Elena’s pov
Oliver was on his way to the camp and if I don't get out of here right now, I would have to face him and I was not ready after the rejection. This was not how I had planned this, I was supposed to move away from him and not be delivered to him on a platter of gold. I looked around for something I could use to break the handcuff and set myself free but every movement was met with unbearable pain. “I can't stay here, I have to bear the pain” I said as I tugged at the cuff, which made cuts on my skin. “Fuck, I need to get out of here.” I got up, ignoring all the pain. “I wish this chain could be like cookies and I could break through it,” and just then a bright light appeared, it was so bright that I had to shield my eyes. Few minutes later the light dimmed, leaving me stunned. “What was that?” I asked myself, looking confused. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on the task at hand, and immediately I pulled the cuff, it came crumbling down like pieces of crumbs. “The…fuck!“ I brought my hand to my face to examine it. The cuff was still on my wrist but the chain binding it to the other cuff was broken into pieces. As I still wondered what was going on, I heard footsteps and voices “fuck he is here.” I looked around and the window was close by. I slowly got out of the bed and moved to the window. Luckily for me, we were on the ground floor. I quickly proceeded to climb slowly out the window, my body resisted but I pushed through ignoring the pain. I jumped out, I looked to my left and right. The place would be crawling with guards, which was sure and with the state of my body, I need to find a place where I can lay low and move when it is clear. I looked ahead and dashed into the forest, limp slowly and slowly. It was sunset and I needed to get where I was safe before sundown and tried to escape his pack. Oliver's Pov The border has called me to tell me about a girl who was caught trying to escape the pack but she fell and went unconscious. They suspected it was a rogue trying to give out information but suspected otherwise. Since I rejected Elena, she had not been seen and it was making me a little worried. I thought she would be around the town, hiding from me but when she did not show for training this morning I knew something was wrong. Then I got this call and I suspected but how did she get to the border? Anyways my questions would be answered soon enough, it’s just time. I got to the camp, my third in command—-Lucas, was there to welcome me. “Sir” he saluted me “At ease. Where is the prisoner?” I asked, skipping all the pleasantries. Lucas gave me a look “she is in the infirmary.…she…” “Lead the way,” I cut him off, he was puzzled but turned to lead me to where she was being held. We walked into the infirmary passing through different ward. Then we got the last ward on the the floor, Lucas push the door opened and we ¹ it was empty. “Lucas? Where is the prisoner?” I asked in confusion but when I looked at him, he still had the same confused look. “I don't know where she went to.” he walked to bed, confused at what was happening “I suspected she was running away from you, so before I left I cuffed her to the bed with a silver cuff but…..” “She broke it and ran out from the window……” I looked out the window surprised. “Did you get her details?” I asked, still hoping it wasn't who I think it was. “Yes your highness, her name was ELENA” Lucas said and my heart dropped in an instant. “Elena? But how? How did she get here and how could she be able to break the chain?” I asked myself. “Assemble the guards, she would not have gone far. She broke a couple of bones and she would have not gone far.” I commanded and Lucas hurried out. I looked out the window “I don't care how far you run Elena, I'm going to get you.” I gazed out the window, my eyes scanning the forest beyond the camp. Elena, my rejected mate, is out there somewhere, I shouldn’t be this worried but I was, I was the one who rejected her but now here I am gathering troops to go search for her. As I turned to leave, a faint scent wafted through the air, teasing my senses. Elena's scent. My heart racing, I followed the fragrance to the nearby woods. The moon was rising, casting an eerie glow over the trees. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows—Elena Our eyes locked, and for a moment, time stood still. "Elena," I whispered, my voice barely audible. She took a step back, her eyes flashing with fear. "Don't come any closer, Oliver," she warned, her voice trembling. I froze, my instincts screaming to chase her, to claim her. But Elena's next words stopped me cold: "I don’t want to go back,Oliver. Please just let me go." With that, she turned and vanished into the darkness. I gave chase, my wolf senses on high alert. As I pursued her, the forest grew denser, the shadows twisting around us. Suddenly, Elena stumbled, her cry echoing through the night. I caught up to her, my arms wrapping around her waist. But as I pulled her close, a snarling growl erupted from the underbrush. A rival pack's wolf emerged, its eyes fixed on Elena. "Mine," I snarled, baring my teeth. The wolf charged, and I prepared to defend my mate…Elena’s POVI felt the surge of panic deep in my bones as I ran, each breath ragged and shallow. My body ached in ways I couldn’t even describe, but the adrenaline rushing through me wouldn’t allow me to stop. I limped forward, pushing through the branches and overgrown shrubs as fast as I could. Oliver was chasing me—I could feel him getting closer, the bond between us pulsing like a magnet pulling us together. I was already weakened by the silver cuffs and the pain in my broken bones. I didn’t stand a chance if he caught me, not with his strength and speed.But I had to try. I had to get away.The sun had fully dipped below the horizon now, leaving only the faint glow of the rising moon to guide my way. The thick forest was filled with unfamiliar sounds—the rustling of leaves, the calls of nocturnal creatures—but nothing was louder than the pounding of my heart in my ears.“Please,” I whispered to the darkness, stumbling forward, “just let me get away…”Suddenly, my foot caught on a
