Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Rejected Mate: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

I was right when I said something was wrong. All of that peace felt like silence before the storm.That night when I went to bed, I was pretty restless. I had this nagging feeling in my belly telling me something was wrong. Yet, Xavier’s touch lulled me into a sleep.But then came a dream.The dream came in pieces.Shadows slithered through the trees, twisting around thick trunks and curling against the roots. There was whispering—low, indecipherable murmurs that sent chills down my spine.I turned, but the world around me shifted. One moment, I was in the forest. The next, I was standing in front of the ancient church where Lucas and I had taken the blood oath.The doors were ope

 The change was subtle at first. Something that couldn’t be seen easily. Xavier had always been a man of quiet intensity, but today, something was… different.It started when we returned from the packhouse. He had been alert, calculating, his hand never leaving the small of my back as if expecting something to strike at any moment. But once we were home, his sharpness faded into something else—something quieter.Distant.He wasn’t pacing, wasn’t tense or outwardly agitated. Instead, he was still. Too still. I watched him from the corner of my eye as I rocked Aurora in my arms. Xavier sat on the edge of the bed, head bowed slightly, his hands resting loosely on his thighs. His breaths wer

There was a shift in the air, one I couldn’t ignore.Tension clung to the packhouse walls like an unseen force, thick and suffocating. The wolves around us moved cautiously, their voices hushed, their eyes flickering between Xavier and each other as if they were waiting for something—something inevitable, something they feared.And Xavier… he was silent.Not his usual composed, brooding silence. This was different.He sat stiffly at the edge of the couch, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped so tightly his knuckles were white. His head was slightly bowed, dark hair falling over his forehead, hiding his face from view. But I didn’t need to see his eyes to know what was going on inside him.He was unraveling.Slowly.Silently.Aurora’s wails broke through the suffocating stillness.I shifted my grip on her, trying to soothe her, but she kept fussing, her tiny body squirming in my arms. No amount of rocking, humming, or whispered reassurances seemed to help. It wasn’t just discomfor

The night of the sacrifice felt like a distant memory, but I remembered every detail with chilling clarity.The flickering torches. The scent of blood in the air. The quiet murmurs of the Elders as they stood in a circle, their faces grave and knowing.I remembered standing there, my heart hammering as Ariana took the blood oath with Lucas. I should have been focused on her, on what it meant for us. But something else had been stirring inside me that night.A pull.A strange, invisible force winding itself around my ribs, tightening with every passing second. It was subtle at first—a whisper at the back of my mind, a shiver in my spine. But then came the sharp pain in my chest, a sensation so foreign, so suffocating, that I had to grip the edge of a wooden bench ju

Kane and Jake stood outside my bedroom.Looks like sleep left me forever. I don’t even remember the last time I slept. No, I don’t even remember the last time I closed my eyes accidentally. Everytime I look back, all I see is the future coming faster, onto us.“What now?” Something looked funny. No, it smelled funny. But I couldn’t do anything. It could just be my wolf acting up. We did not shift for the longest time and that could have made him irritated.“The vampires are at the border. They want to talk to you. They claim to come in peace, but I don’t trust those bloody bastards one bit.”“We need to talk to them before we plan on killing them, Jake. We don't know how many there are. And we definitely don’t know what they are up to.” Shutting my bedroom door, I walked out, Jake and Kane following me.We decided to shift and reach the border. My wolf was ready to release itself and I let him take charge. Grabbing our dresses in our mouths, we raced to the border. The guards were stat