All Chapters of Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Devon's POV I expected Eric to hate me. Honestly. I wouldn't have blamed him. If our positions had been reversed, I probably would've thrown me out too. Instead, he handed me a wooden training sword before sunrise. "You fight?" I caught it. "I know enough." "We'll find out." That was all he said before walking toward the clearing behind Atreus' estate. The morning air was cool, the grass still damp beneath our boots. A handful of warriors were already training nearby, though they gave us plenty of space. Anton leaned against a tree with folded arms. Hannah and Elena sat on the porch steps watching us. Atreus stood farther back, speaking quietly with one of his Sentinels. Eric turned to face me. "Come at me." "Just like that?" "You waiting for an invitation?" I shrugged. "You already gave one." I moved first. Fast. I aimed a strike toward his ribs. He caught my wrist so effortlessly that it was almost insulting. Before I could react, he swept my feet out from

Kaia's POV Pain woke me before my eyes opened. A dull ache spread through every part of my body, but the sharpest pain came from my stomach. It burned every time I breathed, reminding me exactly where I'd driven the knife. The memory hit me all at once. Anton. His face. The horror in his eyes. His arms catching me before I hit the ground. My first thought wasn't relief. I'm alive. Then another followed immediately. Why? I had expected to wake inside a Veil prison. Or not wake up at all. Slowly, I forced my eyes open. Soft morning light filtered through curtains swaying in the breeze. The bed beneath me was comfortable. Far too comfortable. Clean sheets covered me. The room smelled unfamiliar. Wolves. Daywalkers. Then another scent drifted through the air. Hannah. My heart lurched. I knew where I was. Atreus' estate. I was surrounded by enemies. Instinct urged me to get up, but the moment I pushed myself upright, a sharp pain shot through my stomach. I hiss

Third Person's POV The estate no longer resembled the peaceful sanctuary it had once been. Wolves moved constantly across the grounds, carrying weapons, supplies, and messages between patrols. Daywalker Sentinels stood watch along the walls, their eyes scanning the surrounding forest without pause. Temporary barracks and canvas tents had been erected across the training fields. Trucks arrived throughout the day, delivering crates of food, medical supplies, weapons, and armor. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation. Everyone knew another attack was coming. No one knew when. --- Eric naturally assumed command of the wolves. Throughout the morning, Alphas from allied packs arrived one after another, each accompanied by a small group of trusted warriors. Eric greeted every Alpha personally, exchanging brief words before immediately assigning responsibilities. His authority was never questioned. Orders came quickly. Patrols were doubled. Scouts were dispatched deep into th

Third Person's POV The first explosion shook the estate just after midnight.Windows rattled.The lights flickered.For half a second, nobody moved.Then the alarms erupted.Red lights flashed across the estate as wolves rushed from the barracks and Daywalker Sentinels poured through the corridors. Doors slammed open. Orders were shouted over one another.Eric was already moving."Positions!" he roared. "Everyone to the perimeter!"Another explosion tore through the eastern wall.The entire estate trembled.Hannah ran out of the main building with Elena close behind her. She could hear growls, screams, and the unmistakable sound of bodies colliding outside.Atreus appeared at the top of the steps."Stay inside."Hannah shook her head."No.""Hannah—""I can help."Elena stepped beside her."So can I."Atreus looked between them.For a moment, he seemed ready to argue.Then another explosion sounded.He exhaled sharply."Stay together."They ran.The first thing Hannah saw when she re

Third Person's POV Atreus had been watching Angus for several minutes. He hadn't said a word. He simply stood across the room, his eyes fixed on him while the sounds of battle continued outside. The estate was coming apart around them. Walls had been breached. Smoke drifted through the halls. Wounded wolves and Daywalkers crowded the corridors, while commanders shouted orders over the noise. And somehow, through all of it, Angus remained calm. Too calm. Atreus finally moved. In a blur, he crossed the room and slammed Angus against the wall. Several people shouted. Angus barely had time to react before Atreus' hand closed around his throat. "Atreus!" Hannah cried. "Let him go!" Eric barked. Atreus ignored them. His eyes remained fixed on Angus. "Who are you?" Angus' hands came up, gripping Atreus' wrist. "I don't know what you're talking about." "You know exactly what I'm talking about." Atreus tightened his grip. "Every defense we created has failed." Angus said