All Chapters of Nora: Rejected Lost Princess : Chapter 301 - Chapter 307

CARLOS POV I'd been staring at the pack roster for so long that the names had started to blur together, but I couldn't stop. Not when Nora was finally healing, not when our child's life still hung in the balance, and definitely not when I knew the real threat was still lurking somewhere in the shadows.This was the third time I'd gone through every single name, cross-checking alibis, patrol schedules, duty assignments, and anything else that might reveal a pattern. I'd mapped out where everyone had been during the critical hours before Nora's poisoning, looking for gaps, inconsistencies, anything that didn't add up.Most of it was exactly what I'd expected—routine, predictable, boring. But that almost made it worse. Whoever had orchestrated this attack had done so with surgical precision, covering their tracks so thoroughly that it felt like trying to catch smoke with my bare hands.But after thorough search, I finally found it. A

CARLOS POVI was reviewing some old border patrol reports in my office when the guard burst in without knocking. He was panting, his eyes wide with something between fear and urgency."My Alpha," he said, holding out a folded note. “A messenger brought this. He said it was urgent and disappeared before we could question him.”I stood, my heart already tightening with unease. I took the note, feeling its odd weight. The paper was thick, rough, as if it had been dragged through ash. My name was written on the front, but there was no seal—just jagged mark resembling a crescent moon with claw slashes.I unfolded it carefully. The words inside were brief and unsettling. "They are coming. A powerful force is moving through the southern border, taking smaller packs, enslaving them. You’re next if you don’t act. Watch your shadows. You need to do something soon or regret it later."I read it twice, then once more. I didn’t recognize the handwriting, but I didn’t need to. Whoever wrote it kn

NORA'S POVSleep refused to come.Every time I closed my eyes, Griffin's face materialized in the darkness—those unnatural eyes of his burning into mine, his fingers reaching toward me like he could tear something vital from my very essence. The rational part of my mind insisted it was just a vision, trauma-induced hallucination brought on by stress and exhaustion.But my instincts knew better. They always had."You're thinking too loud," Carlos murmured beside me, his arm tightening around my waist."Sorry." I shifted carefully, mindful of the growing curve of my belly. "I can't ignore the feeling that I'm missing something important.""What important?" I told Carlos everything about the "About Griffin?""About everything." I sat up, moonlight streaming through our bedroom window casting silver patterns across the sheets. "The attacks stopped too suddenly. No rogue sightings in weeks. It doesn't make

NORA'S POV"Again!" My voice cracked like a whip across the training field.Twenty-three warriors dropped into defensive stances, muscles quivering from exhaustion. They'd been at this for three hours, but I wasn't satisfied yet. Sweat soaked through their training gear despite the cool morning air, and more than one face showed the grim determination of wolves pushed to their limits."Marcus, your left flank is exposed," I called out, moving between the sparring pairs. "Sarah, stop telegraphing your strikes. Dylan, if you drop your guard like that against a real enemy, you'll be dead before you hit the ground."I demonstrated the proper technique, my movements fluid despite the growing weight of my belly. The baby kicked as I pivoted, as if protesting the sudden motion."The enemy we're facing isn't playing by pack rules," I continued, stepping back to observe their form. "They won't give you time to recover. They won't show mercy b