All Chapters of His Rejected Mate (Game Of Wolves Book 3) : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

No, they were all families from the upper-level packs. It was ridiculous that they were all huddled away here, rubbing elbows while their packs were out fighting each other. Another fucking sham that proved the highest levels of pack society were so corrupt, they could do something like this. The First Pack had been ordering attacks on the Second Pack’s factions while both pack leaders were hanging out here, sipping fucking wine together. They didn’t give a damn that innocent people were dying. Why would they care when their mansions and yachts would all be fine and dandy once it all blew over?I heard the familiar drone of those hovering cameras that had plagued us on Bloodstone Island. If I’d had a rock, I’d have thrown it at one of them.“You call this justice?” Kira said. “What does that mean? What is all this for?”An operative pointed at the stage. “This is where the acolytes who fucked everything up are going to be cross-examined before they’re executed.”Kira looked at him lik

Moments after Callista used the device, dozens of Tranquility operatives, Fangmore City police, and what looked like The Reject Project corporate security flooded the city street, dispersing the crowd with threats, shoves, and tasers and non-lethal magic weapons. The moment these new arrivals showed up, the hovering cameras shut down and flew off to wherever they were housed.With the cameras off and the crowd being herded away, Callista let the television facade slip away. Turning a baleful glare at us, she said, “You two annoying little shits had to show up now?” The vitriol in her voice was shocking to hear, even to me.“Yes,” Kira said, not backing down from the other woman. “To save innocent people? Of course.”“Are you really this stupid?” Callista asked, pointing toward the four tied-up men. “If I’d been allowed to execute these acolytes, it might have appeased the warring packs and stopped this meaningless war. Once all the old acolytes were killed, we could install new ones i

“Thank you for bringing them, Anthony,” Lawrence said to the chauffeur.“My pleasure, sir.”Lawrence turned to greet us all, but his eyes lingered on Wyatt and me more than the others. “Welcome. I’m happy to have you here as my guests. I would like…” He trailed off as his eyes flicked to the claiming marks on our necks. “My apologies. I’d like to bring you inside. I have rooms for all of you—food, showers, whatever you would like. You are guests here in my home.”“Thank you, Mr. Rivers,” Crew said formally.Lawrence nodded and turned his full attention on Wyatt. “Son. You’ve, uh, well you’ve grown into a far stronger alpha than I ever could have dreamed.”Wyatt smiled humorlessly. “Really, Dad? Is that where we’re going with this?”Lawerence’s smile faltered a bit. “I don’t—”“Not surprising you see me different now,” Wyatt said. “Last time you saw me, I was nothing but a neglected child. Left to figure out life with a bunch of tutors and instructors, and then that bitch of a fated ma

Serenity stared up at me as I stood directly beside her chair.“You may not bite, but I do.” I leaned down, putting my face near hers. “Normally, I would ignore this sad, and”—I glanced down at the low-cut dress and her tits that were almost flopping out—“desperately slutty attempt to get even a passing glance from a wolf whom you treated like shit all those years ago. I can’t ignore it, though. Maybe Wyatt can forgive you one day for messing with his head when he was a kid, but I don’t have to.” Pressing my face even closer, forcing her to lean away from me, I added, “If you ever cross my pack or Wyatt’s again, I’ll show you how well a lower-pack alpha female can ruin you. Bloodstone Island will look like a playground compared to what I’ll do to you.”Lawrence adjusted himself in his chair. “Ladies, this isn’t necessary.”“And you,” I said, shifting my ire from Serenity to him. “Wyatt and I are fated mates. We’ve claimed each other, and that isn’t changing. Maybe one day, you can yan

“A courier dropped off a message for you two about five minutes ago,” Eli began. “It’s a formal invite from Von Thronton for you guys to be on a live broadcast. They want you there within two hours if we want the whole world to know you’re alive.”“Holy hell,” I mumbled. “We can never get away from this guy.”“How did he know we were here?” Kira asked.Eli gave Kira an incredulous look. “Dozens of people, including Callista Oborin, saw those Second Pack shifters hustling us into that limo. They know who Wyatt Rivers and his father are. Not difficult to connect the dots.”“Eli, can you give me and Kira a few minutes? We need to talk about this.”The fallen angel nodded and departed.“What do you want to do?” I asked my mate. I could sense the dread in her mind.“I think we do it,” she said.“Seriously? That easy?”“Yeah. The whole reason we came here was to find Simon and the showrunners. Now Simon apparently is a showrunner. There’s a chance they’ll be wherever Von is. It’ll be like k