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38. Portal
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I Reject You, Mate 39. Sacrifice
*Sinclair*My father left when I was fifteen. His presence before than was fleeting. He'd disappear for weeks, sometimes months, without a word about his whereabouts.And when he came around, it only lasted for a few hours. That was how long they allowed visitors in the boarding school.His name? I never bothered to ask, never had enough curiousity to ponder on it either. Too happy that he even graced me with his presence, I would forget to ask the important questions.I'd only noticed he was truly gone when he'd stopped visiting. I'd found out some time later that he'd left me behind a fortune and a letter.I'd been more interested in the letter, having been a fool of a boy who yearned to be acknowledged by the only man he ever truly admired.But my father's letter only had one sentence scrawled on it. *Live, Norman.*"We're going around in circles," Naomi remarks, pulling me out of memory lane. She casts a pointed look at a mark she'd etched onto a tree an hour ago.Ray plops down o
I Reject You, Mate 40. Wedding
GinevraI look pretty.But I can't stop sobbing.I think of Astrid and I wonder how she's faring. How long she'll be unconscious for. Possibly through the entire wedding.It doesn't matter though. When I refused to get dressed this morning, Alaric came into my room with a threat. Ithaca, was it? Do not forget that all that's needed to have your human friend and her family killed is a message from me.Those words were more than enough to compel me into the bath tub and into this dress that hangs loosely on me. I've lost a considerable amount of weight in the past couple of days; it's a wonder the dress even stays up at all.My father's fingers dig into my arm as we we approach the grand entrance of the hall. "Smile, Ginevra. This isn't a funeral."I turned to him, my voice trembling. "It might as well be, Father." I pause, unable to stop the tears that well up. "Why do you hate me so?"He stiffens, eyes turning cold. "Stop talking nonsense. I don't hate you.""Is it because I look
I Reject You, Mate 41. Bullets
Huh. Father, Sinclair had called the Lycan King. I'm looking between them, noting the differences and similarities. Lycan King Fenrir has moon-white hair with green eyes that indicate the royal line. Sinclair has none of that, but the facial structure and expressions... it's like watching two opposites mirror each other. The stoic demeanor, the chilling, piercing stare, the overconfident poise, and most of all, the arrogant strut of a man who knows he owns the place. Yes. Sinclair's walking over to the dais, and the anger in his eyes has nothing to do with me or Alaric. At least, not yet. He's so angry, the aura in the hall has turned...red and hot. Fierce like a burning furnace. I gape at him. I've seen so many sides to him, but never this. Never this brooding, powerful male who could crush anything that stood in his path. I take a step forward, fingers twitching with the need to touch him. "Fenrir," Queen Zephyr breathes, rising fro
I Reject You, Mate 42. Home
Ginevra"I thought you said he died!" Astrid squeals, her gaze darting back to Sinclair. He's locked in deep conversation with Ethan and Naomi while we wait for the portal behind the castle to be prepared for use. Sinclair had whisked me out of the hall, only to return and demand from Queen Zephyr and Rune, Where's the damn portal in this place?Rune had responded with a grunt, but Queen Zephyr had been far more obliging, telling him it was behind the castle, but needed some time to be prepared."Turns out Alaric's a horrible liar," I mutter, glancing towards my father. He's conversing with King Fenrir, making requests to have Sinclair detained for what he did. But King Fenrir has other things to worry about. Like a son whose sudden appearance just made his life complicated. Like the council now questioning whether Sinclair's claim is valid and there's talk of a duel to determine the rightful heir. Like Queen Zephyr's silent rage. Like the disbelief and hurt shimmering in Ru
I Reject You, Mate 43. The Emissary
I laugh. I laugh until my stomach hurts. Then I lift my hideous wedding dress and walk myself out of his apartment. "Gin!" I hear him call after me. "Leave me alone," I tell him. He catches up with me, grabbing my arm. "She can't be--" "What'd you expect when you were screwing her? You think your dick has superpowers to prevent pregnancies? Get the fuck off me. I'm not doing this with you. Fuck. I wouldn't be surprised if you had other babies everywhere!" He looks wounded. "That's not fair." A snarl rips from my throat. "And this is fair to me? I'm supposed to what? Stay and listen to you talk about shared custody? You're insane. She's insane. I'm insane. We're all insane. Leave me the fuck alone. I'm tired. I got kidnapped, got handed your bloody shirt as a souvenir, almost got married, found out you were alive and...hey, you're Rune's brother. Fucking great. Now your fiancée's pregnant. Oh, let's throw a fucking party! How's a baby
I Reject You, Mate 44. Cheating On Sin
GinIt was supposed to be one drink. With Dane. I asked him out on a date. It was nothing grand. Just a phone call and, "Wanna hang?"Dane had declined, respectfully.But I'd gone anyway, all dressed up. Did I have anything in mind? No. I'd been holed up in my room for days, bawling and eating ice-cream.I wanted to feel good again. Wanted. Needed. I wanted one drink and perhaps, to flirt with a guy who didn't have a pregnant fiancée. The last couple of days of my life have been nasty and filled with tears and pain.I thought I'd try to make it different."I just want to talk," I had told Dane when he'd sighted me and started to retreat into the private booth.But all I could talk about was Sinclair. At some point, I'd started sobbing, and Dane had been very sweet. I really shouldn't have taken the glass from Naomi's tray. Or another. One glass became six, and in my defense...it was the most delicious thing I'd tasted.That too and whatever she had put into it that made me feel
I Reject You, Mate 45. El's Interview
Sinclair returns several minutes later when I'm slightly sober. His knuckles are bloodied and he has a split lip.He doesn't look me in the eye as he slips out of his jacket and puts it around me. He snatches my pants and hands it to me without a word.I take it from him, heart racing and I fumble around for a bit, trying to put it on. "T-the zipper's ruined."His head slices left and something rattles in his chest. I see more blood on his face, and on his shirt. His wounds have begun to heal and I can't help but wonder how Dane is."Where's...Dane?" Sinclair looks at me and snarls, like he is incapable of communicating with me right now using words. Like the only way he is able to let out is frustration is through that pained sound. Black flashes in his eyes and his canines elongate, resembling fangs.I feel his fingers around my neck before I even see him move, and I cough as my back collides with the wall.
I Reject You, Mate 46. Strange
The wind lifts my hair as I stare over the balcony, watching the water flow back and forth, crashing against the rocks that obscure its path.I think of Ray. I think of my father. I think a little of Alaric. I think of Dane and Naomi and the man I'd seen beside Sam. Dane had mentioned in the passing that Tim had been found, but I'd been too tipsy to care.My door swings open and I tilt my head to the side, watching Sinclair walk in. I don't move from the railing when he shuts the door behind him, eyes searching the room for me.I stroll into the room slowly, eyeing him sceptically. He seems...off.His anger seems to have waned and his face is a cool, smooth mask, giving nothing away. He seems relaxed as he dumps four large shopping bags on the bed, each filled to the brim with clothes and shoes."What's the occasion?" I ask, walking around the edge of the bed, sideling up to him. He edges on step back, peering down at me. "
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