All Chapters of Rejected By Ex-Husband, I Married His Brothers-In-Law : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

NADIAThe triplets' faces darkened, their eyes blazing with fury. "You think you can insult us, tell us what to do?" Zayne growled, his voice low and menacing. "We are the Lycan Kings, the most feared in all packs. We are the most dangerous and ruthless alphas to ever come across. We are feared by all nations and territories."Mario's eyes flashed with anger. "We won't be insulted, we won't be told what to do," he snarled. "Not even by our own parents. You should be grateful that we're your sons, that we're willing to put up with your insults and your attempts to control us."Tristan's voice was like thunder. "You're just jealous of our power, of our strength," he said. "You're jealous that we're the ones who will inherit the throne, not you. You're just trying to hold on to your power, to your control over us."As they spoke, their eyes began to turn yellow, their bodies tensing as they fought to control their shifting. I could sense the anger in their voices, the fury that was build

NADIAI decided to rest, shutting off my laptop and closing my eyes, hoping to quiet my racing mind. But as I lay there, I couldn't seem to shake off the thoughts of Georgina and Olga. My mind kept wandering back to them, wondering what their connection was, and why Olga's name had popped up on that friend list.As I lay there, a nagging thought crept into my mind. What if they actually knew each other personally? What if they had a history together? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my heart rate increase.I tried to push the thought away, telling myself that it was just my imagination running wild. But the more I tried to ignore it, the more it seemed to linger in my mind.I thought about all the times I had confided in Olga, all the times I had trusted her with my deepest secrets. And now, I was starting to wonder if I had made a mistake.I thought about Georgina, and how she had seemed so perfect, so polished. But now, I was starting to see her in a different lig

NADIAAs I followed the king out of the dining room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. Where was he taking me? And why did he want to speak with me in private? I tried to push the thoughts aside and focus on the present moment, but my mind kept wandering back to all the possible reasons why the king might want to talk to me.The king led me to a quiet, secluded room deep within the palace. The room was dimly lit, with only a few candles flickering to light the space. The soft glow of the candles cast shadows on the walls, making the room feel cozy and intimate. But despite the peaceful atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach.The king gestured for me to sit down in one of the plush armchairs, and I hesitated for a moment before complying. As I sat down, I couldn't help but feel a sense of tension. My shoulders were stiff, my hands were clenched, and my heart was racing. I tried to take a few deep breaths to calm m

NADIAAs I finished speaking, the king's expression changed. He looked deep into my eyes, his gaze piercing and intense. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he stared at me, his eyes seeming to bore into my very soul.I was still waiting for him to respond, to tell me more about this person who he thought could help him. But instead, his face suddenly changed from that emotional, vulnerable expression to a serious, intense one.The king's eyes seemed to narrow, his gaze becoming even more piercing. I felt like he was seeing right through me, like he could read my very thoughts. I tried to look away, but I couldn't. I was trapped in his gaze, unable to escape.And then, in a voice that was low and serious, he spoke. "The person, Nadia," he said, his eyes still locked on mine. "The person who can help me… is you."I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Me? I was the person who could help the king? I didn't understand. What could I possibly do to help him? What could I possibly have

NADIAI stood tall, my heart still pounding in my chest, and turned to walk away from the king. I had made my decision, and I wasn't going to let him change my mind. As I reached the door, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was finally free from the king's demands.I took a deep breath and let my shoulders relax. I had been so tense and anxious during my conversation with the king, but now I felt like I could finally breathe again. I walked out of the room, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had stood up for myself and for what I wanted, and that felt amazing.Just as I was about to walk out of the palace, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw that I had a message from an unknown number. I raised an eyebrow, wondering who could be texting me. I didn't recognize the number, and I wasn't sure if I should open the message.But my curiosity got the better of me. I opened the message, expecting it to be some kind of spam or advertisement. Maybe it was a wr