All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By The Lycan king : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Threats in the palace

ZARIA'S POV I groaned, trying to roll onto my side, but my entire body flared with a sharp, blinding heat. Cassian hadn't pulled a single punch during our session last night, and now every single human muscle I had was screaming in protest.But the physical ache wasn't even the worst part. It was the hollow, disgusting pull in the center of my chest. The bond. Even though Garrick had brutally rejected me, that broken link was still there. It was a sick, constant reminder that he was still alive and breathing out there. He was probably wrapping his arms around my sister right now, and the sheer thought of it made me want to throw up.The heavy bedroom doors creaked open, cutting off my thoughts. Camilla walked into the room holding a wooden tray with a bowl of porridge and a cup of thick, black sludge that smelled completely vile.Walking right behind her was a massive, older warrior. His gray hair was cut short, and a nasty, jagged scar ran from his left eye all the way down to his j

Blooming garden

ZARIA'S POV I needed to get out of that damn palace. I walked down a winding stone path away from the main estate buildings until I spotted a massive glass greenhouse sitting near the edge of the woods. I pushed the heavy iron door open, and a wave of warm, earthy air hit me right in the face."Oh, don't you dare give up on me today, you stubborn little brat," a sharp, raspy voice yelled from behind a wall of thick green vines. "I gave you the best soil in the territory! Show some damn gratitude!"I walked closer, my boots crunching softly on the gravel path. An old woman stepped out from behind the hanging plants. Her gray hair was tied up in a messy knot with a twig stuck straight through it, and her canvas apron was completely covered in dark dirt. She looked right at me through a pair of wire-rimmed glasses and shoved a heavy pair of metal shears into my hands."Well, it's about time you showed up!" she snapped, though she didn't actually sound angry. "Take these and start clipp

Unfamiliar but smiling faces

ZARIA'S POV "You look great, Zaria," Camilla said, smoothing the shoulders of a deep green tunic. "Seriously, stop pulling at the collar. You're going to rip the stitching.""I'm trying to see if I can use it to cover my face," I muttered, staring at my reflection. "Are you sure I can't stay here? Tell him I had a relapse."Camilla snorted, tossing me a pair of soft leather boots. "Nice try, but no. The King explicitly requested your presence tonight. You don't exactly say no to a request like that.""A request from a Lycan King is just a polite command, Camilla.""Maybe," she said, flashing a quick grin. "But it's just a casual bonfire feast to celebrate the morning hunt. Everyone is going to be way too busy drinking and eating roasted meat to care about you. Just go out there and blend into the background.""That is exactly my plan," I said, pulling the boots on. "I'll find the darkest corner, sit like a statue, and slide out the moment people get drunk."But the second we stepped

The Lycan king has her

CYNTHIA’S POVI paced back and forth in the damp underground corridor, the frantic clicking of my heels matching the terrifying hammering in my chest. I was losing my mind.It had been three full days since I sent the elite execution squad into the neutral forest to finish off Zaria, and not a single one of them had reported back. Except for one.Captain Vance. The coward had crawled back into our territory in the middle of the night, bleeding and terrified. I had caught him myself and thrown him down into the deepest cell before he could breathe a word to my father or Garrick.I pulled the heavy iron keyring from my waist and unlocked the cell door. It creaked open, revealing Vance chained tightly to the stone wall in the shadows. He looked awful—pale, covered in sweat, and shaking like a leaf."Cynthia," he gasped, lifting his heavy head with a struggle. "Please. You have to let me out. We aren't safe here. None of us are.""Shut your mouth, Vance," I snapped, slamming the door shut

My Mate is still alive

GARRICK'S POVI stared out the rain-streaked window of the Alpha study, rubbing my temples. My head was absolutely pounding. I had been the Alpha of the Moonblood pack for less than two weeks, and already, the weight of the title felt like it was crushing me alive. The elders wouldn't stop breathing down my neck about border security, the fighters were getting edgy, and the entire pack just felt completely unsettled.And then there was Cynthia.I looked down at the mountain of paperwork on my desk, completely unable to focus. I could feel the mate bond with Cynthia humming in my veins, but it didn't feel right. It was nothing like the wild, consuming fire the old stories talked about. It felt thin. Shallow and freezing cold, like a cheap imitation. Every time I held her or looked at her, I just felt this hollow wave of disappointment.Instead, my mind kept drifting backward. Back to the ceremony. Back to the look in Zaria's silver-gray eyes right before the guards dragged her away. He

