All Chapters of I Rejected My Mate To Protect The Pack: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21 Hunter and Tara

When Sanctuary Crumbles Marcus pov The emergency call came at three in the morning, jolting me from the first decent sleep I had in days. The phone's shrill ring cut through the quiet of the Silverstone pack house like a blade, carrying with it the kind of urgency that meant lives hung in the balance. I drove back after talking with Hunter and Tara and I'm exhausted. "Marcus?" The voice on the other end was Alpha David Chen from the Mountain Ridge Pack, three hundred miles north of Silverstone territory. David's usual calm composure was completely shattered, replaced by barely controlled panic. "We need sanctuary. Immediate sanctuary for what's left of my pack." I was already pulling on clothes, my mind shifting into crisis mode. "What happened?" "They hit us tonight. The Broken Bond Brotherhood—at least a dozen of them, maybe more. They knew exactly where to strike, exactly when our defenses would be weakest." David's voice cracked with grief and rage. "They went after thr

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

Chapter 22 Hunter and Tara

Breaking Point Tara pov The phone call from Marcus came at dawn, dragging Hunter from the first peaceful sleep he'd had since the attack. I was curled in the uncomfortable hospital chair beside his bed, a blanket tucked around my shoulders and my dark hair falling across my face as I dozed. I had insisted on staying through the night after the doctors had expressed concern about his blood pressure, claiming I wanted to monitor his recovery. Hunter knew better. I was as worried about the escalating situation as he was, and neither of us wanted to face the growing threats alone. Hunter pov "Dad?" I answered the phone quietly, trying not to wake Tara. She looked cute sleeping. "Son, I need you to listen carefully. We have a situation." The gravity in dad's voice made my blood run cold. In the space of ten minutes, my father outlined the devastating attack on Mountain Ridge Pack, the refugees now sheltering at Silverstone, and the increasing boldness of the Broken Bond Broth

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

Chapter 23 Hunter and Tara

Standing Together Tara pov The Silverstone pack house felt different when Hunter and I arrived that evening—charged with tension and filled with the subdued energy of a community preparing for war. Refugees from Mountain Ridge Pack had transformed the common areas into temporary living spaces, and the halls buzzed with quiet conversations about security measures and evacuation plans. But the biggest shock was finding Lydia Crescent in the main kitchen, efficiently organizing meal preparations for the displaced families. Hunter stopped dead in the doorway, his arm still in a sling from his shoulder injury, with me beside him carrying our shared hospital bag. Lydia looked up from the industrial-sized pot of soup she was stirring, her usually perfect appearance replaced by practical clothes and her platinum hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. "Hunter," she said, her voice carefully neutral. "You look better than I expected." "Lydia." Hunter's tone carried warning and confusion i

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

Chapter 24 Hunter and Tara

The Price of Defiance Hunter pov The chaos outside the great hall intensified as pack guards rushed to establish defensive perimeters around the Silverstone territory. Through the tall windows, I could see vehicles burning in the distance and the organized movement of figures dressed in dark clothing—the Broken Bond Brotherhood had come in force. But it was the silence that followed the initial attack that made my blood run cold. The kind of tactical silence that spoke of professionals rather than rage-fueled rogues, of a coordinated assault rather than a desperate strike. Dad appeared at the side entrance to the hall, his face grim as he motioned for me to join him. "We need to talk. Now." I squeezed Tara's hand before reluctantly letting go. "Stay with the Council. Don't leave this room." "Hunter—" "Promise me," I said urgently. "Whatever happens out there, this room is the safest place for you right now." Tara nodded reluctantly, though her green eyes blazed with the

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

Chapter 25 Hunter and Tara

United We Stand Hunter pov The great hall had been transformed from a formal Council chamber into a war room in the space of an hour. The ornate banners still hung from the rafters, but the ceremonial seating had been replaced with tactical displays, communication equipment, and maps showing Brotherhood positions throughout the territory. I stood before the assembled crowd—not just Council members now, but pack warriors, refugees from Mountain Ridge, and volunteers from allied territories who had arrived throughout the day. The tablet containing the Brotherhood's ultimatum rested on the podium before me, its screen dark but somehow still emanating menace. Tara sat in a chair positioned just behind and to the side of where I stood, close enough to offer support but positioned to show that she was my partner, not my shadow. Her presence was a steady anchor as I prepared to address the largest gathering of supernatural leaders in decades. "Before we discuss our response," I bega

