All Chapters of Hunted By My Rejected Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62|| Elinda's POV ||The door snapped shut behind us.The obvious silence was hanging between us!I was in the center of the room, surrounded by riches that meant nothing to me. Velvet curtains, crystal fixtures, gold trim along the crown trim—all of it melted away to nothingness as my heart thundered inside of me like an animal trapped. My hands were damp, my mouth faking a big smile always.And Alexis was standing there, some feet between us, as if he were the man I once trusted with every part of myself—and now couldn't even understand."You lied," I gasped, the words trembling with rage and something I did not dare to call. "You said you broke the bond. That it was done.""I did," Alexis replied, her voice low and soft, "I tried.""Tried?" I laughed, harsh and empty. "What the fuck do you mean you tried? That's not how this works. You don't try to break a mate bond, Alexis. You do, or you don't."He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding my eyes, and for the first time in days, h

Chapter 64|| ALEXIS'S POV ||An hour ago.I stood behind the frosted glass, arms crossed, jaw clamped in place as I gazed at them through the window of this top-floor restaurant. Every nerve in my body screamed for control, but the moment Alaric made contact with her hand, I felt something deep within me awaken—possessive, animalistic, deadly.Elinda smiled, that fake,vacant smile of hers, that she would display at royal pageants and scripted press events. But her face—stiff, strained—gave away the show. She didn't like it. And he did know that. That bastard got closer to her, ran his fingers against hers like he belonged. Like he was her mate already that I stood but a couple steps away, ready to let this all go up in flames inside.I reached into my jacket pocket and flipped the button on the comm. "Marcus."His voice sprang to life, crackling on the way. "Yes, Alpha?""Get him out of there. I don't care how—just do it. Now."There was a moment's silence. Too long. I heard him brea

Chapter 66Alexis's POVI held her—more closely than I ever had. Her body trembled against me, not from the cold but from something much darker, something more heavy. Elinda hadn't spoken a word since we'd left that blood-soaked warehouse. Her hands were still stained, despite my having washed them clean. The first kill always leaves a mark that water can't wash away.I kept one arm around her shoulders as I controlled my men with the other. My voice was steady, cold, calculated—giving orders I'd given a hundred times before, but each word meant something this time. "Burn everything," I told them. "No bodies, no bullets, no fucking whispers. Nobody hears what happened tonight. Nobody at all."Yes, Boss," my second-in-command, Viktor, replied as he was already getting our cleanup crew moving.Elinda flinched at the word "bodies." I drew her closer, pushing her toward the car parked beside. She moved as if she was walking through sludge-or memory. I recognized the feeling well. I had be

Chapter 68|| Elinda's POV ||I knew something was suspicious the moment I saw Clara pass Alberto like he was a stranger. She didn't look his way at all, didn't smile—nothing. Her cold, calm eyes zeroed in on the tall man who stood near the entrance. She approached him, her arms hugging him like she belonged there. And maybe she did.Alberto remained there, stiff, shoulders tightened, lips parted slightly as if he was about to say something… anything. But nothing escaped. I placed a gentle hand on his arm, attempting to question him."Who is she?" I whispered.His jaw tightened. "It's complicated."That was all he said. And I could tell he wasn't about to tell me—either because it was too painful or because uttering it aloud would make it so. I didn't push. Not now.The rest of the night was foggy. I remember little of the talk or the string quartet in the corner or the scent of wine drifting through the air. My head was still thinking around Clara and Alberto. When at last I was info

Chapter 70|| ALEXIS'S POV ||My grandfather's words rang in my head like a curse I couldn't ignore."He won't wake up, Alexis. He was hit with spell-coated claws. It's not physical damage—it's dark magic," she said, wiping sweat from her brow as she examined my grandfather's motionless body.I gripped my palms in my fists. My strongest human being alive grandfather lay unconscious, his chest rising and falling shallow, unusual l breaths. I could sense Elinda standing behind me. Her cologne—sweet mix of wet roses and attitude—was oddly calming through the pain growing inside me."I can help," she whispered.I didn't look at her. "No.""Elinda—"I said no. Finally, I turned. "You're Royal. You don't just bleed for commoners. You know the rules. Your blood. it's not for everyone."She stepped forward anyway, her eyes burning into mine like fire on cold metal. "I don't care about the rules.""Elinda—"I said—" I was cut off by her with a ferocity that froze the entire room, "—a life is m