Danger in the high places

ZARIA'S POV Maeve’s tonics were a lifesaver. I actually woke up this morning without feeling like I’d been trampled by a herd of rogue wolves. My body was still incredibly sore, but that sharp, stabbing pain in my ribs had finally faded into a manageable ache. Still, I wasn't an idiot. Feeling a little better didn't mean I could suddenly take on a werewolf in a real fight.I headed down to a small, isolated courtyard at the back of the palace. The morning sun was just hitting the stones, warming up the cold air. I had a training session with Lucius this morning.Lucius was already there, leaning against a stone pillar and whittling a piece of wood with a pocketknife. He looked up as my boots clicked against the stone. There wasn't a smug grin on his scarred face today. He just gave me a quiet, serious nod."You're late," he said, tossing the wood aside."It was two minutes," I said, pulling the black steel dagger from my waist.Boran, the palace blacksmith, had made it for me. It was

His soft and tender graze

ZARIA'S POVSleep was completely out of the question. I had spent the last two hours tossing and turning in the massive bed, staring up at the dark ceiling while my mind ran in exhausting, endless circles. Every time I closed my eyes, the world outside my room crept back in. I kept hearing the malicious voices of those two women from the hallway, whispering about how I wouldn’t survive the upcoming festival. Eventually, I couldn't take the silence anymore. I threw off the heavy velvet blankets, slipped into a pair of simple leather shoes, and quietly slid past my bedroom doors.The palace at night was a completely different world. The grand, sweeping marble hallways that usually bustled with servants and high-ranking warriors were entirely empty, lit only by the pale moonlight cutting through the high arched windows. The cold air brushed against my skin, helping to clear the fog in my head. I walked without any real destination in mind, just needing to move, until my feet naturally g

What is the girl's veins

ZARIA'S POVThe heavy library doors suddenly pushed open, breaking the suffocating silence.Cassian didn't relax for a second. His body stayed locked in place, a solid wall blocking me from whatever was on the other side. But as the quick, panicked footsteps hurried into the room, the terrifying red in his eyes slowly faded back to gold.It was Helen. The pack doctor looked completely out of breath, all her usual calm confidence entirely gone. She was pale, holding a small leather medical bag tightly against her chest."Cassian, I'm sorry to burst in like this," Helen gasped, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead as she hurried toward the table. She looked over at me, and the sheer anxiety in her eyes made my stomach drop. "But we have a massive problem. I needed to tell you before the whole palace goes into a frenzy."Cassian stepped slightly to the side, but he kept one hand gripping the edge of the table right next to my shoulder. "What is it, Helen? Talk to me."Helen dropped h

The creepy note

ZARIA'S POV The morning sun was entirely too bright. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I braced myself for chaos, half-expecting the palace to be in a total panic. But when I looked out my window, everything looked completely normal. Servants were carrying baskets of laundry across the courtyards, guards were changing shifts with their usual quiet routine, and the distant sound of training swords clashing echoed from the barracks.Cassian had kept his word. The nightmare in the gardens from last night was a total secret. To the rest of the world, it was just another regular Tuesday in the Shadowpelt Kingdom.But I couldn't shake the heavy cloud in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the sunlight, Helen’s whispered words kept echoing in my ears, louder than the morning birds outside. *If they discover what's actually running through that girl's veins, a lockdown won't save her.*What did that even mean? I was human now. My wolf spirit had been violently ripped away

Mine to protect

ZARIA'S POVI stared down at the crumpled piece of paper in my hand, my heart hammering against my ribs. The elegant, looping cursive felt like a physical slap in the face.*Enjoy the dress, sister. It will make a beautiful shroud.*"Zaria?" Camilla’s voice snapped me out of it. She frowned, leaning down to look at my hands. "What’s that? Did the tailors leave a note or something?""Nothing," I said quickly, shoving the paper into my pocket before she could get a look at it. I forced a small smile, trying to keep my voice steady. "Just a note about the measurements. A mistake."Camilla looked at me for a second, her eyes narrowing slightly, but she let it go. "Alright. Well, I’m going to take the garment bag back down to the maids. Don't go wrinkling that silk before the banquet."The second the door closed behind her, my fake smile vanished. I pulled the note out, my hands shaking as I reread the words.Cynthia.The palace was supposed to be completely locked down. Cassian had his be

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