Semua Bab Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King: Bab 31 - Bab 40

(Hilda)My lips still tingle from Soren's kiss, a mix of anger and desire swirling inside me.The small cabin feels like it’s closing in, making everything even more intense."I can't stay here," I say, my voice shaking. "You can't decide what's best for me."Soren's eyes are filled with determination and something else I can’t name."I won't let you get hurt," he says firmly. "Not by Arlo, not by anyone.""You don't get it," I snap. "This isn't about Arlo. It's about you controlling me, thinking you know what's best."His jaw clenches. "Hilda, you don't understand the danger. Arlo is hiding something that could destroy us all.""Then let me decide that for myself!" I shout. "I'm not a pawn in your game, Soren. I can take care of myself."He steps closer, his presence overwhelming. "I won't lose you," he says in a low growl. "Not like this."His intensity makes my heart pound with fear and something else. Something I don’t want to admit.“You have to let me go,” I say, forcing steel i

(Cerelia)The forest is alive with the sounds of the night, but all I hear is the pounding of my own heart.I move swiftly, tracking Soren’s scent. It’s faint but unmistakable, leading me deeper into the woods.My mind races with thoughts of what I might find. Of what I fear.Moonlight filters through the trees, casting long shadows across the ground. The air is thick with tension, and I can’t shake the sense of dread that hangs over me like a dark cloud.I have to find Soren, have to confront him about what I know. What I feel deep in my bones.Finally, I see it. A small cabin nestled in the clearing, light seeping through the cracks in the wooden structure.My breath catches in my throat as I approach, every step weighted with the knowledge that nothing will be the same after this.I reach the door and hesitate, my hand hovering over the worn wood.Muffled voices slip through the walls. Soren’s low, rumbling tone and a softer, feminine voice I recognize too well.Hilda.Swallowing t

(Hilda)Morning comes, and with it, the memory of the previous night.What we did was horrible, undeniable, and fierce.It is betrayal.And it is all I can think about.I can’t meet his eyes as I pull on my clothes, every movement thick with regret.I can’t get Cerelia’s expression of pain out of my head.Soren betrayed her.And I betrayed Arlo.“You can’t just walk out,” Soren says, his voice raw from the night’s yelling.I pause but don’t turn around.“You’re one to talk,” I say with a sarcastic laugh. “You’ve done the same.”Soren is silent, and that speaks louder than words.I move toward the door.“Hilda,” Soren stops me. His tone is softer, but still edged with stubbornness.“What we did… what we’ve done… It’s wrong. But it doesn’t change the danger we’re in.”I turn to face him, letting my emotions take control.I let myself be angry. Although most of my anger is aimed at myself.I betrayed my mate and I am furious with myself about it.“Don’t you dare, Soren,” I shout. “Don’t

(Hilda)We hear the screams first.And we feel it when the ground shakes.It starts as a rumble, but quickly grows.Soren’s head snaps up, his body tense.Without a word, we both rush to the door, throwing it open and stumbling outside.The ground beneath our feet shakes so violently we have to grab the side of the cabin for support.The scene outside is chaos.Pack members from Soren’s pack and Arlo’s are running toward the clearing. Their faces are full of fear, and it makes a chill run down my spine.“What the hell is going on?” I ask.“Nothing good.”“Soren!” A voice calls out. One of the scouts sprints toward us, his face pale.“It’s Cerelia and Arlo! They’re in the clearing, you need to come quick!”I meet Soren’s eyes, and we share the same panicked, confused expression. Cerelia and Arlo… together?What could possibly have brought them to the clearing together, after everything?Soren doesn’t hesitate.He grabs my hand and pulls me into a run.We follow the others to the cl

(Cerelia)The pain is intense, crippling.How could Soren do this to me?I’ve always known in the back of my mind that he never completely got over Hilda, but I believed him when he told me he loves me.That I’m his rock. That I’m the one he chose to be his Luna.I remain hidden in the trees, listening.Hilda’s remorse sounds genuine, but it changes nothing.It happened. They slept together. There’s no going back, no changing that.I have to find a way to move past the pain and figure out what my next move should be.Something strange happened while I wielded the talisman that destroyed Lilith.I felt a seam of magical power light up inside me. As if it had been hiding in plain sight all along, waiting for the right time to come alive.After hearing Soren beg Hilda to stay with him, it’s clear there’s no reason for me to return to the pack house.A small part of me held out hope that maybe Lilith had cast a spell, forcing Hilda and Soren together.Even if she had, he obviously doesn’t