Chapter 29

최신 챕터

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   chapter 163

  Chapter 163|| Elinda's POV ||I sat in the cold, harsh chair before the teacher, my fists clenched tightly at the base of my coat. The silence in the room was so heavy it pressed against my body. I had thought it was just another complaint, another fight maybe. Boys fight, particularly boys with our background. But the way the teacher had called me in… was unusual this time, the persistent in her voice, the tenseness when she had welcomed me to the school gate—it had warned me that something was wrong this time. And I was right.She indicated the monitor beside her and pushed a button. The CCTV footage sprang to life. It was a quiet corridor initially, the normal chaos of adolescent boys—shouldering one another, grinning, goading. And then I saw him. My son. My baby, standing in their midst with his shoulders set, expressionless face.Five boys stood in a semicircle around him.One of them shoved him.And then—he moved.My stomach churned. He did not just defend himself. He became so

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   chapter 162

  Chapter 162-|| CLARA'S POV||I had spent the days and nights preceding this one by myself, lost in thought, an incessant whirlpool of confusion, anger, and deep regret. Years had gone by since I had met Alberto for the first time, and yet I couldn't help but feel him moving further away every day. The healer girl was the only one who had actually understood. When I met her for the first time, she was a stranger—a girl who'd shared my agony, someone who'd experienced the same bitter destiny. She'd told me about my abilities, about what I could be if I would seize them. But she'd warned me—warned me of the consequences, of how it might spiral out of control. She'd been right, of course. But I had lost control long before today. I had nothing to lose anymore. I had already made up my mind.The power that had coursed through me wasn't just my ability; it was my weapon, my shield against the world. I'd learned to control it, to bend brains to my will. It was dangerous, yes. But it was th

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   chapter 161

  Chapter 161 || CLARA'S POV ||For the very first time ever since I had met him, Mikhail looked afraid of me.He wasn't shouting. He wasn't even smirking that he always did whenever I attempted to stand my ground against him. He was just standing there—completely shocked—his eyes locked with mine, opened in something between horror and fear. The sheen of the spell I'd cast hovered on the air, shimmering like dust caught in the moonlight, and I could feel the energy still lingering in my fingers. My heart was racing, and my breathing was harsh, but I wasn't trembling anymore.Not because I was afraid, anyway."Mikhail…" I said his name, reaching out instinctively.He jerked away.I let my hand go immediately and turned my face aside, blushing. "I didn't want it to happen like this," I murmured. "I didn't want you to find out like this."He didn't say anything. Not at first.Finally, he gasped in sharply and spoke, low and exhausted. "What was, Clara?"I hesitated. How could I possibly

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   Chapter 160

  Chapter 160|| CLARA'S POV ||I wanted answers. I needed to know the truth that Mikhail had concealed behind his well-rehearsed smiles and open hugs.It was not bravery that brought me here. It was desperation.After what Elinda had shown me—after watching Alexis almost broken by the same game—I knew that this was my turn. Whatever affection Mikhail ever had, it was not real. I was caught in the middle, strategically placed and used as soon as I was no longer useful. But if I could understand the game that he was playing, perhaps I might survive. Perhaps, just maybe, I could finish it out.I slid into the library like a specter. The high doors groaned softly as I opened them, and for an awful instant, I thought someone might have heard. But there was nothing. Silence. The library was gigantic—row after row of towering bookshelves, wheeled ladders, and dusty tomes propped on pedestals like they were artifacts of gods long forgotten.I stopped in the doorway, taking in the scents of scu

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   Chapter 159

  Chapter 159 || Elinda's POV ||By the time I woke up, the world beyond me was distant. I was not in pain. I was not angry. I was not anything. I simply lay there on the bed, staring blankly at the canopy overhead, not blinking, not moving. I did not know how long I had been there—hours, maybe longer. Time had dissolved into silence.Everything inside me felt hollow.Alberto sat beside me, his body tense, his fingers tapping nervously against the edge of the bed. He had been waiting. He hadn't stirred, not for a moment. I could feel the weight of his concern, the unspoken blame that hung on him like a second layer of skin."Elinda," he whispered, his voice barely audible and full of caution, as though he feared I would break. "Are you… are you all right?"I didn't answer. I blinked but had no words to summon. What could be said? That my soul was scorched? That my chest had been sliced open and packed with ashes?He inclined forward slightly. "Talk to me. You haven't said a word since

• Hunted By My Rejected Mate   Chapter 158

  Chapter 158|| ALEXIS’S POV ||My wedding morning began in silence—an unnatural, eerie silence that seemed to wrap itself around my chest like a shroud. I stood before the tall, arched window of my chamber.I should have felt something joy.But I felt nothing. Nothing but hollow emptiness, as if my heart had lost.I went to wed Lysa today.Not because I cared for her.Not because I had selected her.But because I had no other choice.The entire manor buzzed with anticipation. I heard the activity of servants rushing to and fro, decorating the courtyard with gold ribbons and white roses—Lysa's favorites. My pack of warriors stood outside in their shining armor, ready to serve their Alpha's wedding. Guests had begun arriving early morning, councilmen and nobles alike, all dressed elaborately in ceremonial robes, their faces aglow with wonder and forced smiles. They were here to witness the union, not the love.But all I could do… was think of her.Elinda.Even if the world forgot her, I c