still in the bathroom when she heard the door creak open. With Rygan staring calmly at her, he looked like he hadn’t slept for days, his eyes cast with paranoia, cautious not to say the wrong thing and ruin everything. “Um, hey, are you okay?” He muttered, staring and studying her body. Elise was naked, with rough hand marks courtesy of Rygan’s feral lust, it made him recall how much she moaned and writhed under him when she climaxed, and how he fucked and filled her for days. Elise pushed her hair till it fell over her chest and nape before she spoke.“You left hickeys—a lot of them,” she murmured, checking her littered body. “I need to take a shower.” “We need to talk,” he said to Elise. She froze at the seriousness of his tone, swallowing a breath before turning her fully naked body to him. “I can't walk or think straight, especially if I’m still covered in this,” she said, referring to the cum stains on her body. "So, please let me at least take a shower," she

Kyren Gerwolff has arrived at the Blackmoon Pack. His eerie presence alone made the whole hall erupt in whispers. His chin was raised in a show of his power and pride. A barrage of the younger and weaker wolves had looks of apprehension and fear on their faces. Knowing this was the alpha male and monster that held their king captive for months, no one trusted him. It becomes worse when Elise feels the stares turn towards her. Her gaze locks with Kyren, and a tremor of nerves begins to bite at her, but she controls her face into one of stoic indifference like Rygan has taught her. Kyren wasn’t going to win this. Kyren makes his way to where she stands with Taz and Kaide, who had quietly come to her side, even though she ended things with him just a moment ago. From their beta stance and scent, she could tell they were trying to hold back their growls from attacking and killing Kyren right there in the hall. Kyren's face was immediately in awe when she saw Elise; the glimmer

Warning: This chapter depicts notes of self-harm. . . . **** The moment Elise heard those words of doubt come from Rygan, she stood up and slapped him right across the face. “How dare you accuse me, Rygan?” She whispered out in disbelief. Her heart was breaking with each word. “I'm not, and I never will, but Alvira had testified to the Elders that after she talked to you, when she saw you talking with Kyren, another female servant said the same thing.” Elise couldn’t believe it was Rygan who was saying this; he didn’t believe her. "She is lying!…Rygan…” She felt like she couldn’t breathe—no, she couldn’t at all. Rygan noticed it with wide eyes as he came forward, and she felt Rygan’s hands wrap around her shoulder. “You’re having a panic attack; I need you to breathe for me." She pushed his hands away, shoving them at his chest. “Stay the hell away from me!” She called out in pain. "Our alpha doesn’t trust us; our alpha doesn’t trust us!" Her wolf whined in di