All Chapters of Rejected by My Mate, Desired by His Enemy : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Chapter 131: The Terms of Meeting

“They want what?”Iris held the letter tightly enough for the paper to bend slightly beneath her fingers.Across the dining room table, Sage stayed still.“Audience,” he repeated carefully. “With Haven and your family.”“No.”The answer came instantly.Sharp.Protective.Haven looked toward her mother but said nothing yet.Donovan reached for the letter quietly.“Let me see it.”Iris handed it over without taking her eyes off Sage.“Where’s the messenger now?”“Contained,” Sage answered. “Respectfully.”“Armed?”“No.”“Scared?”That made Sage pause briefly.“Yes.”Donovan unfolded the letter carefully.The paper itself looked old. Thick. Hand pressed. The ink darker than standard pack

Chapter 132: The Thing Beyond the Border

“You came armed.”Voss stopped several feet from the meeting table, rainwater still clinging to the dark fabric wrapped around her shoulders.Her voice stayed calm.Not offended.Just observant.Donovan stood beside Iris without moving.“So did you.”For a second, nobody spoke.The neutral ground sat deep within the eastern tree line, far enough from Moonshadow territory to avoid provocation but close enough for hidden response teams to react if necessary.Cold air drifted through the clearing. Wet leaves shifted softly beneath boots. The scent of rain and pine hung thick around the camp lanterns placed carefully along the perimeter.Seven Ashveil adults stood together across the clearing.Two children remained behind them.Quiet.Watching everything.The markings on the adults matched the old records exactly. Curved black lines burned near their th

Chapter 133: What It Takes

“That’s impossible.”The words left Donovan quietly.Not disbelief.Refusal.The old paper rested open on the table between them, edges worn thin from centuries of hands touching it before now.Haven kept reading.Line after line.Different handwriting across generations. Different ink colors. Different dates.Same child.Always the same child.Silver touched.Oracle gifted.Born from true mates and broken power.A wolf who would stand between the territories and the thing beyond the eastern border.The lantern beside the table flickered softly as cold wind pushed through the clearing again.Nobody moved much anymore.Even the Ashveil children stayed close to their people, silent beneath blankets and heavy cloaks.Oliver stepped closer beside Haven and read over her shoulder.At first his expression barely changed.Then

Chapter 134: What Cannot Be Broken

“Say that again.”Iris stood near the office window with her arms crossed tightly against her chest.Outside, night covered Moonshadow in cold silver light. Patrol wolves moved along the perimeter below, shadows cutting through snow and dark pine.Behind her, Donovan closed the office door quietly.“Voss said the thing attacks bonds,” he repeated. “Not bodies first. Bonds.”The words settled heavily between them again.Hours had passed since the meeting.The children were finally asleep upstairs.The Ashveil delegation had been placed under guarded hospitality near the eastern lodge.Sage and the senior security team were already restructuring patrol routes.Everything kept moving.Because it had to.But now they were alone.And alone meant honesty.Iris exhaled slowly and rubbed one hand over her face.The room smelled faintly of

Chapter 135: The Vote

“This is reckless.”The objection cut sharply through the Council chamber before Iris had even fully reached her seat.Pack Leader Tarren stood near the western table, broad shoulders tense beneath formal dark clothing.Around him, several representatives shifted uneasily.The chamber smelled faintly of rain, old wood, and too many wolves trapped together under pressure.Iris set her folders down calmly.“We haven’t started yet,” she said.Tarren didn’t sit.“We started the moment you brought hidden separatists into coalition territory.”Murmurs spread quietly through the room.Donovan remained near the back wall beside Sage, arms crossed loosely while he watched everyone carefully.Not speaking.Just observing.Iris noticed immediately which representatives avoided looking directly at her today.Fear changed body language lo

