《The Three Alphas’ Rejected Mate》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 50 章

 Rebecca’s POVThe weight of the bracelet was much more than I expected for its size. The silver bracelet belonging to my mother – her everyday accessory which she wore every single day – lay heavily against my skin, which made it feel heavy. It felt like a link to a life that was no longer mine. Alone on one empty stone seat in one of the less busy inner courtyards, I watched as my world disappeared before me.My father had gone.My village had been attacked.And somehow, regardless of where I had gone, I had left destruction in my wake.That marking on my shoulder throbbed again just a little under my shirt, warm and fidgety, as if it were listening to every scared thought th

Rebecca’s POVThe cool night air hit me the second I stepped through the side door. The smell of fresh air and distant noise from the night gave me this happy feeling. It had been some time since I felt the cool night breeze. And then I saw them.Warriors were like everywhere in the narrow path leading away from the mansion. At least fifteen of them stood beneath the moonlight, weapons drawn from the protector, faces strong with fear and determination.They weren’t Jeremy’s soldiers.They were ours.Jeremy's soldiers were on the other end in the main entrance. That was why I came through here. I thought I could move silently without being noticed by anyone. Wishful thinking, I thought to myself. Garrick stood at the front, one hand resting heavily on the hilt of his blade.“We can’t let you leave, Rebecca,” he said quietly.Behind me, the Alphas reacted immediately. Matthew m

Rebecca’s POVThe forest never truly felt quiet. There was always sounds I could hear from distance, like it was always awake. Even in daylight, it seemed to breathe around us.Branches fell of and made sounds overhead like whispers passing between ancient things. Birds flew from the trees without warning, sharp cries could be heard through the woods before silence came again. Roots twisted across the earth under our feet, thick enough to break an ankle if you stopped paying attention for even a second and tripped on it. The more we travelled east, the heavier the air started feeling.Like the forest knew where we were going.And didn’t want us there.I walked at the front now.Not because the Alphas couldn’t lead.Because I needed to.The pack digging into my shoulders pulled painfully with every mile, but I adjusted to the pain. There were more important things. The pain reminded me I was moving

Rebecca’s POV The woods were once again different. The old forests around the Last Growl’s territory had begun to transform to rugged hills covered with ruins older even than myself or even tome itself. Watchtowers that had long been cracked and broken were almost covered with the vines creeping across them. Stone paths covered in moss and twisted roots led into the shadows. Every mile east felt heavier. Older. Like we were going deep into a story that did not start long before anybody was born. I kept the lead in the front. Not that the others were unable to lead us, but because I had to feel in control. Had to convince myself that I was not simply following the mark, the prophecy, and fear. And feel like I was leading at something, at least. My mark weighed heavily on my shoulders with each step, but I blocked out the discomfort.

Rebecca’s POVThe fire was burning low in the bush clearing, the weak orange light from the fire across us looked like ancient stones half-swallowed by moss and earth, showing their well matured age. Whatever this place had once been, the forest had claimed most of it back long ago.We had traveled hard after the fight with Garrick’s men, putting as much distance as possible between ourselves and the betrayal that still felt heavy in my chest.I felt like being alone so I sat apart from the others with my back against a stone pillar that crumbled from somewhere. The silver bracelet around my wrist caught the light fire every time my hand moved.My mother’s bracelet.The only piece of home I still had.I rubbed my thumb across the bracelet that was now looking worn out, but it didn’t change the storm I was feeling inside of me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father hanging in chains — dark veins beneath his skin, his v