Chapter Twenty-One
The Weight of Rejection
Zara's POV
It had been weeks since I had last seen Hunter, since I had heard his voice.
Weeks since he had thrown me out of the hall, his voice sharp and deadly.
Since then, I hadn't been allowed near him. I wasn't invited to meals. I wasn't allowed to leave my room without an escort or his beta.
The maids served my food in silence, setting it down and leaving as quickly as possible without any words.
Like I was some wild animal they were afraid might lash out.
I sat by the window, staring at the thick forest beyond the castle walls. The full moon was just a week away.
A night when bonds were strengthened—or broken.
I knew what was coming.
If Hunter was going to reject me, it would be then.
Is that the reason he kept a cold face towards me?.
The thought made my chest tighten painfully.
"Stop caring about them," Vorgris growled in my mind.
