The highest betrayal

ZARIA'S POV The chaos of the courtyard faded into a blur as they rushed Maya to the clinic. It was just a whirlwind of shouting, heavy boots, and the smell of blood. I stayed right by her side, clutching her cold hand until Helen finally pushed me back so she could work.The next few hours felt like a lifetime. The only sound in that small, stone room was the drip of water from a basin and Maya’s ragged, uneven breathing. Helen moved with quiet, practiced focus—cleaning the whip marks, setting bones, and patching up the raw, torn skin on her wrists. I sat on a stool nearby, just watching her, waiting.My mind kept circling back to Garrick. Why? I kept trying to find a reason that made sense, something that didn't shatter everything I thought I knew.Cynthia must have forced him, I told myself, my fingers twisting the fabric of my dress. He’s a monster, sure, but he cares about the pack. He wouldn't have risked everything unless she had a knife to his throat.It was a comforting lie,

Letting down his guard

ZARIA'S POV The next morning, the sun barely broke through the heavy gray clouds, but I was already out on the training field. My hands were wrapped tight in canvas bandages to hide the raw blisters from the night before, and every single muscle in my body ached. I swung a wooden practice sword at a dummy, my movements slow, heavy, and completely exhausted.My head was muddled and I needed to clear it all out. All of what was happening was too much to handle. "Your stance is too wide," a deep voice called out.I turned around, wiping sweat from my forehead with the back of my arm. Cassian was walking across the packed snow toward me, wearing just a simple black tunic without his usual heavy Alpha furs. He held two light wooden sparring blades in his hands."You're fighting like a werewolf, Zaria," he said, stepping onto the field. "You're trying to match brute strength against a wooden post. You'll lose every time if you play by our rules.""I just need to be faster," I muttered, li

Darker secrets

AUTHOR'S POVThe afternoon sun did absolutely nothing to warm the heavy stone walls of the Bloodmoon estate. Inside the house, everything was completely dead and quiet. For weeks, Luna Selene had been moving through the corridors like a ghost, her chest tight with a heavy, aching grief that nobody else in the pack seemed to give a damn about.Ever since that awful day of the ceremony—the exact day her youngest daughter was publicly rejected by the Alpha and thrown out into the cold—Selene hadn't slept a full night. The image of Zaria being discarded and exiled into the freezing northern wilderness played on a loop in her head. Zaria was gentle, quiet, and had nobody to protect her. Selene knew her daughter couldn't survive out there alone, and the total lack of answers was driving her crazy.She stopped outside the heavy double doors of her husband's private office. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she tried to smooth down her dark dress, but her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Sh

All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By The Lycan king : Chapter 31 - Chapter 33

The highest betrayal

Letting down his guard

Darker secrets