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Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 71
Cora’s POV I shouldn’t have been shaking. Not after everything I’ve faced. Not after kidnappings, rogue attacks, political councils, and blood on snow. But Cain’s words lingered in my mind long after he walked away. "I’m going to fight for you". The wind cut across the eastern ridge, sharp and relentless, but it wasn’t the cold that unsettled me. It was the certainty in his voice. He meant it. I stood there longer than I intended, staring at the forest below. Frostbite territory stretched wide and white under the gray sky, peaceful on the surface. Too peaceful. “Are you going to tell me what he said?” Eric’s voice came from behind me .... steady, calm. Grounding. I didn’t turn immediately. I knew he wouldn’t press. That was one of the things about Eric. He never forced answers out of me. “He apologized,” I said finally. A pause. “And?” I exhaled slowly and faced him. His jaw still bore a faint bruise from where Cain’s fist had landed. Seeing it sent a flicker of guil
Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 70
Cain’s POV I smelled him on her. That was the first thing that hit me. Not sight. Not sound. Scent. It lingered in the air long after she had passed through the corridor .... cedar, steel, frost… and beneath it, something intimate. Something unmistakable. Eric. It clung to her skin. Not the casual brush of proximity. Not the accidental contact of pack members crossing paths. This was deeper. Warmer. Claiming. My jaw tightened as I stood alone in the stone hallway of Frostbite’s stronghold. My wolf stirred violently inside me, pacing, snarling, restless. They had been together. Not just standing close. Not just talking late into the night. Together. I closed my eyes and inhaled again, hating myself for it. Hating that I could distinguish the difference. Hating that I knew what it meant. She had chosen him. My chest felt like it was caving in. It shouldn’t matter. I had no claim. I had forfeited that right long ago. But knowing that didn’t stop
Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 69
Third Person's POV The forest was silent. Not the peaceful kind of silence. The kind that listens. Wind moved through the trees in slow, deliberate currents, brushing frost from pine needles and carrying it like ash through the night air. A fire burned low in a clearing carved into the wilderness miles from Frostbite territory. John Snow stood on the edge of the light. Agitated. Pacing. His boots crushed frozen leaves beneath him, sharp and impatient. “You promised me movement,” he snapped. From the darkness beyond the firelight came a voice. Calm. Measured. “You have movement.” A figure sat in the shadows, far enough that the flames never fully revealed him. Only the outline of a man. One leg crossed over the other. Hands folded loosely in his lap. Watching. John turned sharply. “I had them cornered,” he growled. “The Frostbite Pack. The Alpha King himself. That was my moment.” “And yet,” the shadowed man replied smoothly, “you chose theatrics over execution.”
Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 68
Cora’s POV The cold woke me. The kind of cold that seeps through stone walls and into bone, quiet and persistent. I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling of my room. Frost traced delicate patterns along the window glass, silver under moonlight. The fire in my hearth had long since burned low. I exhaled slowly. Sleep wasn’t coming back. My thoughts were too loud. John’s face. My mother’s confession. Obsession masquerading as love. The idea that someone else might be pulling strings behind him. The air felt heavy. I pushed the covers back and slipped from bed, wrapping a thick shawl around my shoulders before padding quietly into the corridor. Frostbite was nearly silent at this hour. Most of the pack slept deeply after the confrontation. I descended the stairs slowly, intending to get a glass of water. But soft light flickered from the kitchen. And the scent Chocolate. Warm. Rich. Familiar. Hannah stood at the counter, hair tied loosel
Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 67
Cora’s POV Frostbite was quiet when we returned. Too quiet. Victories usually carried noise ..... relief, laughter, celebration that the threat had retreated. There was none of that. Snow had escaped. And worse He had left questions behind. My father had retreated into the strategy chamber almost immediately, speaking in low, controlled tones with Eric and Derek through the phone. Cain stood outside in the courtyard longer than necessary, staring toward the eastern ridge as if willing Snow to reappear. But I wasn’t thinking about the ridge. I was thinking about my mother. She had not spoken since we returned. Not to me. Not to anyone. She had watched Snow disappear down that slope with something raw in her eyes. I found her hours later in the north wing balcony, where the frost gathered thickest along the railings. She stood alone. The wind moved through her hair, silver catching moonlight. She didn’t turn when I approached. “What is going on,”
Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess Chapter 66
Cora’s POV The eastern ridge smelled like iron and smoke. Snow had been trampled into gray slush under too many boots. Eric’s strategy unfolded exactly as planned. Lincoln’s forces flanked south. Frostbite cut supply routes west. Our intercept squad sealed the northern descent. For once We were ahead. I stood beside my father at the tree line as our warriors closed in around Snow’s camp. No chaotic charge. No reckless battle cries. Just controlled encirclement. Snow’s men realized too late. Steel rang against steel. Wolves shifted mid-sprint. Rogues scattered but nowhere to run. Eric moved through the fight like he’d calculated every step. Efficient. Focused. No wasted motion. Cain was deeper in the fray, disarming two rogues at once, movements sharp and disciplined. Within minutes, the resistance fractured. And then He stepped forward. John Snow. Calm. Too calm. He stood near the center of the ruined camp, hands relaxed at his sides as if we h
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