All Chapters of REJECTED AND REBORN; THE HOCKEY ALPHA'S REGRET : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Talia's POV I did not miss how unimpressed he was by my concession. Somehow, to me, it was the clearest sign that he was not involved with the people who wanted Aurelia dead—namely, Headmistress Selene and whoever else. I imagined that he would have been happy to see me give up and reconsider after manipulating me into doing what he wanted. His unchanged expression, for me, was all I needed to decide that he didn't care in the least. He only gave me a look that was meant to kill before slamming the back door shut and coming to sit back in the driver's seat. Moments later, we were again driving into the darkness. Neither of us said anything to the other in a long while, not even when he found his way around the most unfamiliar twists and turns in the thick darkness wordlessly. I only held my wolf at bay, ready to attack if anything unscripted, and even if I was certain he would be far stronger. At last, he drove into what I was certain was a grove in the darkness because of how

Talia's POV Every time I remember that part of the ritual, I remain awed by how much he bled. The way he stood still before he cut himself was the same way he stood as the blood dropped, and he stood for the rest of the night. The whole time I watched, even listening to the blood drop. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Each drop fell onto her exposed heart, and given how long he held his arm over her and how much blood poured, I had watched him expecting that the blood would pour on the floor and he would fall unconscious. Neither happened. I watched for a long while before it struck me that Aurelia's heart was drawing the blood in, soaking it up like a sponge. The fact that the Cloaked Wolf also did not collapse from the blood loss was, to me, proof that he was no ordinary living being, but something far more powerful. This time, I did not sleep. I watched the entire time. It was as the sun rose on the second day that he finally shook, and his first reactions right after immediately m

Talia's POV By night, the wound in her chest was fully healed. It had closed up and shut up completely. In his manner that remained yet unknown to me, the Alpha had again opened up the roof of the Temple so that the moonlight poured in and illuminated every part of her naked body, together with the clear, transparent membrane of fluid that had formed about her in the past few hours and covered her entirely. We were both in the positions that we were, that we had been for much of the time we spent in here, with the Alpha at the head of the stone bed and me sleeping and sitting and waking beside it to watch Aurelia. This time, I was crying however. Aurelia had been showing more signs of life. Earlier, her body, which had lost colour and temperature, had at the time regained its hue and become warm to the touch. The Alpha had also let me check out her heartbeat—I placed my head between her breasts and listened, and it thumped, just not as fast as it should, but of course. “Enjo

Talia's POV I did not think of how taxing it could be to keep up a lie for so long. On the one hand, it was endearing to watch her recover some of the memories we had inside of the house. I noticed much of this and was happiest in a moment when I was mowing the lawn while she was helping by raking the dead grass to the side, gathering it all in a tall heap. “Do you remember how Tom used to burn all the grass when he was done?" She suddenly asked, both her eyes lost in nostalgia. “What did you say?" I asked her, feeling my eyes sting. “Tom. The old gardener who died when we got into high school. Don't you remember?" She asked me as though it was the most normal thing. “Oh yes I remember," I said, switching off the machine, so that it sputtered to a stop, before beckoning towards her for a hug. She obliged, and we held each other as I buried my face in her shoulder and let the tears fall. We stood like that for long seconds, until I pulled away. “Are you fine now?" She asked me

Aurelia's POV Kai's departure left me confused.At the very least, I expected a little more from him.I had not done it intentionally, but I had hoped that he would support me while I collapsed, so the sudden exit was just cold and unexpected from him. I even wondered what he thought about me now—he was most probably not confused, and I was not sure if he was angry, neither, but at least, he should have waited.My head suddenly spun, and I started to feel increasingly angry without any reason as to why. I just knew that a rage developed inside me, and that it raged while being directed at everything else while refusing to spare my own self. I wanted to throw myself at a wall or bite myself until I bled or bite at metal.I wanted to destroy something, and destroy myself with it.The darkness in my head and the past I could not remember haunted me, and I felt everything collapsing about me. My body was soon stretched out on the floor, and I felt my fingers quivering and shaking against