All Chapters of Saving My Rejected Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

It was already late in the afternoon when Mason, Julian, and Cecil reached the Crimson Claw Territory. The moment they passed through the border gates, they didn’t spare even a second—driving straight toward the fertility clinic where Aria had been receiving her treatments.But as soon as they turned onto the familiar street, all three froze in disbelief.“What the hell…” Cecil murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared through the windshield.Julian squinted at the scene. “Is this… is this the right address?”Mason leaned forward from the back seat, his brow furrowed. “Are you sure this is the place, Cecil?”“I’m sure,” Cecil said firmly, her voice filled with disbelief. “This is it. This was the clinic. I was here two months ago to buy Aria's pills.”Instead of the well-kept, pristine medical building they remembered, a skeletal steel framework now stood in its place—a five-story construction site with scaffolding, half-poured cement, and workers in dusty vests moving

Julian laid out the special clothing on the bed, a sleek, jet-black tactical suit, fitted to Cecil’s form. It was flexible enough for stealth movement, but lined with hidden compartments and reinforced seams. Lightweight, breathable, and deadly quiet. Perfect for slipping undetected into enemy territory.“Where did you even get this?” Cecil asked as she slipped the suit on, running her fingers over the reinforced stitching and small side pockets.Julian didn’t look up. He was inspecting a vial filled with translucent liquid. “Let’s just say... It’s a prototype we keep in storage at the Federation HQ—for situations that require more... discretion.”Cecil raised a brow. “So basically, spy gear?”Julian only gave her a tight-lipped smile. “Something like that.”He stepped closer and lifted a small spray bottle. Without warning, he misted the formula over her shoulders, chest, down her arms, and legs.She coughed lightly. “What the hell is that?”“The scent cloak that was created last nig

While seated at the long dining table, Julian and Mason appeared perfectly at ease—at least, outwardly, were communicating in the privacy of their mindlink.‘Did you find anything?’ Mason asked, voice hard and clipped in Julian’s mind.‘Nothing yet. Not a single clue. Either they removed everything… or burned it all,’ Julian replied, keeping his face placid while mechanically cutting into his steak.‘What about Cecil?’ Mason’s tone sharpened.‘No word. She’s gone dark after checking Aria's old room. I just hope her silence means she’s found something… or that she’s still safe,’ Julian replied, subtly shifting his body to keep the maids and Stella’s nosy sisters from peering at his screen. Every time he pulled out his phone, curious eyes flitted toward it like hawks circling prey.Just then, Elliot’s mother, draped in pearls and false airs of grace, leaned slightly toward Mason. Her voice was syrupy but poisoned.“Chairman,” she began sweetly, “there’s a rumor that you’ve been seen… s

The car slowed to a stop in front of a modest two-story cottage nestled between dense trees and old garden hedges. The Jensen home was unassuming, faded yellow paint, wooden fence, a wind chime gently clinking in the breeze, but it gave off a quiet warmth that made it feel safe. Like a sanctuary.Mrs. Jensen stepped out first, waving for them to follow as she opened the creaky gate. “Come in, come in! My husband’s not home right now, he’s working at this hour, but I’ll show you where we hid the madam’s things.”Cecil’s heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and dread. Mason and Julian exchanged a glance, wordless but alert. They didn’t trust easily, but today, they were running on hope.Mrs. Jensen led them through a narrow hallway and down a set of stairs hidden behind an old pantry door.She flipped on the light and descended carefully, gesturing for them to follow. “We didn’t want to anger the Alpha,” she said in a hushed voice. “So we put them down here where no one would think

“Nina, child!” Matilda rushed to her and pulled her into her arms. “What happened?”“I-I don’t know! She was fine earlier. She was smiling and brushing my hair while we talked! And then… then she said she felt sleepy, and now she won’t wake up!”Shaman Orun immediately moved to Aria’s side, placing both hands over her forehead and chest. His brows knitted in intense focus. He muttered ancient words under his breath, invoking protective runes and divine intervention.Matilda held Nina close as the little girl sobbed into her chest.“I can still feel her spirit,” Orun finally said. “But something’s pulling her down… suppressing her life force. The witch’s poison is accelerating. I thought my protection spell could last three days, but it seems like we don’t have much time.”“I’ll take Nina out and call Mason,” Matilda said with urgency, lifting the trembling child into her arms. Her voice was calm for Nina’s sake, but her eyes were filled with dread.“Please do,” Orun replied, never brea