All Chapters of Rejecting Fate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

-AURE POV-The scent of the Moors hung heavy in the air. I’d never been there before, but I imagined that the scent was painfully similar to the Alpha and his minions. Their essence, it was musky and potent, mingling with the familiar scent of home. It wasn’t a terrible odor, but the scent still gave me unease. It gave me an unease because ultimately, their being here was an invasion, a violation of our space, and it made my wolf snarl deep within me. The Alpha of the Moors stood in the center of my living room, a tall, broad figure that seemed to command the very air around him. Even in the warm lamplight, his face remained mostly obscured in shadow, adding to his aura of intimidating power. To his right stood Josephine, her features sharp and clear, and perfect, a tight smile plastered on her face. Beside her was another male, equally tall and imposing, his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze sweeping over us with cool assessment. I sensed that he wasn’t far from the high com

COLTER'S POV:The days since Mason’s visit had stretched into an eternity, each one a slow burn of frustration. The scent of the Moors’ presence faded but the memory lingered heavily, a musky reminder of the tension that still hung weightily in the air. I hadn’t been able to shake the image of Aurelia’s defiance stance, her eyes flashing with a mixture of fear and clear-cut rage. I was impressed by her handling of the situation. Her fiery passion to protect the one person she cared about. The one person she had left in her life. Witnessing this meeting for myself, how Mason bombarded himself and his ideals into Aurelia and her mother’s life. He had turned things even more upside down than they already were. It was a contemptible action. Josephine had been…quiet. Attentive, even. She’d tried, in her own way, to bridge the gap that had naturally widened between us since that meeting. Unfortunately, every attempt felt like walking on eggshells-maybe on her part or maybe on mine. Eve

   “You never told me why you were here,” Colt then said. I turned around, taking a glance at the beautiful rock formation that surrounded the small quarry. “Mom used to take me here when I was a little girl.” I smirked, meeting his gaze. “Makes sense now why we never lingered for too long. This is your territory, isn’t it?”He nodded. “Things are different now. So, you can stay for as long as you need to.” I smiled, grateful for the offer. “Thanks.” I turned and admired the scene behind me. And when I sensed him hardly a foot from my side I asked, “Is there a particular reason that brought you out here today?”Silence swallowed the space between us, forcing me to steal a glance at him. There was clearly a lot on his min

-Colter-The crunch of my boots on the fallen leaves was the only sound accompanying me as I wandered around the edge of our territory. After I left the quarry, I couldn’t bring myself to go back home. Not just yet.There was a lot on my mind. Thoughts quarreling between two drastically different women in my life. Both whose undeniable beauty was only matched by the fierce independence.However, there was one who had been on my mind more often than not lately.Aurelia. Her scent, sharp and wild, lingered even now through the crisp autumn air, a tangible ghost of our conversation. My wolf, Maxim, was uncharacteristically quiet, the usual agitation replaced by a strange hum beneath my skin It wasn’t peace-not exactly, but a raw and unsettling clarity.The words that we’d exchanged were still reverberating in my mind. It was unlike any interaction I’d ever had where provoked feelings were involved. Least of all with my fated mate, the human I’d foolishly tried to push away. The human…t

-AURE-"Well, now," Mason's voice, surprisingly smooth and devoid of the aggression from moments before, reached me from directly in front of me. "That wasn't so difficult, was it?"The rough fabric of the sack scraped against my face as I was unceremoniously dropped, the impact jarring my teeth. Before I could even gasp for breath, it was yanked away, revealing the flickering golden light of what appeared to be a torchlit chamber.Ruffled and irate, I shifted slightly, “I offered to come freely. You didn’t have to cover my head and carry me.”My vision swam for a moment, then snapped into focus. This wasn’t a dungeon. This was….opulence. The air, thick with the scent of aged wood and rich earth, hinted at deep roots. Tapestries depicting ancient battles adorned the stone walls, and furs softened the hard-packed floor. I was in the Alpha’s quarters.I scrambled backward, my back hitting a solid oak desk, my wolf snarling in my chest. Fear was a cold ribbon, yes, but it was quickly ove