All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By Contract: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Fiona’s POVI rode for what felt like forever, the cold wind cutting against my cheeks as if it was trying to slap some sense into me. I rode hard for, let’s say, two hours before I finally slowed down, the pounding of the hooves giving way to my heavy breathing.Both of us were exhausted—physically, emotionally, maybe even spiritually, who knows?I’d managed to lose Derek’s warriors somewhere between the mountain pass and the woods by taking paths that I was sure only I was familiar with because in my earlier days as a Luna in Moonveil, I was always out of the territory, touring and improving my horse-riding skills.The path was a narrow trail hidden under thick ferns and fallen branches that no sane rider would dare. For once, being reckless worked in my favor.I was alone, finally. That was exactly what I wanted, or so I told myself.The silence closed in around me in a way that was not so comforting, like I envisioned it. I didn’t have a real plan beyond getting away from Derek an

Derek’s POVI paced the length of the courtyard corridor restlessly, ignoring the stabbing pain that shot up my leg with every step and Mara’s voice that followed me like an irritating sound I couldn’t mute.“Alpha, you need to be in bed. You’re tearing the muscles worse than they already are,” she said for what seemed like the hundredth time, standing by the window with her arms crossed.“I don’t need bed rest,” I snapped, my voice carrying the weight of my anxiety. “What I need is news.”I heard her heave out deeply before going on to say, “I trust Zeal would be able to bring back Fiona; you should trust that as well. Fiona will be fine.”Honestly, I wanted to trust that, but every second she was out there felt like eternity seeping away my sanity, and to make matters worse, my mind kept replaying a thousand versions of scenarios of what could’ve happened to her, each one worse than the last. I ground my teeth hard until my head ached as I thought about how I might not be able to f

Fiona’s POV Three days had crawled by since Derek’s revelation and my thoughtless move, and each of these days was slow enough to feel like a test on my sanity and at the same time fast enough that I kept losing track of time.On the outside for these past few days, I played the perfect Luna recovering from emotional trauma. I ate in my room, slept when I could, and spent most of my waking hours tucked into a corner of the library, burying my head in old pack law books and alliance scrolls. To every eye that gazed upon me, I was healing. Processing. Calming down. But in truth, I was planning a revolution.I made Mara become my accidental spy without her knowing. I made sure every tray she brings up to my room comes with updates from the pack house. She told me how everything was going, including how Derek had doubled the guards around my room, how Xira now spends more time with him than ever and also how Miles had sent two more letters to him requesting a private meeting with me.

Fiona’s POV By the time I reached the borders of Kael’s territory, the darkness that had once swallowed the earth was already thinning, and I could see dawn dragging itself across the horizon.I was breathless, and the two horses I had borrowed—stolen, actually—were also exhausted. I had pushed them hard, harder than I should have, but I didn’t have the luxury of slowing down to let us all catch our breath. Not when Eva’s life was hanging by a thread.I slowed them to a trot as Kael’s main compound came into view, mentally running through the plan I’d sung to myself the entire ride about slipping in quietly, finding Eva and the others in where they are being held captivate, and then getting out before anyone smells my presence.By the time I drew closer to the gate and saw Kael standing right there with at least a dozen warriors positioned like they’d been waiting all night for my arrival, I realized how stupid my plan that I thought was simple and clean was. A cold shiver sank into

Fiona’s POVI stood frozen.My knife was still pressed at Kael’s throat, my hand shaking terribly, the metallic smell of his blood that was thick in the air making its way through my nose and down to my stomach, where it made me sick with every breath I took.His confession about the baby, every word of it, every lie wrapped in the silk voice of his, wouldn’t stop ringing in my mind.A part of me wanted—so badly—to drive the blade deeper into his throat and end every manipulation he would ever attempt again. To shut him up permanently and stop him from dragging my pup, who he knows nothing about other than it was his seed, into his twisted games.But another part of me, the part that once loved him desperately to believe every lie he told, every promise he made, every soft word he whispered into my ear, that part… couldn’t move to finish things off once and for all.I pulled back abruptly, stumbling away from him, panting really hard. His warriors rushed forward the second I let go of