All Chapters of Lycan Heart-The Rejected Mate : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Once again, I found myself floating out of Zane’s room and through the hallway while my mind struggled to keep up and process what I had just been told. I was…a hybrid? A werewolf and a witch? The thought, at first, felt overwhelming, but now it felt like a sickening awakening to the reality that had been shoved down my throat ever since I was young. I was useless. Not only was my wolf extremely weak and sometimes nonexistent, but I also had zero magic even though I was a witch.I felt overwhelmed, confused, and a whole lot of emotions.However, just as I turned the corner and was about to head toward my room, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. “I see you’re still here,”Looking up, I found Callahan leaning against the wall, hands folded as he glared subtly in my direction. “I thought you were smart to take my offer and run.”I sighed, not the least bit in the mood of dealing with Zane’s uncle. “And I told you, I don’t want it.”Saying this, I attempted to walk past him,

~Cana’s POV:I was sure I hadn’t been asleep for more than thirty minutes, but to open my eyes and find Zane leaning over me, was enough to startle me.I yelped loudly and nearly fell off my chair, had he not caught me.“Careful,” He smiled, gently pulling me upright and staring me in the eyes.I was still a bit startled but nodded and thanked him.“I’m sorry for startling you, didn’t mean to.” He apologized, chuckling. Both the sound of his chuckles- rather melodic and addicting, might I tell you- and the sight of him chuckling could send heat shooting straight up my cheeks.I turned away, hoping he didn’t catch on, and then, remembered the position we were in.He was close, a bit too close.“It’s fine,” I muttered and eased out of his hold, gently. He frowned ever so slightly, but I ignored it, hoping that by this time, he would have gotten used to the fact that I was never going to accept another mate. Just the thought of that alone scared me. What if he turned out like Axel, or

~Zane’s POV:The mention of his name had my wolf growling, angrily. That bastard sure had some nerves showing his face here after everything he had done to Cana. And what was this, he wanted to see her? In his dreams! “Send him away,” I demanded, sure as hell that much like me, Cana didn’t want to see that bastard. But the moment she raised her hand, stopping Leah, I knew she had other plans.“No, let him in.” She said.I turned to face her, frowning at her choice of action. “Cana,” She turned to face me with a subtle smile the moment I called her name. “I know what I’m doing.”I shook my head. I would have loved to believe that, but something told me that Cana didn’t know when to draw the line with her old pack. She was attached to them…to Axel, even after everything that had been done to her.I wished she could open her eyes and see the realization in front of her. Orleans pack no longer mattered to her. Although she was denying it, soon, she’d accept the fact that we’re ma

~Ivy's POV:Axel was pissed when he returned that night. I could feel, see, and even smell it. When he stormed into the pack house disrupting the phone call I had been on, he looked like a madman right about ready to tear anything down anything that came into his path. What made him so mad? I wondered as I watched him for a few seconds, pacing the living room back and forth. I opened my mouth to question the sudden change in his mood, after all, he looked more than happy when he had left this morning, but one of the maids present beat me to it. “Alpha, is everything alright?”Axel shot her a glare that had me feeling glad that she was the one who had spoken first. Although I greatly doubted that Axel would have glared that way at me. He loved me far too much to do so. The maid, getting the memo, quickly bowed her head and scurried off, leaving Axel to continue his angered frenzy. Putting the phone away, I decided it was time to intervene and stood up. Approaching him, I release

~Cana’s POV:Cassandra stormed into the kitchen and without an ounce of hesitation, she gripped my upper arm, nails purposefully digging into my skin as she yanked me away from the biscuit. I hissed in pain and glared at her. “Are you crazy?” My question stunned her, I could tell. Perhaps, she had expected the Cana who had tucked tails between her legs and ran, the one she was used to seeing, but no, today, she wasn’t dealing with that Cana.“You,” She began as soon as the surprise wore off. Her words were followed by a disbelieving scoff and then a smirk. “You rude bitch, how dare you talk to me that way?” She yanked on my hand once again, as if to prove a point in her next words. “Who do you think you are in this pack? A rouge thing like you dare open her mouth and disrespect me?”“And who are you that I shouldn’t disrespect?” Saying this, I yanked my hand free. “I’d behave if I were you, Cassandra, this isn’t Ivy’s playground. Look around and stop acting like a spoilt brat who ca