All Chapters of Nora: Rejected Lost Princess : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

NORA'S POVThe sorcerer also wanted Nora's blood to save her daughter Elena too. I was caught between saving my friend or risking to create two versions of myself again. What if they needed to feed on my blood continuously? The thought made my skin crawl."I don't know," I whispered, looking between Griffin's unconscious form and Elena's dying one. "My blood isn't normal anymore. I'm not sure if I will be able to help. The sorceress face fell. "There must be something you can do. Anything."I opened my mouth to respond but had no answers to give. How could I make this choice? Save them and risk creating monsters, or refuse and watch them die? I also owed the sorceress daughter, since she was in that position because of me. I was still at loss for words when Elder Silvarum entered with a potion. His face looked grim as he approached, he had a small bottle geld securely in his hands. "There may be another way," he said.He told me the potion would make my powers suppressed for as lo

Carlos's POVWhen I heard Nora was risking everything to save Griffin again, my heart hurt. The pain wasn't physical. it was deeper than that, it even cut through me like a blade made of doubt and fear. I stood outside the Salutary, listening to her screams, knowing she was suffering unimaginable agony for another man.I tried to convince myself that Nora was just sympathetic towards Griffin because of guilt but I just couldn't contain my jealousy. Every rational thought I had was drowned out by the voice in my head asking why she would do this. Why she would risk her life, our future, our children's mother. All for him.My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, as tormented as I was. He didn't understand why our mate was putting herself in danger for someone who wasn't pack, wasn't family. The possessive instincts that came with being an Alpha made it even worse. Every fiber of my being screamed that she was mine to protect, mine to cherish, mine to keep

Carlos's POV A whole month had passed since Griffin left with the bodies of the sorceress and her daughter. One entire month, and still no word from him. I had sent search parties, contacted neighboring packs, even reached out to other kingdoms. Nothing. It was like Griffin had just vanished into thin air along with those bodies.The whole thing bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Griffin wasn't the type to just disappear without a word. He was reliable, responsible. He'd promised to be back by the end of the week, but here we were, four weeks later, with no sign of him.My wolf paced restlessly every time I thought about it. Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones. But without any leads, without any trace of where he'd gone, there wasn't much I could do except wait and hope."But where the hell would Griffin had gone?" I always asked myself. The question never got old. I would ask myself the same question over and over ag

CARLOS' POVMy heart melted completely when I heard my son's voice. He was also with his sister, Zoey. I was really excited to see the twins once again, after so many weeks. Behind them stood King George himself, looking travel-worn but smiling. "Surprise, Carlos. I brought the whole family back."I grinned and ruffled Zach's hair. "Well, I was just having a friendly conversation with Uncle Justin here." I looked at Justin with mock seriousness. "Sorry for teasing you, Uncle Justin. Please forgive me."Justin rolled his eyes. "Very mature, Alpha."But my attention was caught by a slender figure standing behind King George. A woman dressed in warrior's clothing, her posture straight and alert. She had dark hair pulled back in a practical bun and sharp, intelligent eyes that seemed to take in everything around her."Who's that?" I asked George, nodding toward the woman."Someone I think you'll find very useful," George re

NORA'S POVLooking at my brother's conflicted expression, I felt my heart ache for him. I was happy for Justin - after all these years of watching him put everyone else's happiness before his own, he'd finally found his mate. But it was also complicated, painfully so. After all, Amelia was a Lycan and Justin was just a werewolf. The parallel to my own love story with Carlos wasn't lost on me. I knew firsthand how challenging it could be when mates came from different worlds, different species even.The memory of my own struggles with Carlos flooded back - the uncertainty, the fear that our differences might be too great to overcome, the worry that I wasn't enough for him. I wondered if my brother would face the same rejection I'd once feared, or worse. At least Carlos and I ended up together after all. What if Amelia didn't even feel the bond?I reached out and patted Justin's shoulder gently, trying to offer what comfort I could. "Have faith, Justin. Sometimes the best things in life