Semua Bab Moonbound: A Rejected Mate’s fate: Bab 1 - Bab 7

The forest was eerily silent, the only sound my ragged breathing and the frantic pounding of my heart. Moonlight spilled through the skeletal branches above, casting long shadows that stretched across the uneven ground like clawed fingers reaching for me.I ran.Faster. Harder.But no matter how far I went, I couldn’t outrun the pain clawing at my chest, sinking deep into my bones like poison.The rejection burned through me like wildfire, searing my veins with an agony I hadn’t known was possible. My breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, my legs trembling beneath me as the mate bond continued to unravel inside me.Selene, my wolf, whimpered in my mind, her presence flickering like a dying flame."Don’t leave me," she begged, her voice weak, strained.I’m not leaving you… I tried to reassure her, but even as I spoke the words, I knew they were a lie.I could feel her slipping away.The mate bond wasn’t just emotional—it was physical.The deeper a wolf’s connection to their mate, the mor

The muscles in my arms burned. My hands, slick with sweat, trembled as I lifted the axe again, the wooden handle rough against my raw palms.I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to ignore the exhaustion, the ache in my shoulders, the sting in my fingers.I swung.Crack.The log split cleanly this time, the two halves falling to the ground with a satisfying thud.I exhaled sharply, my chest rising and falling, my heartbeat hammering in my ears.Behind me, Caius leaned against the wooden post, arms crossed, his silver eyes sharp in the dim firelight.“Better,” he murmured.I didn’t reply. I didn’t have the energy to.It had been hours.Hours of chopping wood, lifting, carrying, pushing my body past its limits.I had thought when Caius said he would train me, it would mean fighting techniques, strategy—something useful.Instead, he had thrown me into relentless, grueling physical labor.And I hated him for it.But I hated myself more—for how weak I was, for how my body was shaking, for how

The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting pale silver light through the canopy of trees. The scent of damp earth and pine filled my lungs as I moved through the dense forest, my body sore but my mind alert.My body ached from the relentless training the night before, every muscle protesting even the smallest movement. But I didn’t have the luxury of rest.Caius had let me rest for only a few hours before dragging me back outside. He claimed it was for "conditioning," but I suspected he just enjoyed watching me suffer.I trailed behind him, trying to keep up. His movements were effortless, fluid, while mine still carried the stiffness of exhaustion. Every muscle in my body ached, a reminder of the brutal training I had endured the night before.“Where are we going?” I asked, stepping over a fallen branch.Caius didn’t answer immediately. His silver eyes flicked to me, unreadable in the moonlight. “You need more than brute strength to survive.”I frowned. “Is this about strategy?”A ghost