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Chapter Sixteen
Amante POV
Having a human mate had its perks as well. Allyssa is such a weakling, vulnerable, and easy to crash within my grasp.I ravage on her delicate body as soon as the feast celebrated for my successful hunting ended.
I was delighted when I heard from my packmates that they haven’t seen her out. She stayed in her room as instructed for all the days I have gone away. That’s a clear sign of her obedience and subordination. But still, I found myself resenting her.
Marina was with her when I entered her room. Both girls were having the best of their times, I saw that. Marina was fixing Allyssa's silky black hair into a roy
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The Rejected Quisling Chapter Seventeen
Amante POV “Amante, your human mate is by the lake, making a scene with some packmates. Fetch her up now!”, a sudden mind link from an irritated Beta Emir penetrates inside my mind as soon as I step on the territorial borderline. I am taken aback by the tone of voice he uses at me. How dare he! I was just trying to get ahold of him to announce my arrival thru the mind link. I never expected to be barked upon by some jerk. I feel my heating blood rushing up my face. I am completely humiliated! Though the mind link is just between us two, I could not help but be offended. He's shouting at me like some petty doggie wagging its tail at his command. “Growl…I will!”, I replied and shut him off, the air seems to be engulfed by an invisible fire of wrath. “Go by yourselves to the storehouse. I've got somewhere else t
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Eighteen
Amante POV It’s hard to believe that there are creatures still unknown to the world of darkness. Sure, I have heard tales of vampires and some mystical forest entities like fairies, and even mermaids, but their existence has long been forgotten. They have gone on hibernation to nowhere some hundreds of years ago. Only our race, werewolves, have the guts to survive along with humans. We rule, or so I thought! It took me an hour or so to get to the point of view of the battleground. I fail to urge Amaltheo to shift and I have to painstakingly, without stopping once, run through the frozen land of Verte Monde in my naked human form. The night is filled with darkness, not a sight of the moon or even stars. The cold gust of s
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Nineteen
Amante POV There’s chaos everywhere. Several she-wolves with their children howl over their dead mates. The pack grounds are a terrible sight to see. I notice the Luna fetches her bloody husband and they enter their abode solemnly. The wailings never seem to cease at any point in time. It’s horrible in here. ********* The screaming and crying out loud of those left behind still lingers in my mind. I can sense their sanity fading away, barely holding on to their unfortunate life. The gasps, those terrible hiccups coming from those innocent, little ones. Why do they have to suffer in this unjust world? We were simply living our lives peaceful
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Twenty
Amante POV All werewolves have their spirit wolf. At some certain age, our wolves are awakened. It is an essential part of our existence. It distinguishes us from humans. It is known to be the strongest part of our being. When in wolf form, our senses are heightened, our strengths tripled, and we can smell and sense our mate at an approximate distance. In human form, our wolf stays inside our minds, like some sort of inner ghost and/or in human language “conscience”. They are supposed to be our protector, confidante, and spiritual guide. A werewolf without a wolf can be considered a mere human. We are called werewolves simply because we have a wolf. Once the awakening takes place, it is very unlikely for a wolf to depart from the werewolf’s body, like souls from hum
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Twenty-One
Amante POV I look straight into Amaltheo’s eyes. I want to see him through and find something to entice him to get back inside of me. I admit I am nothing without him. Even my packmates would treat me differently or worst bully me. I’d be susceptible to humiliation and might even be banished from the pack. All my efforts to be the Alpha King would fall down the drain. I need Amaltheo. What does he want that I can offer in exchange for his loyalty to me? I watch attentively. Amaltheo crouch down beside Allyssa. He’s trying to reduce the coldness around her. Ah! That’s why she survived. She managed to withstand the freezing cold because of my spirit wolf. The heat from his body is enough to keep her
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Twenty-Two
Amante POV I carry my sleeping mate back to her room. Her body isn’t even cold even though she’s been in the freezing dungeon the whole night. Amaltheo seems to take very good care of Allyssa. A very dedicated mate indeed! I put her down on the bed, and cover her with the blanket. She cuddles the pillow next to her. She looks content and peaceful in her sleep. I notice her face still holds the beauty that mesmerizes me once, but I’m not sure if it is beneficial to me at all. She looks innocent and naïve. She has a gentle aura on her, comforting and loving. &nb
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Twenty-Three
Amante POV I never thought up the Andrews to have any knowledge of Allyssa's family background. I gape at their silly faces as they keep on blabbering things about her family's massive wealth and indescribable power in Leverland. I have to instruct them to dig into my mate's history, something that they alone can do without much complications on my part. They subsequently gasp in disbelief when they heard Allyssa's name. ********* “Lausanne? There is only one family in Leverland that holds that family name. And they are the wealthiest out there!”, exclaims
The Rejected Quisling Chapter Twenty-Four
Narrator POV A cute little girl can be seen playing unaccompanied in a vast array of lavender and chamomile gardens. She’s around nine years old or so. Although alone, she’s visibly enjoying herself running around with picked flowers in her small hands. Her silky, blackish, and long hair is swaying with the aromatic breeze of Spring. She’s has a fair and creamy complexion that complements the loveliness of her face. At an early age, one can tell she is born with immaculate beauty. She’s wearing a pink off-shoulder dress paired with white doll shoes. She has a flower crown on her head. She’s adorable! &
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