The Rejected Luna novel Chapter 65

The Rejected Luna

The girl without a wolf

CHAPTER 62

Jane's Stance

The chirping birds and the flurry movements of the cool breeze on my face roused me from my sleeping state. I was feeling very weak, my bones were tired and it was a struggle to stretch out my limbs. I was feeling so drained, I'd never felt this way ever. It was like all my bones were squashed into debris, and I was now without any strong bones.

The blinds were closed, making the room a little dark and damp. But I was still able to see things, thanks to the lamp on the nightstand.

I tried sitting up but I groaned painfully at the throbbing in my head. I was having a splitting headache, it was so hard that I feared my head was gonna burst open. Oh dear Goddess, what's happening to me? Why do I feel so lifeless and in so much pain? What happened to me? Where the heck am I?

I looked around the room and it wasn't any bit familiar. It wasn't my room in the human world where I stayed with Vishal. It wasn't my room in the Alpha King's palace. It wasn't my room in my Father's house or aunt Karen's house. This was a really strange room, beautifully decorated with sophisticated furniture. The white walls and the fancy, relaxing casual decor of the room would get anyone comfy instantly.

But I wasn't any bit comfortable. Not when I still wasn't sure where I was and how I got here. I checked my memories for the last thing I could remember, but I couldn't remember a thing because of the dreadful migraine I was having. The intensity of how hard my head was pounding felt more like a migraine than a normal headache. I rubbed at my temples, trying to ease the wrenching pain I was feeling.

I began yelling and shouting for help as I feared that I might have been kidnapped.

“Somebody help me!“ I yelled, ignoring the pain in my head. I need to get out of here, I don't know where I am, and I feel so scared about it. I pray someone hears me and rescues me from this room.

“Somebody please come save me!“ I yelled again, slowly getting down from the bed. My vision was a bit blurry and I remained seated till my vision cleared. I parted my mouth to shout again but the door threw open.

The Alpha King walked in with a gait peculiar for royalty. He was dressed in denim shorts and a white t-shirt. He was holding a glass of champagne and was sipping from his drink. Seeing him kicked up my self-defense and I quickly dragged the duvet to cover every part of my body. It's only gonna be a matter of seconds before he tries getting in between my legs again.

He gave a mock smile and took another sip of his drink. His gaze went up and down my body, undressing me with his eyes.

"I see you're finally awake," He said amusedly like I was cracking him up or something like that. It only made me feel irritated.

"Where the hell am I?" I demanded harshly, but deep down, I was scared. Seeing him here just made me feel even more uncomfortable.

"You're in my beach house, on my private island," he said to me.

I gasped in surprise at what he just said, "What?"

I wanted to call him a fat, hideous lair. So badly did I want to scream in his face how much of a liar he was. But then, I heard the sound of waves crashing violently against the shore and I knew he wasn't kidding.

"How did I get here?" I asked, already trembling from the tide of the fear building inside of me.

"Take a guess," he shrugged nonchalantly, leaning against the wall.

And just then, I finally remembered the last thing that happened before I blacked out. He had given me juice to drink, and right after that, I began feeling dizzy and I fainted.

"You drugged me!" I shouted at him, hating him more than I already did. Why was he so twisted and devious? If I had known that he was up to no good, I would have defiantly refused to take the drink.