All Chapters of Mate Rebound : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elara's POV:The sharp pain in my chest came out of nowhere, wrenching a gasp from my lips as I stepped out of my bed. The world seemed to tilt, and my trembling hands reached for my phone on the nightstand. My mate, the man I’d given my heart to, was the only person I could think of in that moment of pain. My fingers shook as I pressed his number."Please, Damien… Please pick up," I whispered hoarsely. My voice barely rose above a breath. The line kept ringing. But he didn't answer.Tears blurred my vision as I dropped the phone on the bed. I pressed my hand against my chest, begging the pain to subside, but it only grew worse. I needed help. Summoning what little strength I had, I dragged myself to the door."Is anyone there?" I called out weakly. Silence greeted me. The Packhouse was unusually quiet, as if the world itself had turned its back on me.I gritted my teeth and stumbled into the hallway, clutching the wall for support. Every step felt like a battle, the pain radiating f

Elara's POV:I continued to breathe in and out as I locked eyes once again with my husband, Alpha Damien. His gaze, usually filled with warmth, was now filled with hatred. The warmth had left his eyes, leaving only coldness as he glared down at me. Damien accused me of killing his unborn child, the future Alpha of the Vellex Pack.The accusation was baseless; I did not take any poisonous herbs that could cause my miscarriage. I was innocent, but no one believed me. I wanted to scream this out badly, but my throat was dry and weak. From all the hours I had spent locked up in my room till now, not a single drop of water has landed on my lips.I glanced down at my bare feet, caked with mud and blood. Then to my palms, which were stained with the blood that had dripped from my head after villagers hurled insults, curses and stones at me. I could still feel the sting of the stones, and the icy cold of the rain made it worse.My parents died four years ago, three days after my first shif

Damien's POV:I stood frozen as my hands trembled, the gun still in my grasp. My eyes were locked on her body, lying lifelessly on the floor in a pool of blood. Her eyes were closed, her once vibrant skin now pale and cold. I couldn’t believe it. This couldn’t be real.What have I done?The gun slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a dull thud. Cold shivers ran through his body. Pain exploded behind my skull. My breath hitched, and before I knew it, I was screaming—screaming as if that would somehow stop the agony ripping through my head. I clutched my head with both hands, fingers digging into my temples as if it could force the pain away. But it didn’t stop.“Damien.” Caspian’s voice came through. He rushed to my side, but I shoved him away with all the strength I could muster.“Get away from me.” I growled, my voice rough and unrecognizable. I wasn’t sure who I was anymore. The world was spinning around me, but my focus was solely on the woman I had just... murdered.Sabr

CHAPTER SEVEN Elara's POV:Of all the people, of all the places… Damien was the last person I wanted to see. Yet there he was, his presence commanding attention as if he owned the entire world. I wasn’t ready for what came next.His eyes scanned the crowd until it landed on me, and for a split second, it felt like time slowed.I stood rooted to the spot, unable to move, unable to think, as the memories of our last encounter played on a loop in my mind. Why is he here? And more importantly, how am I going to avoid him now?Honestly, I didn’t think Damien would even notice me in the crowd, let alone look directly at me. Yet, there he was. His piercing gray eyes landed on mine like a hawk spotting its prey, and for a moment, my breath hitched.I tried to step back, to hide among the crowd of girls still screaming and pushing to get a better look, but his gaze was locked on me. My chest tightened as if his stare alone could reach out and grab me.Before I could react, he started moving

Damien's POV:I forced a smile, though my patience was wearing thin. "Wonderful," I said dryly. "Truly, it’s like a dream come true.""See?" She cooed, completely ignoring the sarcasm dripping from my tone. "I knew you’d come around. This is perfect, Damien. A fresh start for us!"I stepped back, crossing my arms over my chest. "Let me stop you right there, Ava. There’s no ‘us.’ There never was. And I don’t have the energy to deal with you."Her smile faltered for a brief second, but she quickly recovered, her expression turning coy. "Oh, come on, Damien. Don’t be like that. We had something special once, didn’t we?"I let out a humorless laugh. "Special? If by 'special' you mean a complete disaster, then sure, let’s call it that."Her eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of irritation breaking through her facade. "You’re still holding a grudge," She said, her voice softer now, almost coaxing. "I can see it in your eyes. But I’m here to make things right.""You want to make things right?"