《The Rejected Plus-Size Mate》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 100 章

Elara's POVI stood rooted to the spot, the warmth of the cabin behind me feeling suddenly like an oven. Nathan looked like a man who had been dragged through the thorns of the Darkwood. I stepped back, my hand still gripping the edge of the door."Come in," I said, my voice barely a thread. "Just... come in."He stumbled past me, his presence heavy and suffocating. Elias stood by the table, his eyes narrowing, his hand dropping to the back of the chair as if preparing to use it as a weapon. Nathan didn't even look at him. He just paced the small space of our living area, his breath coming in ragged, uneven hitches."What is the issue, Nathan?" I asked, closing the door and leaning my back against it. "You look like the sky is falling. Is it the borders? Is there word from the southern packs?"Nathan stopped and looked at me, but his eyes were vacant, staring through me at something invisible. "The sky isn't falling, Elara. It’s the foundations. The roots of the world are turning to d

Elara’s POVThe panicked hammering on the door shattered the moment. I pulled away from Elias, my heart hammering against my ribs for a different reason now. My skin was still buzzing from his touch, but the primal alarm in Frey’s voice sliced through the haze of the kiss."Frey? What is it?" I called out, reaching for my dagger on the nightstand."The hallway!" Frey shouted through the wood. "Move, now!"I looked at Elias, whose eyes were still dark with interrupted desire, now rapidly shifting into the sharp focus of a predator. "Is it Nathan?" I whispered, the name tasting like poison. The thought of him lurking in the shadows, tracking my scent through every village, made my stomach twist. "Elias, if he’s here—if he’s followed us this far—""I won't let him touch you," Elias growled, his hand already on his sword. "Stay behind me."He threw the door open, but it wasn't a blade that met us. It was a wall of thick, choking gray. I coughed, covering my nose with the crook of my elbow

Nathan’s povI stared at the amber liquid in the bottom of my glass, the scent of expensive grain alcohol doing nothing to dull the sharp, jagged edge of my nerves. Every second they were away was a second I spent imagining them together—Elara and Elias, hidden away in some dark corner of the world. My fingers tightened around the crystal until I thought it might shatter."Another," I muttered, sliding the glass across the oak table toward the shadow standing by the door."Sire, perhaps you should rest," the guard, Kael, ventured softly."I didn't ask for a physician’s advice, I asked for a drink," I snapped, my voice sounding like gravel. "Where are they? Why hasn't the scout returned? If they’ve crossed the border, I want to know."I was spiraling, and I knew it. The paranoia was a living thing, a wolf pacing the cage of my ribs. I wanted to waste away, to let the drink consume the parts of me that still felt her absence like a missing limb.The door creaked open, and a mud-spattere

Elara’s POVI drifted in the delicious, heavy aftermath of our union, my skin singing where it pressed against Elias’. The friction of his chest hair against my sensitized breasts was a low-level hum of electricity, and the lingering ache between my thighs felt like a badge of honor. I shifted slightly, feeling the slick dampness of our shared sweat cooling on my stomach. Every nerve ending was raw, vibrating with the memory of him filling me, the way his weight had anchored me to the earth while he sent my spirit soaring. I pressed my face into the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of cedar, musk, and the sharp, metallic tang of Alpha pheromones. My body felt soft, pliant, and utterly claimed."You’re remarkably quiet," Elias murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through my ribs. His hand traced the curve of my hip, his thumb dipping into the hollow of my waist."I’m just... processing," I whispered, shivering as he kissed my temple. "I didn't know it could feel li

Isabella’s povI pressed my ear against the heavy oak of the infirmary door, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Through the wood, Elara’s voice was like a shard of ice, cutting through Nathan’s pathetic, desperate pleas."Stop, Nathan. It’s over," she had said.I bit my lip to keep from laughing out loud. *She rejected him.* Even after he’d poisoned himself like a tragic fool, even after he’d offered to throw away the laws of the Moon for her, she had walked away. I watched from the shadows as she exited the room, her head held high, looking every bit the martyr she loved to pretend to be. She brushed past me in the hall without a glance, her focus entirely on that dog Elias waiting for her in the courtyard.I waited until the doctors had finished their fussing and the room was quiet before I pushed the door open. Nathan was slumped against the pillows, his face a ghostly grey, his eyes staring at nothing."She doesn’t want you, Nathan," I said, my voice cutting thro