All Chapters of Rejected Twice: Redeemed by the Cursed Lycan: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CLAIRE FISCHERI HELD ON to the phone a bit longer than necessary after Alek hung up. He was only gone for a few hours and I was ashamed to say I miss him already.Jora cleared his throat and I spun. He had a vague smile on his face as he gestured towards the phone. "Oh," I blushed and handed it to him. He collected it and placed it on the table."You didn't encounter any issues, did you?" He asked.I shook my head."When I gave you that card," He said, "I expected you to go shopping for the finest dress and pieces of jewelry like a normal woman would," he snorted. "And instead, you took it to a local hospital to admit your friend." "How did you know?" I asked in shock."I got the message notification," He chuckled. "I am surprised.""If you had told me," he continued. "I would have called a doctor friend we had. He would have come here and treated your friend comfortably.""That would have been more expensive," I muttered. "Thank you for the card." I held it out back to him.He rai

ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRALEK WAS FRUSTRATED as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment. He had tried to call the governor's office, but his calls were being redirected; he was on his last nerve already and was unable to look at the files that Harris had sent to him about the warehouse robbery.He got into the house and poured himself a glass of whiskey, sipping it as he pulled off his tie and shirt. He examined his body in the full-length mirror on the wall, looking at the tattoos. In another circumstance, he would have loved them. They were beautiful. He scoffed and walked to the couch with his drink in hand. He sat down heavily on the couch and opened his laptop. There was always a constant inflow of emails that his personal assistant and secretary could not keep up with.He spent the next hours blandly reading the emails. Then he got up and pulled a shirt over his head; a few months ago, he would have called some numbers in his phone, and the girls would have come flocking

LOGAN MILLER"WE HAD ANOTHER attack," Bruce said."Huh?" Logan woke up, stunned. He rubbed his mouth and looked at the clock on his desk. He had fallen asleep on his work desk. "What is it?""There was another attack last night," Bruce repeated.Logan jumped to his feet. "What did they take?""Not much," Bruce said. "To be honest, there was not much to be taken.""What is that look on your face?" Logan asked, frowning as he went to the basin to wash his face with cold water to wake himself up."The rogues attacked 2 men last night," Bruce muttered.Logan stiffened and turned. "They attacked and hurt two of our men?"Bruce nodded. "One of them is badly injured."Logan sprinkled water on his face and dried it with a napkin. "I had taken the rogues to be mere thieves. I never thought they would take it this far..." he wrapped a shawl around his neck and hurried out of his office. "Have you heard?" Fiona asked as soon as he walked into the sitting room. "Our men were hurt... you didn't l

LOGAN MILLERLOGAN WAITED OUT his time throughout the day. He pretended to be interested in what Fiona or Ruth indulged him with, but he knew better. He knew there was a deeper secret hiding behind the smiles of Ruth and Fiona, and even his best friend was in on it."Did you hear what I said?" Fiona asked."Wha?" Logan shook his head. "I was distracted." He placed his hand over hers. "What did you say?"She pouted for a few seconds, then she said, "I was saying that we should host an event. A large event. We will invite every pack around after all, we are the biggest pack in this city.""You... want us to host a party to show that we are the biggest pack in the state?" Logan frowned."Yes..." she giggled and clapped her hands."We have more pressing issues than hosting a party -" Logan muttered, shaking his head."But it is not a bad idea," Bruce said, coming into the sitting room with two glass cups. He handed one to Logan. "It will have many advantages... with the involvement of oth

CLAIRE FISCHERTHE DAYS PASSED in a blur. The training ground was already finished but the school was still in progress. My days were very simple - wake up, eat, oversee the men working, eat again.m, and then it was back to sleep. I had not heard anything from Alek in the past week, and it was adding to the occasional wave of dizziness that I experienced.As I got out of bed, I planned on checking up on Elizabeth. The last I went to see her, she had been feeling considerably better. I washed up and went downstairs for breakfast. As usual, Joram was already at the table, flipping through a large newspaper."Coffee?" He asked without looking up at me as I approached."Yes, please," I said.He gestured with his hand and a servant came forward to pour me a cup. I added milk and sugar as I liked it. "We really have to stop using servants," I leaned forward and said to him. "We are all equal here, no omegas or slaves.""That is up to you to abolish," He raised an eyebrow at me."Well, I