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 26 Hunter and Tara

When Love Becomes War Hunter pov The abandoned warehouse sat like a scar against the Nevada landscape, its broken windows and rusted metal siding a testament to decades of neglect. Intelligence gathered throughout the afternoon had confirmed this as the Brotherhood's stronghold—isolated enough for their purposes, defensible enough to make a rescue attempt costly. I crouched behind an overturned truck about fifty yards from the main entrance, my injured shoulder aching despite the painkillers but my mind sharp with tactical focus. Around me, thirty-seven pack warriors from six different territories waited for my signal, their faces painted with camouflage and their weapons checked and ready. Tara knelt beside me, her own face streaked with black paint and her dark hair pulled back in a tight braid. She'd insisted on joining the assault team despite every argument me, her father, and Alpha Marcus had made about her safety. "I'm not hiding in the pack house while you risk your l

Last Updated : 2025-07-19

Chapter 27 Hunter and Tara

When Roles Reverse Hunter pov The warehouse should have been cleared. The Brotherhood's leadership was either dead or in custody, the hostages were safe, and the fires were beginning to die down as emergency crews worked to contain the damage. Tara and I were making our way toward the exit when the attack came from behind—silent, swift, and deadly. I heard the whisper of displaced air a split second before pain exploded across my abdomen. A curved blade, wielded by a Brotherhood operative who had been playing dead among the bodies, sliced through my tactical vest and into the muscle beneath with surgical precision. "Hunter!" Tara's scream cut through the night air as I stumbled forward, my hands instinctively moving to my stomach where warmth was spreading beneath my fingers. Fuck I thought not again. The operative—a woman with wild eyes and Brotherhood tattoos covering her arms—raised her bloodied knife for a second strike, her face twisted with fanatical rage. "For the na

Last Updated : 2025-07-20

Chapter 28 Hunter and Tara

After the Storm Tara pov The hospital room was quiet now, filled only with the soft beeping of monitoring equipment and the muted sounds of evening settling over Silver Creek. Hunter lay propped against pillows, his stomach wrapped in clean bandages and his color slowly returning after hours of surgery and recovery. The knife wound had been deeper than I had initially thought, requiring internal stitches and careful monitoring for infection, but the doctors assured them he would make a full recovery. It had been six hours since the warehouse battle. Six hours of debriefings with law enforcement, medical procedures, phone calls to pack leaders across the country, and the constant stream of visitors wanting to check on Hunter's condition and hear firsthand accounts of the Brotherhood's defeat. But finally, mercifully, we were alone. I sat in the chair beside Hunter's bed, still wearing my torn and bloodstained tactical gear, my face marked with bruises from my fight with the B

Last Updated : 2025-07-21

Chapter 29 Hunter and Tara

What Love Looks Like Hunter pov Three days after the warehouse battle, I was finally cleared for discharge from the hospital. The morning sun streamed through the windows of my room as I carefully pulled on a clean shirt, mindful of the still-tender stitches across my stomach. The worst of the pain had faded, replaced by the duller ache of healing tissue and the restless energy of someone who had spent too many days confined to bed. Tara sat cross-legged on the unmade hospital bed, organizing the small pile of personal items we had accumulated during my stay—flowers from well-wishers, books she'd read aloud to me during my recovery, and the tablet containing dozens of messages from pack leaders across the country expressing their gratitude for ending the Brotherhood threat. "Ready to go home?" she asked, looking up from her task with the kind of smile that made my chest tighten with emotion. I never thought she smile at me again. "More than ready," I replied, moving to sit b

Last Updated : 2025-07-22

Chapter 30 Hunter and Tara

Coming Home Hunter pov The Silverstone pack house felt different when we returned from the hospital, charged with the quiet energy of a community beginning to heal. The refugees from Mountain Ridge had started to settle into more permanent arrangements, children's laughter could be heard from the common areas, and the constant tension that had marked recent weeks was finally beginning to ease. My childhood bedroom had been prepared for my recovery—fresh linens, medical supplies discretely arranged on the nightstand, and blackout curtains to ensure I could rest without disturbance. It was a far cry from the clinical sterility of the hospital, filled with memories and the familiar scents of home. But what made it perfect was Tara's presence beside me. She sat on the edge of my bed, helping me arrange the pillows to support my still-tender abdomen, her touch gentle but efficient. The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows, casting everything in warm golden light that ma

Last Updated : 2025-07-23

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