All Chapters of His Rejected Mate (Game Of Wolves Book 3) : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I wasn’t out of my room for more than thirty seconds when Zoe crashed into me, hugging me so tight, I was afraid my ribs would crack.“Oh my gosh. I’m so glad you’re back,” Zoe gushed.Hugging her back, I smiled. “Glad to be back.”Zoe held me at arm’s length and looked me over. “Are you all right? I was literally coming to check on you. I was worried. You’ve been asleep for, like, forever.”“I’m good. I came out to get something for breakfast… or lunch?”Zoe smirked. “You mean dinner? You slept the entire day. We don’t have a huge selection here. Limited supplies, you know? How about some oatmeal?”The whole day? Good gods. My stomach gave another warning rumble at the mention of food. “That sounds fucking fantastic,” I said. “Plain food would be fine at this point.”“We do have some dried fruit and stuff. It won’t be like prison food. Come on.” Zoe pulled me along toward the dining area.In the little carved-out commissary area, Zoe spoke to a younger witch and asked for a serving o

Eli shook her head slowly and glanced around at all of us. “We had the same concern about monsters escaping. A couple of our most powerful magic wielders scried the area beyond the fallen wards. There’s some kind of dark force still in place. It’s something none of them have ever seen before, and whatever it is, isn’t allowing anything to leave the island. While it’s still there, we’re stuck here like every feral, vampire, and all those other creatures in this place.”Something dark and powerful? It made no sense. What could be strange and potent enough that wiccans and fae couldn’t even figure out what it was? As awful as it was to be stuck here, it only pushed me to fight back harder.“Crew,” I said, rounding on the leader, “we can’t keep hiding. There are enough dangers on this fucking island that we can’t also be looking over our shoulder for this mad scientist boogeyman. I didn’t spend that much time with him, but what time I did spend with him told me that he’s crazy, vindictive

“Oh, it’s always been in the plan, then? Good to know,” I said, nodding along. “I was afraid that after all these years, you really were as clumsy as I thought. Whew, that’s a load off my mind.”“I mean, planned or not, you can’t help but jump in to try and rescue me. Do you get off on it, Wyatt? Is it some sort of sexual kink? Do you get a boner when things get tense and dangerous?”We bickered back and forth like we used to before coming to the island, but the dynamic had changed. Instead of irritation in her voice and frustration in mine, there was a softness, a playfulness to the banter that had never been there before. It was the fact that we loved each other. That’s what had changed. We no longer fought that or pushed back on the feelings we’d had for so long.Kira was in the middle of making another dirty joke when I lunged forward, kissing her, cutting her off mid-sentence. After a moment, I pulled away and looked into her eyes, serious again. “I mean it. Tell me if and when y

“Look, if this is more shit about Kira belonging to you, and you wanting me back off, I’m really in no mood for that. You’d do better to shut your mouth and walk away.”Gavin rolled his eyes and huffed out an annoyed sigh. “Well, since Kira went ahead and professed her love to you on live television, and the fact that the two of you can’t keep your fucking hands off each other, I don’t really have a leg to stand on. I’m not going to encroach. But”—he held up a finger—“if we do figure out and fix the broken fated mate connections, and Kira really is meant to be with me, you need to be ready to back off.”“Gavin, for real, can we not—”“I know, I know, we can save that for a later date,” he said. “What I really wanted to talk about is the plan for when we get back to the mainland.”This was getting us nowhere, and I really wanted to find Kira. “What part, Gavin? A lot of shit will be happening if we get back home.”“If the war is really getting as bad as they say, then I doubt your litt

“Not exactly fucked, but we don’t have good odds. If we had a couple of weeks to prepare properly, I’d feel better about it. The problem is, we need to hit Simon in the next two or three days. It’s not an ideal timeline. If we rush in too soon, I can’t help but anticipate a huge number of casualties. Simon will be on his guard; he’ll have his staff and security on high alert.”Wyatt grimaced and nodded. “Yeah. We won’t have the element of surprise on our side this time. I’ve got a feeling the shock factor was the only reason we were successful in getting you, Abel, and Leif out.”“I guess that’s one more thing for us to worry about,” I said ruefully. “I’ll think about it. Maybe some grand plan will pop into my head.”Wyatt chuckled. “Good luck with that.”We got up. I put my empty bowl in the large wooden tub near the door, then followed Wyatt out of the dining hall. At the end of the corridor, I spotted Crew trying to catch up to Chelsey, who was assisting some other Haveners with ch