From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Nathan’s POV

Four days. That’s how long I’d been locked in this glorified cell they

called a “security room.” Four days of staring at the same four walls,

the same ceiling, the same goddamn everything.

I wasn’t worried at first. This was just my father’s way of flexing his

authority. I would sort it all out. I always did.

The room wasn’t terrible—a bed, bathroom, even a small desk bolted

to the floor. Better than what most prisoners got. Still a cage, though.

Still beneath me.

I stretched out on the bed, hands behind my head. “This will all blow

over,” I told myself the first day. “Tomorrow, maybe the day after, I’ll walk out of here and resume my rightful place.”

Meals arrived three times daily. The first few times, I tried engaging with whoever brought the food.

“Hey, tell my father I need to speak with him,” I said to a young

security team member on the second day.

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He kept his eyes down, placed the tray on the small table, and left

without a word. Weird, but not concerning. Yet.

By the third day, I noticed something: every person who entered wore

earbuds. Not just one security member–all of them. And none would

speak to me, no matter what I said.

That’s when the first twinge of unease crept in. They were being

instructed to ignore me completely. Earbuds to block my voice, orders

not to engage. Isolation tactics.

Where was my father? He hadn’t visited once.

By the fourth morning, the walls seemed to be closing in. I paced the

small room, my wolf restless beneath my skin. Thirteen steps across,

eleven steps wide. I’d counted a hundred times.

“This is BULLSHIT!” I slammed my fist into the wall, leaving a dent in

the drywall but not breaking through–reinforced, obviously. They’d

thought of everything.

My mind raced through what had happened with Julia. That

confrontation at her house, her accusations about the rogue attack…

but none of it warranted this level of containment. Unless…

Had she somehow convinced them? Was my father actually believing

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her wild story?

The security member who brought lunch was someone I recognized-

Brett, one of my father’s loyal men. Or so I’d thought.

“Brett,” I kept my voice level, reasonable. “We’ve known each other for

years. Just tell my father I need to speak with him. That’s all I’m

asking.”

Brett adjusted his earbuds and set the tray down without

acknowledging me. The dismissal made my blood boil.

I grabbed his arm before he could leave. “Take those fucking things

out of your ears and listen to me!”

He twisted free with practiced ease, and I saw the warning in his eyes

before he stepped out and locked the door behind him.

Four days. Four days of silence and dismissal. Four days without my

father’s reassurance that this was temporary. Four days of growing

suspicion that something much bigger was happening outside these

walls.

By evening, I was climbing the walls. My wolf was snarling beneath

my skin, demanding release, demanding answers. I tried shifting, hoping the animal’s strength might find weakness in the door or

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