All Chapters of Rejecting the Prince's Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Eric POV I had been trying to connect with Elizabeth through our mind-link, but she had cut me off. I had also tried to connect with Julia, but not having marked her, that was impossible, as well. I was laying in this bed, in frustration as Julia was Goddess knew where. I tried to get up, but putting any weight on my leg was impossible. Fortunately, I picked myself up off the floor before anyone saw my attempt at walking. I was about to call the nurse to get me a wheelchair, when the door slowly pushed open. Elizabeth and Julia walked in. Julia was not making eye contact with me, which confused me. Elizabeth came forward, giving me a hug, “Good to see you are on the mend,” she said with a smirk. I nodded to her, more focused on my mate. “Well, I can see you are a chatty Cathy this morning. I will take my leave,” Elizabeth said as she walked past Julia giving her a little nudge towards me. As the door closed, I simply stare

Julia POV “What does that mean – a target on my back?” I asked, confused by the comment. Eric looked to Carter, before looking at me. “There is something I have not had a chance to tell you,” Eric said, before looking away from me. “What?” I demanded, feeling a wave of nerves roll over me. Eric looked back at me, “The men who are after you are rogues,” Eric said looking back up at me. “What are rogues?” I asked, not clear what the issue was. Eric leans forward, “The wolves that attacked us the other night, were rogues. They are wolves who were banished from their own Packs, or they chose to leave their Packs,” he added. “Why would they be banished?” I questioned. “There are a variety of reasons for a rogue to be banished from a Pack; the bigger concern is why they are after you,” Carter stated. I looked to all of them, “I feel like there is so much to learn,” I shared with them, feeling overwhelmed at everything that was com

Cami POV I took a deep breath, hoping I was showing more confidence than I felt. I knew werewolves did not typically jive with witches, and the thoughts of a rejection from Jackson was weighing on me. I had been reluctant to show my cards so early, but I had no choice. It was time to come clean. As everyone sat around me, I noticed Jackson stood further away from me than he had since we had first met. The moment he touched me in the hospital, I had known he was my fated mate. I felt the sparks between us. Unlike wolves, we do not scent them, but we can tell by touch. It is more intense for us than a wolf will experience. I sat back in my seat, tucking my legs under me. Julia sat beside Eric. I noticed he sat closer to me than her, again wanting to protect her from me. I would never hurt her. I had been sworn to protect her. “Well?” Jackson asked coldly. I felt a twinge in my heart, but I had to get past it. I was a s

Eric POV I reread the passage Julia had found. “This is incredible,” I murmured as Julia sat there waiting expectantly. “We need to meet with Elizabeth and Carter, immediately,” I said to her as she sat in her chair. I stood up, and slowly stepped away from my chair. I cursed the slow healing of my leg but was grateful that Julia had saved me from a most certain death. “I want to know what it means,” Julia said, not moving from her seat. “Can I share it with you when we Elizabeth and Carter get here? They are on their way,” I shared with her. “No; I want to know now,” she replied, crossing her arms across her chest. I stared at her for a moment before sitting back down in the chair beside her. “I am sorry, sweetheart; I should have recognized you would not want to wait,” I said to her. She nodded her head, patiently waiting. “This passage that you found validates that you are in fact, a very rare, Guardian wolf,” I st

Julia POV It had been a couple hours since I had stormed upstairs leaving Eric to fend for himself. I know I am new to this world, but it seemed that sleeping with someone else when you found your mate was fundamentally wrong. What had possessed him that night? What made sense? And the scariest part … did my night of pain have something to do with it all? I needed to talk to Cami. I grabbed my phone, glad I had it in my pocket when I raced upstairs. I had texted her a couple of times, trying to reach her but had not heard anything back. I hoped that meant she was busy and not that she was in danger. There had been so much I learned in the last couple of days, it was overwhelming. But it also felt like I had found my place. For so long, I had not felt like I belonged anywhere aside from with my mom. When I lost her, that feeling of being alone just got worse. Cami had filled some of that void, but Eric was truly the key