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

Aurora"Please!" Orion's voice cut through the room, his usual calm cracking. "We don't have time for this, ma'am. Hunts acceptance ends today!""Her abilities have already proven exceptional. You know that," he continued fiercely. "Someone took that letter to humiliate her. Or worse, to keep her out of the Hunts."I stood frozen beside him, my chest tight and aching. A single tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it.Orion saw it.The frustration in his expression seemed to harden. He stepped forward, his presence suddenly commanding as he loomed over Miss Violeta's desk."What I'm asking isn't complicated," he said, his voice low but unyielding. "Write her another recommendation. Right now. Signed and sealed by you. She won't disappoint."Miss Violeta studied us both in silence. I could see the question in her gaze: Why was the Crown Prince this invested in a girl he barely knew?And she was right. None of this was proper. She slowly sat back in her chair."Orion..." My voi

Aurora"So, Aurora," the man began, flipping through the folder of recommendation papers in front of him. "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."Theron's gaze seemed to burn even hotter into my back. A bit more force than that and he'd probably be shooting lasers at me.My heart raced, but I pushed on. "I spent the last two nights studying the history and formation of the Twilight Hunts Squad," I added quickly.I had started the moment Miss Grace brought up the idea to me.The

AuroraI was restless the whole night.Mulling over my conversation with Theron. Why was he so hell bent on picking on me? Of all the people in this school, thousands of students, he just had to focus on me?My conclusion: he was just an oaf. An overbearing, arrogant one. So I shook it off and finally slept.Morning couldn't come soon enough, and it finally did.Classes went by in a breeze, and soon it was three p.m. The air was thick with anticipation as I made my way toward the Hunts ground, my 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 ch

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