All Chapters of Rejecting Fate: Lycan Prince’s Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Aurora “Why are you with a Hunts recommendation?” Theron’s voice cut through the air, sharp and furious.I blinked, startled by the sudden aggression. “What?”He stepped closer, eyes blazing. “Is it yours?”“What’s it to you?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay steady even as my heart pounded in my chest.His jaw tightened. “Are you dumb? Do you want to get yourself killed?” he barked.“Excuse me?” I snapped, heat flaring in my chest. Who did he think he was? “What’s it to you?”“What do you think you’re about to do?” His tone was almost mocking now. “You don’t even have a wolf!”"I do!" I countered.. "Do you?" he questioned "You can barely even shift!" he spat. I snatched the letter from his hand, clutching it tightly against me. “How do you know?” I whispered my blood running cold. He smiled, but it wasn’t kind. It was cold, cruel. “You don’t have it, do you?”I frowned, stepping back. “How do you even know that?”“I know,” he said simply, tilting his head in that infuriatingly

“Please!” Orion’s voice broke through. “We don’t have time for this, ma'am! Hunts acceptance ends today!” His composure was beginning to crack. “Her abilities have already proven exceptional. You know that. Someone must’ve taken that letter, to humiliate her or keep her out of the Hunts!”Aurora stood frozen, her chest tight. A single tear slipped down her cheek before she could stop it.Orion caught sight of it. His frustration deepened turning into something fiercer, protective. He took a step forward, his presence suddenly commanding as he loomed over Miss Violeta’s desk.“What I’m asking isn’t complicated,” he said, his tone low but firm. “Write her another recommendation. Right now. Signed and stamped by you. She won’t disappoint.”Miss Violeta studied the two of them for a long, tense moment. The young prince’s eyes burned with conviction, and Aurora’s quiet desperation spoke volumes. Why was the Crown Prince this concerned about a girl he barely knew? she wondered as she slow

Aurora “So, Aurora,” the man began, flipping through the folder of recommendation papers in front of him. “With credentials like these, I have to ask, what do you think about the Hunts? Is this a place you see yourself fitting in? Do you want in?”The big question.The one Theron had drilled into my head not to answer like this. I drew in a deep breath, feeling his gaze dig into my back like a hot brand. My fingers trembled slightly, but I curled them into fists by my sides, forcing the nerves down.“Yes, sir,” I began, my voice coming out steadier than I felt. “I’m very excited. It’s a team I’ve admired for a long time, and I honestly cannot wait to join and contribute to the work.”My heart raced, but I pushed on. “I spent the last two nights studying about the history and formation of the Twilight Hunts Squad,” I added quickly. The man chuckled, clearly impressed. “Well, that’s a first,” he said, his expression softening. Pride fluttered weakly in my stomach. For a fleeting mo

Aurora I was restless the whole night. Morning couldn't come soon enough and it finally did Classes went over in a breeze and dj all it was three p.m.The air was thick with anticipation as I made my way toward the Hunts ground, heart drumming steadily in my chest. “Welcome,” Commander Vale began, his deep, commanding voice cutting through the tension like a blade. “You’ll first be assessed to determine whether you can be indoctrinated. This is not a formality.”Ten of us stood in a perfect line, identical in pale gray tunics embroidered with the crest of the Twilight Hunts. Ten healers. Ten hopefuls.“You are ten,” Vale continued, pacing before us. “But believe me when I say, we don’t need many. And there’s a good chance that after your first mission, you’ll remove yourself from this team.” His gaze swept over us, sharp and unrelenting. “You’ll be divided into smaller groups. How well you adapt, how you function under pressure—that will determine whether you’ll remain as a perma

TheronIt was happening too suddenly. No one had anticipated a mission this early, and as reluctant as I was to allow the healers to join, it couldn’t be avoided.Dominic’s reasoning had been sound, and deep down, I knew he was right.As always, the Heirs myself, Orion, Lucas, and Matteo, would be dispatched to the Depths and the Shallows. The most dangerous missions usually fell to us.Those were our territories. Orion was back, and that meant he was coming with me.We had our differences, personal ones that ran deeper than anyone else could guess, but Orion was competent. Too competent, sometimes. Whatever his feelings toward me, he knew how to set them aside and get the job done.I drew a slow breath. “Nine teams,” I said finally.The Hunts consisted of thirty-eight active members. Two teams would form under the Heirs, joined by two additional members each. That left enough for seven more teams.Orion frowned. “Why not ten?”“Nine,” I replied firmly.He studied me, waiting for an