Elena's POVI ran until my legs couldn't carry me anymore. The forest seemed endless, and I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare. Finally, I collapsed onto a rocky surface, getting little injuries and gasping for breath.Oliver's words echoed in my mind: "You're mine, Elena.” I was confused and surprised. I shuddered at the memory. How could he say that after rejecting me? What changed? It wasn't up to a few hours ago when he told me that I couldn't be his mate and here he his claiming me. As the darkness closed in around me, I realized I had to keep moving. The rival pack could still be out there. With newfound determination, I pushed myself up and continued, my senses on high alert.Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the distance. Hope flickered to life within me. As I drew closer, I saw a small cabin nestled among the trees. Smoke drifted lazily from the chimney.My body ached from all sides, I staggered to the cabin. My strength was depleted, my mouth dried up, and my body ach
Elena’s POVI woke up feeling a bit stronger but still weak. My fever had broken, but my body ached like I had run for days without rest. The mysterious old woman, Ana, entered the room again with a bowl of hot soup.“You need to eat,” she said firmly, handing me the bowl.I hesitated. “Who are you, really? And why are you helping me?”Ana sat down beside the bed, her eyes studying me. “I’ve lived in this forest for many years, child. The pack wars have affected us all, even those of us who don’t get involved. I help where I can, and I can sense when someone is in need. As for who I am…let’s just say I’ve been around long enough to see many stories like yours.”Her words puzzled me, but I was too tired to press for answers. I took a sip of the soup, the warmth soothing my throat. “You talk like you know more about me than you’re letting on.”Ana’s expression softened. “I know a lot, Elena. You’re not just an ordinary wolf. But for now, you need to rest and regain your strength. When y
Elena’s PovOliver stood looking at me and the old lady in surprise. I was not only standing up to him but I stood my ground.He looked at Ana with a glare “Who are you? And why are you on my land?”Ana walked to a chair, taking a seat, “Young warlord, who I am is not necessary but who are you and why is your fate tied to hers?” Oliver looked at me, then back to Ana “So…..why is my fate tied to hers?” He asked with a tone of sarcasm. “That’s not for me to say but know that she is someone who you would need by your side,” Ana told Oliver, he stood up in anger and glared at Ana.“Elena, you have two minutes to say your goodbye, meet me outside, and let’s go or else I will come in and drag you back,” Oliver said and stormed off from the house.I exhaled, knowing that I had to go back, I turned to face Ana, she had a smile on her face and I instantly felt bad. For the first time in my life, I found someone who treated me like a human and helped me without anything in return.I held her
Elena's PovThe next morningI woke up to the sound of my door creaking open. I groggily opened my eyes to see Oliver standing there with a tray of food. I grumbled at the disturbance, “What do you want?” I asked as I used the pillow to cover my face."Elena, you haven't eaten in over 24 hours. You need to eat something," he said softly.I turned my face away, not wanting to look at him. "Leave me alone, Oliver."He sighed and walked closer to me. "Elena, please. You're weakening yourself. Just eat something."I felt his hand touch my shoulder, and I flinched. "Don't touch me."Oliver's hand dropped, and he set the tray down on my bedside table. "Fine. But know that I'm not giving up on us. We need to talk about what happened.""There's nothing to talk about," I mumbled.Oliver's eyes narrowed. "There's everything to talk about. You ran away, Elena. You were injured and alone for weeks. Do you have any idea how worried I was?"I glared at him. "You were worried? You? After what you d
Elena's PovI couldn't shake Hailey's piercing gaze from my mind, and the unease lingered long after Lucas left. Entering my room, I found Oliver sitting in the armchair, his eyes fixed intently on me."You're still ignoring me, I see," he said softly.I sighed, exhaustion washing over me. "What do you want, Oliver?"Oliver stood up, his movements fluid. "We need to talk about what happened. About why you left.""I left because of what you did," I snapped.Oliver's jaw clenched. "I know I hurt you, Elena. But I want to explain—""No!" I cut him off. "You've had plenty of chances. Now, just leave me alone."Oliver's eyes narrowed “Why are you being so stubborn? Why don't you want to hear me out?” I rolled my eyes as I dropped my bag down on the table, “I just want to be left alone……is it too much to ask?”Oliver stood up “Yes it is…..i'm your mate!” “No…..rejected. So please Leave me the fuck alone.” I challenged him, “So please leave my room.” His eyes narrowed down before he turne
Elena’s POVThe warmth of the morning sun filtered through the trees, casting through the light across the training grounds. I stood in line with the other trainees, my mind still replaying the scene from yesterday. Oliver’s persistence lingered like an unhealed wound, and now Chloe’s sudden appearance left me on edge. The pack members’ stares didn’t help—most of them still saw me as an outsider.“Focus, Elena,” I whispered to myself, gripping the handle of the wooden sword as our instructor barked orders.“Push harder, Elena!” his voice cut through my thoughts. I swung with more force, feeling the strain in my muscles. Each strike was a release, a reminder that I could still fight, that I still had control over some part of my life.As I went through the drills, I caught sight of a figure watching from the edge of the training ground—Oliver. His gaze was unyielding, intense, and unsettling. Every time he watched, it was as if he were silently pleading with me, urging me to let him ba
REJECTED ELENA’S POVMy world dissolved into a blurry mess, the tears gathering in my eyes, hot and heavy. I tried to blink them back, but it was useless. The hopelessness wrapped around me, suffocating, crushing every shred of faith I had left.“You’re hurting me, Liam" I gasped, my voice barely more than a whisper.Pain throbbed in my head, but it was nothing compared to the ache that was tearing me apart inside.“When did I ever say I cared?” he growled, his tone colder than I’d ever heard it.He yanked his trousers on, his movements jerky and impatient. My breath hitched in my throat, my chest tight.“If you didn’t care about me, then why did you take away my innocence?” My voice broke as I asked the question. I needed answers, anything to make sense of this.But his face remained impassive, utterly devoid of remorse. He didn’t flinch, didn’t soften. There was nothing there…no regret, no connection. This was the man who was supposed to be my best friend. My mate. I trusted him.