All Chapters of Rejected For My Curves. Desired By The War Alpha : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101: The First Calling Ground

The name changed.Not because anyone shouted it. Because Garrick said it again, slower, as if the words themselves had weight.“The first calling ground. Older than the rings we have been breaking. Older than the seats. The place the pattern was cut before pack names were used to hide it.”Asher stood over the table with both hands on the wood. “How certain?”“The map cut in the mill room matches two fragments I have kept separate for years because I hoped they were stories,” Garrick said. “They are not stories. If the title is going there, it has stopped trying to repair soured ground. It is going back to the source.”Wren sat because the healer had won for the moment, not because she had agreed to be still. “And they still need her.”“Yes,” Garrick said. “A source pattern does not light itself. It needs the line that has already been answered.”Ronan had not moved from the wall. The bond sat awake between us, not pulling toward a stone, pulling toward the east as if it had recognize

Last Updated : 2026-08-31

Chapter 102: East of the Old Names

The east trees took the last of the light and did not give it back.Pell took point because he still read the ground better than he stood. The two inner screen wolves, Bren and Tamsin, kept the sides. Ronan stayed on my right. The bond sat awake and pointed forward, not loud, not kind.“They have a lead,” Pell said after the first stretch. “Not a careless one. They are using the hard fold so they do not throw a trail wide enough for a force. They know they only need to arrive first.”“Can we cut them,” Tamsin asked.“Not before morning. Not unless they stop.”Ronan’s voice was low. “They will not stop. The wrapped piece is the whole point of the run.”“Then we do not stop either,” I said.We moved until the dark thinned into that gray that was not yet morning. No one talked except to mark sign and water and the next turn. When Pell lifted a fist, the line halted as one.“Fresh cut,” he said. “They passed here with the frame. See the drag line. They are protecting the wrap more than th

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Chapter 103: What We Carried

Bren could not keep the pace.Tamsin said it first, kneeling beside him in the thin cover of the fold. “If we run him like this he will not see the next ridge. If we stay, they will.”Pell’s eyes were on the back trail. “They are still coming. Not all of them. Enough. They want the piece more than they want a clean fight.”Ronan kept one hand on the wrap as if the thing inside might decide to move. “Then we split the problem. The piece cannot go back toward the scar. She cannot stay this close to the ground that already answered her. Bren cannot run.”I looked at the four living faces and the bundle between us. “We will not leave him.”“I did not say leave him,” Ronan answered. “I said we should stop pretending five people can do three jobs at the same speed.”Bren’s breath was short. “Two of you take the piece west of this fold and keep moving. Tamsin stays with me. We hold a short delay and then we follow if the trail stays open.”“No,” Tamsin said.“Yes,” Bren said. “I am not dying

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Chapter 104: Home Under Weight

The last stretch to the camp should have felt like relief. It did not. Bren was worse. Tamsin had stopped pretending otherwise. Pell kept the back trail and spoke only when the sign changed. Ronan and I took turns with the wrap. The piece did not get lighter. It only got quieter in the way a held breath is quiet. “They are still on us,” Pell said near midday. “Not close enough to touch. Close enough to see where we are going.” Ronan adjusted his grip on the cloth. “They want the walls to open. Then they want the piece and her in the same place with nowhere left to run.” “I know,” I said. “We still go in. A wounded man and this thing in the trees is a gift.” Tamsin glanced back. “If the camp looks the way we left it, the gift may already be sitting at the gate.” No one answered that. The outer markers came into view in the late afternoon. The west post saw us and did not shoot. That was the first mercy of the day. “Open,” I called. The guard’s face changed when he sa

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 105: Over the Cellar

The small room filled faster than the light died.Asher closed the door once Sable, Wren, Garrick, Ronan, and I were inside. The map was still on the table. No one looked at it. They were all still hearing Sable’s last sentence.“They know the cellar,” Asher said. “Say what that forces.”Sable did not sit. “It forces a choice tonight. We move the piece and hope they lose the line. We leave it and turn the archive into the next cage. Or we use the fact that they are watching and make the ground over that door expensive.”Wren’s good hand was flat on the table. “Moving it through the camp is how they take both the piece and her in the same walk.”“Leaving it is how they come through one wall instead of six,” Ronan said. “They are not guessing anymore. They are standing on the mark.”Garrick looked older in the lamplight. “The piece is a beacon. Moving it only drags the beacon through living rooms. If you want it off this camp, you take it out the way you brought it in, under guard, to g

