All Chapters of Rejected But Wanted By The Cruel Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PrologueAMIRA They came without warning.A bolt of lightning split the sky as I looked out the window. For one brief second, the flash lit up the darkness and revealed six figures standing only a few feet from the hut.Then everything went black again.Before the next flash could come, they were already inside.My father reacted instantly.His hand closed around my arm, and he threw me straight at them like I was a weapon. Before my body even hit the ground, he was shifting. Bones cracked. Fur burst through skin. A massive gray wolf exploded through the back door and disappeared into the storm.Two people crashed beneath me.Pain shot through my side.Shock froze me.Then fear took over.A rough hand grabbed my arm and hauled me upright."Hold her."Only two words.Yet something about that voice made my heart stumble.Confused, I twisted around, trying to see who had spoken.Too late.He had already shifted.The black wolf was only a blur moving through the darkness as he chased aft

AMIRA I pressed myself lower against the floor, wishing I could disappear into it.If my wolf had been free, she would have torn through the floorboards and buried herself beneath them. Being near Derrick was torture. Being looked at by him was worse. In her eyes, she didn't deserve to stand where he stood.The sound of his low chuckle made my face burn.Humiliation crawled beneath my skin while my thoughts spun out of control.Three years.Three whole years since I had seen him.It wasn't as if he had tried to avoid me because he couldn't find me. I lived above the tavern. I worked below it. Every day. Every night.I was always here.Eventually, I had convinced myself that he had simply left me behind.Left me to fade away with the Silver Fang Tavern.Still, a foolish part of me had held on to hope.Maybe if I made the tavern successful, he would notice.Maybe if I worked hard enough, proved myself useful enough, he would finally see value in me.Maybe he would realize I could contr

AMIRA “You have to trust me someday.”His voice was barely more than a whisper, but the sound of it against my ear sent a rush of heat through me. Every part of me became aware of the strong body pressed close behind mine. It took all my willpower not to lean into him.What did he want from me?“You. I want you.”The answer came instantly.Of course it did.He always seemed to know what I was thinking.It was annoying.And somehow comforting at the same time.A quiet chuckle filled the darkness as his hand drifted across my stomach. I was naked. I was always naked here, suspended in endless darkness with nothing around me except him.And he was always here.Always.A dream.That was what I kept telling myself.Just a dream.Except sometimes I wasn't sleeping.Like now.“It hurts to look at you and not touch you,” he murmured. “To see you and know you won't let me hold you.”A bitter laugh almost escaped me.Let him?Nobody gave Derrick Nightfang permission to do anything. If he want

AMIRA The small step stool was still sitting against the back wall, right where it always was. It was the only way to reach the liquor bottles on the highest shelf.Ignoring the pain spreading through my body, I spun around and jumped.My feet landed on the stool. Before Victor could react, I pushed off and vaulted over the bar.His fingertips brushed against my pant leg for a second, but that was all he got.Unlike him, I was completely sober.And right now, I was faster.The moment my feet hit the floor, I ran for the front door.The door was locked to stop people from coming in, but anyone could leave.The second I pushed it open, the alarm exploded through the night.The loud noise echoed behind me, but I didn't stop.Cold air hit my face as I rushed outside.Then I ran.The Silver Fang Inn sat close to the edge of the Obsidian Realm.If I could make it across the frontier line, Victor wouldn't be able to follow.Members of the Obsidian Fang Pack weren't allowed to leave the clan

AMIRA The moment Derrick stepped into my loft, my mouth went completely dry.He had never been here before.Not once.Even Gareth Holloway had never come upstairs. Until Victor forced his way inside, this tiny space had been mine and mine alone.It wasn't much.Just a small loft.Quiet.Hidden away.The only place in the Ironclaw Citadel that had ever felt remotely safe.Now Derrick stood in the middle of it, his broad shoulders seeming to swallow the room whole, and that feeling disappeared.Every bit of it.The bed was a twin. Small, but enough for me. I usually slept curled up anyway, keeping myself tucked into the smallest space possible. Years of fear had trained me to sleep that way.The first day I was given this room, I changed everything.The bed had been shoved against the wall.I moved it immediately.Getting trapped was not an option.Not on a bed.Not anywhere.An armchair sat near the window now, angled just right. Most people would have thought it was there for comfort