CHAPTER 136: Bought Time

“Did you trade information to it?”The door shuts softly behind Iris.The room is warm compared to the rain outside. Cedar smoke. Cooling tea. Wet earth drifting in through the cracked window.Voss sits at the far end of the table.Still.Tired.No guards.No performance.Just a woman who looks older than she did yesterday.Iris stays standing.Her arms cross tightly over her chest.“Answer me.”For a second, Voss says nothing.Then:“Yes.”The word lands hard.Clean.No hesitation.In the next room, Donovan stays silent. Iris feels him through the bond anyway. Steady. Alert. Waiting if she needs him.But he lets her handle this alone.Iris laughs once.Short. Sharp.“You fed names to a thing that destroys bonds.”Voss flinches.Not at the accusation.

Chapter 137: The Second Front

“Tell them to stand down before somebody makes this worse.”Iris kept her voice calm as she looked over the map spread across the conference table.Rain tapped softly against the tall windows of her office. The room smelled like coffee gone cold and damp paper. Outside, wolves moved through the main courtyard in tighter patrol patterns than usual. More guards. More movement. More tension.Across from her, Sage crossed his arms.“They’re nervous,” he said. “The human communities started organizing watch groups three weeks ago. Since then, our border patrols have doubled. They noticed.”“They were always going to notice,” Iris replied.She leaned back in her chair slowly, rubbing at the pressure building behind her eyes.Everything felt louder lately.The Ashveil.The eastern threat.Council divisions.Now humans.Another problem. Another fear spreading because nobody had talked before things became dangerous.Donovan stood near the window, watching the courtyard below.“They’re not mob

Chapter 138: The Harder Path

“You should’ve brought it to the full Council first.”The accusation landed flat across the chamber.Not loud.Not emotional.Which somehow made it sharper.Iris stood at the center of the Council floor with her hands loosely clasped behind her back. The stone beneath her boots still carried the faint chill of early morning. Around her, the chamber lights burned low and golden against dark wood and old gray walls.Every seat was filled.Every Elder watching.The air smelled faintly like ink, coffee, and tension.Pack Leader Corvin sat three rows to the left, posture rigid with satisfaction. He looked like a man who thought he had finally caught something slipping through his fingers.Iris met his stare calmly.“Yes,” she said. “I should have.”The room shifted immediately.Tiny reactions.A few surprised looks.Someone leaning back in their chair.Corvin blinked once, clearly thrown off balance by the lack of resistance.Beside the eastern wall, Donovan stood silently with his arms cr

Chapter 139: The Contact Line

“You recused yourself?”Donovan leaned against the doorway of Iris’s office, arms crossed over his chest.Rain tapped softly against the windows behind him. The room smelled like old paper, cold coffee, and the cedarwood oil someone had rubbed into the council table earlier that morning.Iris signed the final page in front of her and slid it aside.“Yes.”“You know half the Council expected you to lead the investigation personally.”“Which is exactly why I can’t.”She finally looked up at him.The tiredness around her eyes was real tonight. Not weakness. Just weight. Too many moving pieces. Too many people watching every decision she made.Donovan stepped inside and shut the door quietly behind him.“The charges are against wolves who opposed you politically,” he said. “You stepping back won’t stop people from talking.”“No,” Iris agreed. “But it removes the easiest argument.”

Chapter 140: Three Years

“You contacted the eastern territories without Council approval.”The chamber echoed with Iris’s voice.Not loud.Worse.Controlled.Every wolf in the room had gone silent long before dawn fully reached the high windows. The gray morning light spread cold across the stone floor, touching rows of tense faces and rigid shoulders.No one moved.No one even pretended confusion anymore.Elder Corvin stood in the center circle beneath the Council crest, his hands clasped tightly behind his back.He looked older today.Not physically.Just worn through.Like fear had finally caught up to him.“I already admitted to communication,” Corvin said carefully. “Not treason.”The word landed heavily anyway.Treason.Several Council members shifted uncomfortably in their seats.Iris stood at the head of the chamber in dark formal robes, silver

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