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 106: The East Garden

Sable’s pair came back wet to the knees.“East Garden is not clean,” the first one said. “Two watchers in the herbs. They are sitting on the tunnel mouth. They knew we would look there.”Asher swore under his breath. “So the tunnel is a trap.”“Yes,” Sable said. “They waited for us to move the piece that way.”We were still in the cut by the archive wall. The blocked hole smelled like timber and blood. The real piece was under the cellar floor, one room over, humming so low I felt it in my teeth.Wren looked at the dark garden path. “Then we collapse the tunnel and keep the door we already know.”Ronan shook his head. “They measured that door. If we stay on it, they try it again before morning.”Asher folded his arms. “If we move the piece into the garden, they take it in the herbs. If we leave it, they come through the hole they already found. Those are the two bad choices.”“There is a third,” I said.They all looked at me.“We fake the move,” I said. “Empty wrap goes toward the tun

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Chapter 107: Inside the Stacks

We went through the service door fast.The stacks behind it were narrow. Tall cases. Little light. The air smelled like dust and crushed herbs that did not belong in here.“Stay on my left,” Ronan said.“I am.”Sable took the first row. Asher took the end. Wren stayed at the door because her shoulder would not last a tight fight.A stone scraped.Not loud. Close.Ronan pointed. “Back row.”We found them between the last two cases.Three of them. Clean unit. One had a floor stone up that was not on Sable’s map. The real piece lay in the gap, half wrapped, ready to move.“Drop it,” I said.They did not drop it.The first one came at Ronan with a short blade. The second tried to lift the slab. The third went for me.There was no space to step back. My shoulder hit a case. Books rained down. I caught the third man’s wrist and used my weight. He hit the shelf hard.“Sable!” Asher called from the next row. “Two more on the side path.”“I have them,” Sable said. Steel hit wood. Someone swore

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Chapter 108: The Cut

The healer washed the line twice.It did not fade.“It is not poison,” she said. She held my wrist to the lamp. “See. No heat like infection. No swelling. It is only spreading. Thin. Like a drawing.”Wren stood over her. “Stop it.”“I cannot stop a thing I cannot name.”The dark mark had grown from the shallow cut into a longer curve. Same shape as the scar on the first calling ground. Smaller. Alive in a way skin should not be.Ronan had not left the side of the cot. “Does it hurt?”“It pulls,” I said. “Not like a wound. Like someone is calling from far off and my arm is the one that hears it.”Garrick sat on the next cot because standing was costing him. He looked at the mark and did not ask to touch it.“They tagged her,” he said. “That thief did not miss. He finished the job they came to do.”Asher stood at the foot of the bed. “Tagged means what?”“It means the piece and the bloodline can now be seated apart,” Garrick said. “They do not need her hand on the stone. If the stone is

Last Updated : 2026-09-04

Chapter 109: Two Hearts

No one slept.By the time gray first came, the small room was already full. Asher. Wren. Sable. Garrick. Ronan. Me. The wrapped piece sat on a stone slab they had dragged up from the cellar because no one wanted it on wood.“We break it,” Wren said.Garrick shook his head at once. “No. If we smash it while that mark is open, the work may finish through her. Forced. Fast. We do not get a second chance.”Asher stared at the wrap. “So we cannot destroy it.”“Not here. Not with her this close.”Sable folded her arms. “Then we split them. Now. Distance. The piece goes south with my four. She stays. If the hum dies, distance still works. If it gets louder, the title can bridge them anyway and we learn that the hard way.”Ronan looked at my bandaged arm. “And if the cut answers the whole time they are walking.”“Then we call them back,” Sable said. “That is the test. We do it at first light so we can see the road.”Wren pointed at me. “She should be the one who leaves. The camp is the proble

Last Updated : 2026-09-05

Chapter 110: Bring It Back

Asher did not wait for a second report.“Bring it back,” he said. “All of them. Now.”The runner was already turning. “They were coming. Sable sent me ahead when the wrap went dead.”My arm burned in hard beats. I kept it against my ribs so I would not look at it.Ronan stayed at my side. “When they get close, tell me if it changes.”“You will see it on my face.”We heard them before we saw them.Steel. A shout. Then Sable’s voice, raw and short.“Hold the wrap. Do not drop it. Move.”They came out of the south trees at a run. Four had left. Three were still on their feet. The fourth was being dragged by the Ironback, and then he was not being dragged anymore. He was gone. A name for the slate.A clean unit hit them on the open stretch and peeled off when the gate horns sounded. They did not stay to finish. They wanted the wrap, not a fight under our walls.“Inside,” Asher yelled.The three still living crossed the gate with the piece slammed against Sable’s chest.The second it passe

Last Updated : 2026-09-05

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