All Chapters of Rejecting the Prince's Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Julia POV “Then your old family will suffer,” the male responded. “My old family is already dead,” I replied as the man looked at me. “Are they?” he asked with a smirk. I had no idea what that meant but before I could say anything else, he stated, “You have twenty-four hours to decide; we will be in touch.”. With that he and the remaining rogues took off into the forest. Eric, with Carter, started checking on the wounded. As they supported the medical team getting warriors prepared for transport, they came back over to me. I had been staring into the forest wondering what that man had meant. “It is time to go back home,” Eric said as he put his arm around me. I looked up at him, startled to feel him near me. I had been so lost in my own thoughts, that I had not realized he and carter were watching me. “Should we follow them?” I asked, confused by their lack of action. “They know we cannot follow them. Following them int

Jackson POV I had watched Cami sleep most of the day away. I only woke her to give her medication. She was beautiful. I had thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever put my eyes on when I first saw her. But every moment with her she grows increasingly beautiful. I did not even think I would be able to find my mate after all this time. But here she is, and I recognize that the Moon Goddess has blessed me. I cringe when I think how I reacted when I first learned she was a witch. I had no right to question the Moon Goddess and fortunately I was able to get my mate back. I had left Cami alone for a while as I did some work in my office, but looking at my watch it was time to check on her once again. I tapped softly on the door. Hearing no response, I quietly opened the door and walked in. Cami was sitting up looking at her phone, effectively ignoring me. She looked up as I walked in, “I was wondering where you were,

Julia POV I looked at the canvas painting that Eric was holding and I am struck by the likeness in the picture to Fred and Mary – my neighbours from my apartment. “Why would you have painted them?” I asked him. Eric looked at me not remembering he had met them the first day at my apartment. I explained who they were, and he was confused. “Do you remember this man?” he asked pointing to the man who confronted us at the vehicle while we were waiting for Jackson to arrive with Cami. “Yes, I do. Why did you paint all these people?” I asked. “When I paint, I do not know what I will paint. It is all done abstract, like I go into a trance of sorts,” Eric explains. “That is incredible,” I replied as I stared at the picture. “It does not explain how Fred and Mary ended up here. I wonder if they are in danger because they know me?” I asked, concerned for their safety. They were such a lovely couple; I knew I needed to see them. “I

Julia POV I heard a scream of happiness and realized it had come from Louise. I heard Elizabeth scolding her and demanding her to be quiet. I sat there looking forward unable to do anything but try to breathe. “This has implications,” she started to continue when Eric swore, standing up. “Eric, you will remember yourself,” Carter cautioned as he stood taller beside his mate. “I will not sit here and have this conversation while this bitch gloats,” Eric said pointing to Louise. Louise simply smirked at him, while her father stood, “You will remember who is carrying your pup. You have responsibilities, whether you like them or not and the first order of business is getting rid of this bitch,” he said pointing to me. I was numb. I could not function. My body simply sat there in stunned silence. I slowly stood, while I looked at nobody in the room, “I will go. You have things to discuss,” I said as I tried to move around Er

Eric POV I had been searching the books for a couple of hours and had found nothing useful. Being away from Julia and feeling her pain through our bond was destroying me. I needed to speak with my father. I wanted to speak with him, but I knew he was entrenched in duty and responsibilities. I did not think I could tolerate that at this moment. I heard the doorbell ring and immediately thought of Julia. I raced to the front door opening it wide, prepared to see my mate standing there. Instead, I saw my father. Speak of the devil. “Sorry to disappoint you, son,” my father said as he recognized the disappointment on my face. “Come in,” I replied, gesturing for him to enter my home. I led him to the sitting area, where I invited him to take a seat. He sighed as he sat down. “I am sure it is no secret as to why I am here,” my father said. I nodded, “Yes, I expected mother to send you to speak some common sense into me,” I re