Semua Bab His Rejected Mate: Bab 71 - Bab 80

The vampire looked nothing like the old stories said they would. I chuckled humorlessly at my thoughts. When did these bastards look like that? No long black cloak. No aristocratic smugness or silver tongue. Just a boy. Barely twenty. Skin gray, eyes glassy, limbs trembling. He was shackled to the post in our camp’s prison tent, the thick silver cuffs burning faint marks into his wrists.But it wasn’t the cuffs that made me uneasy. It was the silence. The way he sat there, head bowed, like a marionette whose strings had been cut. Ariana stood beside me, her arms folded across her chest, her expression unreadable. She hadn’t spoken since we walked in, but her presence alone filled the tent like a storm cloud.I cleared my throat. “Name.”

Weapons don’t think. They execute. And that’s all I am now.The night air was thin at the mountain’s edge, sharp like a blade, but it didn’t cut me. Not anymore. My skin had long since grown numb to the cold — and to everything else. Below, the wolves burned their torches and sharpened their blades, clinging to hope like it meant something. Like it could save them. It wouldn’t.Behind me, the vampire commander hissed orders. His voice scratched at my ears, but I didn’t bother to listen. I already knew what needed to be done. “Xavier,” he called, stepping closer. “You will lead the eastern flank. Break their line. Go for the Alpha first.” I gave a silent nod. No resistance. No emotion. He didn’t deserve words.I didn’t speak unless necessar

Dawn hadn't broken yet, but the sky was already stirring — a bruised shade of purple and blue, streaked with pale wisps of light. The kind of sky that made you forget, just for a moment, that the world was on the brink of chaos.But there was no forgetting today.The camp was quiet in a way that didn't feel peaceful. It felt heavy. Thick. Like every breath was a reminder of what we were about to do… or lose.I stood at the edge of the barracks, Ryan strapped gently to my chest, his tiny heartbeat thudding against mine like a drum far too innocent for this kind of morning. Aurora clung to my side, her little hand tangled in the hem of my coat. She wasn’t speaking much these days. She just watched. Understood things she shouldn’t have to.Around me, people moved in silence.Warriors checked their packs one last time. Mothers knelt beside sleeping children, brushing their hair away from their faces, pressing kisses to foreheads as though trying to memorize the feel of them. Mates clung t

The battlefield was chaotic.Blood soaked into the dirt beneath my feet. Screams echoed across the field—wolf, vampire, even human. The stench of ash and iron burned in my nose. I moved like instinct, blade in hand, lungs heaving, every limb screaming from the weight of war.We had won the morning, barely. But they came again—angrier, faster, crueler. This time with spells that tore the earth, that turned the sky the color of fire. They didn’t care about victory. They wanted devastation.And I gave them hell.One vampire came at me, fangs bared, black claws flashing. I ducked, drove my blade through his ribs, twisted hard. He crumpled with a shriek, melting into ash.A second one lunged at my back—I barely turned in time to block. His claws sliced across my forearm, tearing through skin. I gritted my teeth, ignoring the pain, and slammed my elbow into his face.More came. There was no end.At some point, I lost track of where Ariana was. Or Jake. I was just moving—killing, blocking, ga

The world had turned red.It wasn't just the blood soaking the ground, or the flames licking the tree line. It was something deeper — a rage, a fury, a heartbreak that turned every breath into fire. The moment I saw him, my fists clenched so hard I thought they might shatter.Xavier.But this wasn’t the Xavier I had once known. No trace of humanity remained in his eyes. They glowed an unnatural crimson, and his skin looked like pale stone under moonlight. A dark mark curled across the side of his neck, pulsing like a living thing. He stood tall, cold, still — until the killing began.He didn’t pause. He didn’t hesitate.He moved like a weapon forged in vengeance.