The Alpha Rejected Me, His Father Claimed Me
Aeloria Aurora never saw it coming. Born to an enslaved healer in the Blood Moon Pack, she spent four years loving Valthor Ashveil through his silence, his affairs, and his indifference, clinging to the hope that their bond would eventually reach him. Instead, on the day he becomes Alpha King, Valthor publicly rejects her and announces his engagement to Calista Crimson of the Iron Fang Pack.
Heartbroken, Aeloria plans to vanish, but one last diplomatic gathering changes everything. A second, undeniable mate bond ignites between her and Kaelen Ashveil, Valthor's father and the legendary retired Alpha King, who claims her before the entire hall, throwing pack law and Valthor's new reign into chaos.
At Kaelen's territory, Aeloria begins to heal and discovers Moonfire, a rare power tied to House Duskmoon, a bloodline believed extinct. As accusations of witchcraft and sabotage close in, stirred by Calista and Council Elder Thane Voss, she must survive an ancestral trial and assassination attempts, uncovering Voss's role in Duskmoon's fall and the murder of Kaelen's first Luna, Seraphine, to whom Aeloria is secretly blood-tied.
As Voss's conspiracy erupts into war, kidnapping her sister and nearly killing Kaelen, Valthor is humbled into an unlikely ally, choosing redemption over rivalry. In a final battle beneath a blood moon, Aeloria turns Voss's stolen power against him, ending generations of pain.
What remains isn't a love triangle resolved by romance, but a woman who reclaims her worth, and a King who finally gives her a place beside him, freely chosen.
Basahin
Chapter: CHAPTER 90 - THE ROAD TO HOLLOW COURTAeloria heard the news before dawn, dragged gently from sleep by Kaelen's hand on her shoulder and the grim set of his face in the candlelight.She knew before he spoke. She'd known for weeks that this moment was coming—not the specifics, but the shape of it. The quiet after a storm never lasted. Not in her life. Not in this one."Tell me," she said. Her voice came out steadier than she felt.He told her. Scouts at the northern border. An army massing in the dark, moving under cover of trees, disciplined enough to avoid detection. Enough numbers that it wasn't a raiding party. A proper force, gathering somewhere it clearly didn't want to be seen.Aeloria listened without interrupting. When he finished, she lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the information settle into her bones.Then she said, "The vote's still today.""Yes.""So we go anyway.""Aeloria—""I'm not asking." She sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Her hands were steady. That surprise
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 89 - THE EVE OF THE VOTEThe evening started badly.Aeloria hadn't meant it to. She'd meant to let Nyra fuss over her dress and Thessaly drag her into the hall and pretend, for one night, that the last few months hadn't happened. But somewhere between the second cup of wine she didn't drink and the fourth time someone told her how well she looked, she found herself standing near the back wall, counting exits.It was a habit she'd picked up during the war and hadn't managed to put down. She knew where every door was in this hall. She knew which windows opened, which corridors led to the kitchens, which guard rotations would be thinnest if someone attacked. She couldn't stop noticing. She couldn't stop bracing.You're supposed to be happy, she told herself. This is supposed to be a celebration.She looked at the hall. Draven was deep in conversation with Corvin, his cup mostly untouched. Nyra was refereeing an argument between two kitchen boys about the last tray of bread. Bram had somehow ended up wearing a pa
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 88 - MASTERING THE FIRECorvin found her in the training yard before dawn, already there for an hour, already bleeding.Not badly. A split knuckle, the kind that came from hitting the same practice post too many times because you couldn't get the fire to behave and needed something to do with your hands. Aeloria saw him take in the blood, take in the scorched ground around her, take in the way she was breathing like she'd been running.She waited for him to say something. He didn't. He just walked to the weapons rack, pulled down a practice blade, and tossed it to her."Again," he said."I've been at it for an hour.""I know. I've been watching from the window for most of it." He settled into a stance she recognized from months of training, arms loose, weight balanced. "Your fire's getting worse, not better. You want to tell me why, or should I guess?"Aeloria's jaw tightened. She didn't want to answer. She wanted to throw the blade across the yard and walk away and not think about any of this until the sun
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-13
Chapter: CHAPTER 87 - THE TRAITOR UNMASKEDThe manifest arrived on a Tuesday, buried in a stack of routine paperwork Wystan had been avoiding for a week.He almost missed it. That was the part he'd think about later—how close they'd come to never finding it at all. He'd been sorting through shipping approvals, border tariffs, the endless administrative debris of running a household that had become a small fortress, and his eyes had glazed over somewhere around the fourth page.Then he saw the route.He read it once. Read it again. Set it down on the desk with hands that had started to shake, just slightly, the way they did now whenever he found something that mattered.Four people approved this route. Four people knew the timing, the cargo, the exact hour those wagons would be on that road.He pulled the other manifests. Cross-referenced. Did the arithmetic three times because he didn't trust himself to get it right the first time.By the time he reached Corvin's study, his heart was pounding in a way it hadn't since he was a
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-13
Chapter: CHAPTER 86 - VOSS REGROUPSTwo days' ride from Silver Hollow, in a cellar beneath a burned-out mill, Thane Voss sat alone in the dark and did not light the lamp.He could have. The flint was right there on the table, next to the map he'd been staring at for an hour without seeing. But the dark felt honest in a way the lamplight didn't. In the dark, he was just an old man in a cellar, hands folded, breath slow. In the light, he'd have to be something else again.The mill had been a grain store once. He remembered it, vaguely, from a summer thirty years back when he'd still bothered to travel this road himself. The smell of it now was wet ash and rot, and underneath that, faintly, something sweet that had probably been barley before it burned. He'd chosen this place because nobody would think to search it. He was beginning to wonder if he'd chosen it because it was the kind of place a man like him deserved to end up.Enough.He straightened. His knees ached. He was sixty-seven years old, and he'd spent the last t
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 85 - LETTING GOThe wagons burned to nothing, but the wedding, everyone quietly agreed, would happen anyway, smaller and simpler than planned but happening all the same, because Voss had taken enough from this household already without also taking the one celebration they'd finally allowed themselves. Corvin's investigation into the ambush turned up little beyond what the rider had already reported, scorched wheel ruts and a scattering of hoofprints leading nowhere useful before vanishing into rockier ground. "Whoever did this knew the route well enough to time it perfectly," Corvin told the assembled household two days later, exhaustion plain in his voice. "That's either someone inside this household passing information, or someone patient enough to have watched our supply patterns for weeks. None of the answers is comforting." "Voss's patience is the one thing about him I never doubt," Kaelen said grimly. "Double the watch on every road leading here. I'd rather insult a few honest merchants with
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