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Rejected To Be Your Second Chance novel Chapter 11

Summary for Chapter 11: Rejected To Be Your Second Chance

Summary of Chapter 11 – A turning point in Rejected To Be Your Second Chance by Ms.M

Chapter 11 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Rejected To Be Your Second Chance, written by Ms.M. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

   He stared into my eyes, and I knew that he was letting me see everything because he knew, he knew I could see it either way. I looked at Cara and felt her emotions as well, but it was the same thing there; no memory came up, and not on Mason either. They couldn't keep me from feeling them, but somehow they blocked me out of their memories. So, did they all know about what I could do? How could they know?

  Cara and Mason both looked at me, but the second I turned my head, they looked away.

  "What is it you know?" Kade didn't answer; he just ate his food and ignored me. The others did the same, except for Anna, who was giving me a look.

  After we had eaten, me and Kade went back to our room.

  He opened the door like a true gentleman, and when we stepped in, I remembered the talk we’d had.

  "What’s Anna gonna do?" I asked him. He said he wanted to spend some time with me alone, but it felt like I was abandoning her.

  "She’ll be fine," I rose a brow and tilted my head.

  "That’s not what I asked." He heaved a sigh and ran a hand through his thick hair. Kade had showered; the gel was gone, and left was fluffy, thick hair; it was glorious.

  "She’s going on a run with the others," it felt like someone stuck needles into my heart and twisted them.

  "Good for her," I seethed.

  "Hey, I'm sorry, alright? I know it’s weird, but I promise it’s not forever,"

  "If it’s not forever, then you can tell me, why aren't I allowed to shift?"

  "I can't tell you that yet,"

  "Why the hell not? You can't impose these rules for me to follow without any explanation as to why!"

  "Just trust me, please," he sighed, and I saw how heavy-hearted he felt over the situation, but so did I.

  "How can I trust a man that I barely know?" His eyes widened slightly, and he stepped closer.

  His eyes bored into mine as he looked down at me.

  "Whatever I do now or in the future will always be for the best, to protect you and keep you safe. Just like the gates,"

  "And the fifth floor?" I asked and clenched my jaw. I didn't like the idea of living in a secret and apparently, there was a whole floor dedicated to secrets.

  His look hardened, and his eyes flickered as he pressed his lips together.

  "That is not something you need to worry about."

  "Why? To keep me safe?" He stepped back and walked in small steps around the room.

  "Just let it go, I promise in a while you’ll forget it even exists,"

  "Right, because it seems so majorly unimportant," I shook my head and sighed.

  I felt my wolf pacing restlessly in the back of my mind. She wanted out, she wanted to run and be free, and not stay cooped up for another second, but I couldn't give that to her, and I felt horrible.

  Kade showed me where everything was in the room. There was a huge walk-in closet behind two doors, and half of it was mine. It had already been cleared out, and the clothes I had brought barely took up any place.

  "Why is half of it empty?" I asked him and gawked at the beautiful dressers and crystal knobs.

  "You screamed and fell, and then you just passed out. What happened to you? Did you feel anything?"

  "Pain," I said and furrowed my brows. I had a slight headache, but nothing too bad. I sat up and placed my feet on the floor. Kade was quick up on his feet and grabbed my hand to help steady me.

  "It’s okay, I won't fall," I said and smiled as I pulled my hand back to my side.

  Just as I stood, everything started spinning again, and I fell forward.

  "Of course you won’t," he said with a scowl, and his voice laced in worry. The light from the wall lamps was hurting my retinas, and I blinked furiously to try and get focus.

  Clara, what happened?

  'I don’t know, but it hurt like hell.'

  You felt it too?

  'Yeah, it’s weird, but I can't explain anything that’s happening, and it’s not usually like this.'

  We’ll figure it out.

  'And hopefully, we’ll do it fast.'

  Why?

  'Because that danger I felt… it’s getting worse.'

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