All Chapters of Fleeing her Rejected Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Each thrust of Nikolai’s hips sends a wave of hot pleasure right through me. I writhe, my hands clenching the sheets, back arched and my eyes rolling into the back of my head… “Right there, Niko.”For a moment, it’s like a fever dream. Nikolai’s hands are fisted on the mattress, keeping me locked in place as his heat wraps us both. His scent of sea salt and lavender surrounds us in a soft haze and though we’re both covered in a shiny sheen of sweat, because of his scent I feel clean and fresh, the woody notes of lavender taking me to a cabin and the sea salt transporting me to a beach.I feel each limb in my body begin to tingle. I’m so close. Just a bit more.A phone rings and yanks me away from my climax. Nikolai curses under his breath but the buzz of his phone is a constant vibration echoing through the room. He picks the call and though it’s not on loudspeaker I hear each word of the guard’s report.“The new Luna has arrived at the borders, Alpha Nikolai. Her envoy should be at

I spend the rest of the morning making sure every member of the pack can get something to eat. I keep feeling the urge to vomit and as a new wave of nausea suddenly overcomes me I go upstairs to get one of the pills I keep in my bedside drawer. Instead, a ruby red lace pantie stares me back in the face, right at the door of our room.Husky laughter, soft and erotic greets my ears, “Stop with the teasing, Nik and just fuck me.” Nikolai’s laughter runs through our mate bond like a skitter of alcohol in my bloodstream. I can almost see him smiling against her lips as he responds, “I have a meeting not long from now so i can’t, but that doesn’t mean one of us can’t get off.”Nadia’s soft moans come next and a heavy wave of bile rushes up my throat. It burns like acid and I rush back down the hallway, dashing down the stairs.I’m lucky to have gotten to one of the flower pots by the doors to the packhouse. I puke into it and some of the nausea retreats as I let it out but I know this is

He reaches out as i dash away. I feel his hand graze strands of my hair.Fear shudders through me as I scramble onto the bed but it doesn’t take a minute for him to get onto me. A large hand grabs my ankle and with male strength it yanks back. I scream.The smell of blood wafts into my nose.My blood. He gets on top of me, slapping my hands to the side and pinning them above my head. With his other hand he delivers a sharp slap to the side of my face and presses the knife to the side of my cheek. The coldness of the blade seeps into my skin.I wriggle against him, eyes stinging from tears and my heart pounding. I beg, “Please, please let me go.”Nikolai never let me watch his warriors train but my parents used to let me watch ours. The assassin chuckles and smirks at me, “You are one stupid bitch.”The moment i see his blood hungry gaze relax I yank hard. I free one of my hands and I hit his nose as hard as I can. As the sharp soft crack rings out he releases a grunt of pain, I hit