Semua Bab Rejecting Fate: Lycan Prince’s Mate: Bab 11 - Bab 19

AuroraI walked on slowly, but my head spun and I felt weak.Miss Grace had assured me that the damage from the practical wouldn’t affect my points. She also told me to check back in with her later. The thrumming at the back of my head returned, and at some point, I had to lean against the wall for support. That had really drained me.Was it the fear of failure that overwhelmed me and made me blow everything out of proportion Or something else entirely?That’s the thing with our energy—it could easily spiral out of control if not managed properly and it seemed I had dispensed and wasted mine carelessly.My head spun again, and I stumbled.The books in my hands felt heavier than ever, like they weighed a thousand pounds.“Woah,” a voice muttered as someone grabbed onto me steadying me. I looked up and met Orion’s serious gaze. “Easy, Velina,” he said gently.I stared at him incredulously. As he held me up. Another nickname? Did he have something against my actual name? He never see

Aurora Theron, you infuriating bastard. I swore under my breath as I walked away from the building. “Aurora?”A hand suddenly grabbed my arm, halting me.I turned sharply, still seething.Orion stood in front of me, slightly out of breath, concern etched on his face.“Hey,” he said gently. “I’ve been calling you. I must’ve said your name like five times while running to catch up. Are you okay?”I looked away, jaw clenched.“I stepped out from the center for a moment,” he continued. “Lucas said you went in, but I couldn’t find you anywhere.”That’s because your charming friend locked himself and I in the damn dressing room! I screamed in my head, biting my tongue before it slipped out.I needed to cool off.Now.I started walking again, fists clenched at my sides.“Aurora,” Orion called, catching up beside me. “What happened? Did something happen?”I spun around so fast he nearly bumped into me.“Your friend happened!” I snapped. “He’s absolutely insufferable!”My voice trembled with

TheronThe king sat at the head, the queen beside him, looking every bit the polished, regal pair they wanted the world to believe they were. I could imagine we looked like a perfect family, framed neatly among the other important guests who had come for the dinner and the interview.I understood exactly what this was.A well crafted illusion.Strength. Warmth. Family and unity. A tight-knit royal circle, sharing a meal while the world watched.Perfection. I scowled under my breath. I took small, barely-there bites of my food, unsure if I could swallow past the bile clawing its way up my throat. My chest felt tight as my gaze swept across the room, catching every perfectly timed smile. “And about the benefit program,” someone said lightly from across the table, “I heard new attendees arrived at the academy just this week.”“Ah, yes,” the king replied with a pleasant nod. “A promising batch this year.”“It’s a beautiful thing, what you’ve done,” the woman continued. “Keeping the prog

Aurora “I wonder why those girls were sent away,” Meghan said. “Yes, immediate expulsion,” Sarah added with a scowl. “And now we’re being breathed down on by forces we can’t even see.”Annabelle bit into her food calmly, her eyes thoughtful.“They were found snooping around the West Wing section,” she said, like she’d been waiting for the question.“Last night.”I paused. “The West Wing?”She nodded. “The two girls that were sent off. That’s where they were caught.”My eyebrows shot up.“That’s one of the places that’s strictly off-limits, right?”“But isn’t that kind of harsh?” I asked slowly, trying to understand. “I mean… maybe they got curious or just—wandered?”Sarah nodded beside me. “Exactly. We’ve all been tempted to poke around a bit, especially with how mysterious this place is.”“Oh no, no, no,” Annabelle said, her voice dropping a little. “It’s not just what they did. It's the question of why. " The table went quiet..Annabelle let out a slow breath. “Twilight is in po

Theron Mate?My senses were pricked at an attention as I sniffed through the air. A strange anxiety had been gnawing at me for days. Plus I hadn’t slept much. Couldn’t.I was anxious and restless. “She will come at twilight.” that was what was expected. The pattern that had been that way for years. And I hoped it would be wrong. But here we were.The moon had begun its slow rise, and suddenly the air changed.Different.Sharper.Alive.I resisted the overwhelming urge to shift. My body was on edge, my Lycan prowling beneath my skin, ears twitching, teeth bared, demanding to find her.She was here. I slipped away from the others, who thought they were being subtle. They weren’t. I knew I was being monitored. At first, I had dreaded this moment. Hated it and didn't want it. The idea of being bound to someone, of fate deciding for me. But now, now that the scent was closer...Excitement throbbed low in my chest.She’d be perfect, I imagined.Refined. Powerful.Like the current L