All Chapters of The Rogue Deity: Until Death Do Us Part: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alinta's mind was clear, but she couldn't stop thinking about her big trip in five days. She revisited the bookmarked webpage on her phone, reading the information repeatedly. Angela was unusually chatty today; for the first time in years, she was excited about their upcoming birthday. Angela's positive mood was uplifted by her human's joyful spirits."I have been thinking about what you said, Ange.""Which subject? I've spoken so much over the past eleven years, and only now do you want to reflect on my words?" Angela teased playfully."Oh, come on! It's not my fault you talk so much," Alinta replied with a small giggle. "But on a more serious note, we really need to visit that jailbird and see if he will finally accept our rejection.""Look at you, growing up! That's my girl," Angela sang with pride. She knew this was a significant step for Alinta. She also hoped that if he could accept the rejection, they would have one shared negative memory to set aside and forget. "When do you w

"My darling Alinta, you are finally awake!" exclaimed a deep, familiar voice."Mr. Crassus?" Alinta replied, a mix of surprise and panic in her voice."Oh, how my heart can now be at ease," he said, greedily cupping the side of her face as he examined her. He noticed the tension in her body language but chose to ignore it."I am so happy I was able to reach you in time before that fool had the chance to take you away from m... ahem, town.""You saved us?" Alinta asked in disbelief, her heart softening as gratitude began to replace the fear she had felt for the man over the past 11 years. "Thank you," she said, her relief evident as tears started to form."Get a grip, girl! I find this whole situation he's orchestrating suspicious!" Angela snarled defensively.Alinta silently thanked her wolf for bringing her back to reality. As she reflected on the event, she noticed Bellinor interpreting her silence as an invitation for affection; he began to caress her cheek lovingly with his thumb.

It was four in the morning when a familiar noise invaded Alinta's dream, like a Viking raid on a peaceful village. She groaned as she woke up to her buzzing alarm. Just as she was about to turn it off, she remembered that today was the day of their trip. Alinta jumped out of bed, brushed her teeth, and took a quick shower. Since comfort was key to her travels, she put on some jeans, sneakers, and a pretty navy top that matched her shoes. Alinta tied her thick red hair into a high ponytail and opted for light makeup: some foundation powder, eyeliner, mascara, and cherry lip gloss. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed her handbag and stepped out of the cottage, just in time to see the taxi driver ready to help with her luggage.Alinta arrived at the bus station an hour before departure. Great, some time to grab snacks for the road, she thought. Just then, she caught a familiar scent and anxiously spun around, only to find Bellinor standing among the trees, almost hidden in their s

Bellinor released Alinta to cover his mouth as he coughed uncomfortably, trying to get his thoughts together. Her words were completely unexpected. Though determined to change her perspective of him, Bellinor slips his free hand under her jaw to cup the side of her face, making her look at him."My dear, please rather see me as your beloved protector, for my feelings for you are so much more. If ever I wanted to be a father it would only be of our future pups," he whispered sensually close to her ear."Oh my!" Alinta reddened uncomfortably, then continued, "Um...but I first would like to find my true..." Bellinor silenced her as he kissed Alinta. She tried to retreat from his hold, but he tightened his grip. Hoping to sway her mind, believing she would melt in his arms by his touch. Alinta gasped through her nose in surprise. Instead of a quick peck, Bellinor snaked another hand behind her head, holding her in place, pressing himself against her soft lips, praying the kiss would trans

Alinta was so excited. She had just boarded the plane and found her seat. It had been an hour and a half since she ran from the silver-haired stranger, and Angela had been awfully quiet. This usually happened when Angela was genuinely pissed off.“Ange, are you angry with me?” Alinta asked, worried. She waited for a response, but there was none. Alinta felt regret wash over her as a pit of unease settled in her stomach. She never wanted to upset her best friend, but she had her reasons. It was just too absurd; no werewolf in history had ever had a second-chance mate. Why now? Why right before their birthday? Was it because Eddison finally rejected her? That would explain the timing, but still... he shouldn't exist. Did the Moon finally realise he had made a mistake, just like he had with the imperfect lesser deity?“Geez, your thoughts are so loud!” Angela giggled like a little girl.“Ange! Are you okay?” Alinta asked anxiously.“Yeah. Why do you sound so stressed?” Angela replied, co