All Chapters of Hunted By My Rejected Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 102|| ELINDA'S POV ||Golden twilight filtered through the palace windows, throwing warm light upon the cold wall. But it couldn't reach me,not with the fire of rage burning inside me. I paced in the center of the great hall, with a pounding heart, glaring at Alaric. My future mate."No," I said again, with more force this time. "We have to postpone the mating ritual."Alaric's jaw clenched, his golden eyes widening. "Delay? You've already made them wait, Elinda. The council's waiting. They're expecting a strong Royal bond—and so am I."I marched up and down, attempting to gasp for air between the tension pressed against my ribs. How could I explain this and not sounding obvious with everything?"They'll understand if I say I'm not ready yet," I tried, but my voice faltered. "It's too soon since I have become the queen now.""It's not about being ready." His tone was deep and threatening. "It's about you still caring about him."I remained frozen.There it was—spoken into bei

Chapter 104|| ELINDA'S POV ||The ring on my finger felt heavier than it should.I stood still in the middle of the hospital courtyard, morning sunlight on my skin, the quiet murmurings of the Lycans.The trees beyond the wall swayed gently, but mine did not.Alberto's ring—it was as though his pulse still lived within it. As though he still held my hand in his front from the opposite side of that hospital door.I didn’t move. Not for a long time.I could nearly hear Alberto's voice echoing in the depths of my mind, the way he used to talk with me, "You must be ready for the day I will not be here to stand beside you." I had imagined he was joking. I had thought he would be here forever, teaching me regarding decorum and duty, telling me to be serious when all I had wanted to do was run away.But now, here I was. Standing in his place.Queen.The title echoed through my chest like a heavy sigh.I wasn't ready for it. Not the way Alberto had been. But he wasn't here. And these people—t

Chapter 106|| CLARA'S POV ||3 YEARS AGO.His voice thundered like thunder, echoing off the marble walls of the private pack house areas. I stood my ground despite the trembling in my knees."I said no, Mikhail," I growled, my eyes blazing at him. "If Celeste wants to challenge me for my position, she's welcome to it. I'd love it.""You're mad." He stalked towards me, his shoulders stiffened, his eyes blazing like fire.. "You'll make a complete fool of yourself. You don't even have the council's complete support.""I don't need their permission," I snapped. "My legacy. If they want to watch blood spilled for it, I'll give them a show."His palm cracked against my cheek.I didn't cry. I didn't flinch. I just looked at him harder, as if the fire in my eyes could dig under his skin and leave him with every bruise he'd ever given me."You think you're brave?" He snarled, following me like an animal. "You're nothing without me. Even if you succeed, even if you beat Celeste and become Alph

Chapter 108|| CLARA'S POV ||The coldness of the stone pavement bit into my flesh but the pain was nothing compared to what was burning inside my body. My body was foreign,cold and numb—like it wasn't mine anymore. My wolf… she wasn't responding. I couldn't feel her voice. I couldn't feel her presence. I felt empty.I scrambled at the wall with trembling hands, crawling into a sitting position. My gasps were low sobs as the face of Mikhail leaning over me, syringe in his hand, replayed in my mind.He'd given me the injection. Wolfsbane.Why? Why?The door creaked again, and I started, guards or something worse. But it was him.Mikhail.He moved in with ease, as if he hadn't just destroyed all that remained." You monster," I panted, my voice harsh and weak. "What have you done to me?"He looked down at me, calm, composed, his face blank. "I made sure you'd know who you belong to.""I don't belong to you," I snarled, though my voice cracked with pain. "I never did. Never will.".He kn

Chapter 110|| CLARA'S POV ||The shattering echo of screams jolted me out of unconsciousness.My head thumped. My body ached with the wolfsbane lingering in my system. But even the pain could not mute. I woke to—the shrieking, thunderous voices just outside the door.I opened my eyes. The walls of the room appeared to ripple slightly. My ears only just managed to pick up Mikhail's voice thundering, "She's my wife! My mate!"No, another voice snapped back—familiar, harsh, but warm like a winter fire crackling. Alberto.My heart clenched in my chest. He came. He actually came. I thought that I was hallucinating.I tried to stand up, but my legs would not move. My body was a hollowness of bone. But I dragged myself toward the door, trembling with hands that clung to the cold frame."A true mate," Alberto snarled, "would never poison wolfsbane into the woman he claims to love. A true mate protects her. He does not dominate. He does not lock her up, beat her up, or shut her up!""She's mi