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50. Blues
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I Reject You, Mate 51. Intrusion
Sinclair's deep breath tickles my hair as he sleeps. I twist in his arms to look watch him. He looks rather peaceful when he sleeps. His full brows aren't knotted together or furrowed and his lips are parted slightly.His hair is tousled, both from my fingers and sleep. I smile and tap his nose, snickering to myself.Think I might have tired him out, if such a thing is possible. He's drifted in and out of sleep for the past two hours, awakening only to draw me close once more.Much later, after his ministrations, he brought dinner. He devoured it eagerly, while I nibbled, my belly feeling filled with things that weren't food.It had been surprising to see push the plates aside and fall asleep within seconds of eating. So yes, perhaps, I wore him out.I start to rise out of bed when his arm tightens around me. "Where are you going?" he murmurs sleepily, his words a soft slur."Kitchen. I'm thirsty," I practically croak. My voice is like granite, and my throat hurts.We had tried other
I Reject You, Mate 52
"Yeah," Eliana quips, leaning her head against the glass tiredly. "I got her. I'm fine." Elijah's voice comes in through the receiver and close my eyes, listening in on their conversation. There's not much else I can do. I can't move, and it's a small mercy that I keep drifting in and out of what feels like a coma. I can at least take note of the landmarks. I can't hear a sound from my phone that sits in my pocket still. What if Ray's hung up? My location is turned on, so I'm not worried that I won't be found. It's a matter of when, because we've been on the road for hours. *"I told you I would handle it,"* Elijah chides, and I hear the worry in his voice. *"This is no child's play, Ellie."* "So you have said for weeks and you did nothing. You don't want me marrying Sinclair, and that's why you refused to kill her, so she could take his love and attention from me. I'm not stupid, father. I know how your mind works. Unfortunately," Eliana mutt
I Reject You, Mate 53. Doomed
Gin "You're wasting your time," I mutter, tired of the amount of needles being poked into my numb forearms. Seeing my blood being drawn again and again is starting to irk the shit out of me. "I'm surprised Alaric didn't already show you how to properly turn someone." Eliana taps the railing by the bed I've been strapped to. "And you're willing to share this with me?" I shrug. "Sinclair's going to kill you anyway. It will be knowledge wasted on you." Irritation flashes in her eyes, but she responds rather calmly. "You're delusional," the crazy woman tells me. How ironic. "You're the other woman. Sinclair and I, we have these sort of fights. He'll come around when you're gone." She says it so softly and intently that my skin goes cold. The ease with which she speaks of death is scary, for a human. Even I try not to speak or think often of the lives I have taken. It might have been a fight for my life, but killing another is nothing to tak
I Reject You, Mate 54. Thinly Veiled
Astrid"No, no and no."I can't believe we're having this conversation. It's bonkers, or whatever humans say. "There shouldn't even be a duel. He's her mate for crying out loud. He has no right over her."Rune sighs, fingers twining my hair to calm me. Queen Zephyr...well, she says nothing, staring out the window like the matter is of little consequence to her.But then, she has been like this since my father-in-law's secret came to light. Closed, distant, quiet. The only time she ever smiles anymore is when she is with Ember. She doesn't even talk to her mate. She stopped sharing his bed that day.For the revelries and the hearings, they act as one, but Rune and I, we see it all. We hear it as well. The arguments, her cries and shouts. She is hurt. Deeply.The time frame dates back to way before she became King Fenrir's Erasthai, so I know that it is not the fact he had a child somewhere else that hurt her, but the fact that he could abandon him, and hide it from her. It ta
I Reject You, Mate 55. Zephyr
ZephyrNails dig into wet soil, uprooting plants and flowers. Flowers I planted over the years, tending to them like they were the children I couldn't have after Rune.I look at my fingers. There's dirt in my nails and mud coating my palms. My nose scrunches up. How unbecoming of a queen.Unbecoming? The thought rips laughter from my throat. Before Fenrir, I was the carefree daughter of a Lord. I would roil in dirt for days, doing nothing but gardening.I had siblings but I wasn't like them. I was kind and naive, looking at life as nothing weighty or serious.Fenrir, he taught me how to be queen, even before my coronation. We would spend days and nights, past the curfew, reading scroll after scroll. He would watch me with keen eyes as I read and practiced for the duties and responsibilities that came with being his wife.And when I dozed off on the library's table, he would wake me with soft kisses on my neck. I would wake up with a hunger I didn't understand, and I would want
I Reject You, Mate 56. Agony
Gin"He should've told me!" Eliana screams, throwing the drugged wine bottle into the wall. It shatters, glass and wine splattering everywhere.She's having a meltdown when it happens. I hear it first, the whirring sound on the roof. My brows furrow at the thud that follows. Helicopter? Everyone has gone still, and Eliana's eyes dart about wildly. Feet hit the ground frantically and there are growls and groans. Ezra does a flip in me and she howls excitedly. I would too, but I can't move. He's here. I can smell him. The spice and citrus-y scent. My stomach falls and my heart takes off in a dangerous flight.Eliana looks at me then and I try to grin, just as someone storms into the hall, panting. "We're leaving now. Boss's orders!"The next few minutes are the longest in my life, yet, I can't exactly narrate it. Perhaps, it's the drug in my system and the fatigue that drains me faster than I can help.My bed is suddenly in motion, pushed by unseen hands. I blink, and Eliana c
I Reject You, Mate 57. House Arrest
SinclairStaring at the skies, I watch the burning building, the smoke from the fire drift higher and higher, dissipating once it reaches the skies. Once, someone had told me that revenge consumed and left nothing but ashes behind. An emptiness and a hollow that could never be filled. She had been wrong. Satisfying couldn't quite cut it. I feel much lighter than I have since Danika died. A weight has been pulled off my chest and I smile truly, licking off Eliana's sickly blood from my lips.Her brown eyes had widened with fear, and she had screamed. I had laughed at the sound of it. Sable had chuckled, a predator who had finally gotten his hands on his prey.I let him take over. Letting Naomi take Ginevra from here had been to prevent her from seeing it. It was nothing she could stomach. What I did to Eliana. The depravity of it. There was not much left of her. Sable tore her apart, slowly, delicately, skillfully. She had screamed. For a damn long time. Sinclair, pl
I Reject You, Mate 58. Sleepover
GinI kick my foot up on the wall, staring at the high ceilings in Naomi's villa as I lay on my back. Did I forget to mention that Sinclair has friends that are just as rich as he is?"Why date one when I can have all?" Naomi muses as Ray interrogates her. "Keeping all of this greatness to one man is unfair. Don't you think?"Ray rolls her eyes, her fingers doing wonders with my hair as she braids it. "You don't wanna get married? Have 'em kids running around?" Naomi makes a face, her blue eyes shinning with mirth. "Non," she says in a perfect French accent. "There's not one man or woman that can handle all of me. So, I need more than one.""Girl," Ray mutters, yanking on my hair strands. "You are cray cray.""You're one to talk," I say, a throaty sound jumping to my throat as her nails scrape along my scalp, soothing an itch. "You and Ethan--"She pulls hard on my hair purposely. "Not having that conversation with you. Never said I was gonna marry him. And if you think I
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