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Chapter 61
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Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 65
The figure shaped like her father stood with the same quiet confidence she remembered from childhood—broad-shouldered, warm, steady, the kind of presence that used to silence nightmares before they could fully form. The golden eyes that once held laughter now held something different: an unyielding expectation. A calm that felt too cold. Too perfect. Too constructed.Aria rose slowly, every muscle trembling under the weight of the light pressing against her skin. Here, her shadow was gone—peeled away as if it had never existed. Her connection to Erevan felt distant, muffled, like she was reaching for him through a wall of glass.“Papa…” she whispered again, stepping forward despite herself. “Is it really you?”The figure smiled—soft, tender, devastating. “I am the memory of him. His strength. His purpose. Everything he intended for you to become.”Her chest tightened. “He didn’t intend for me to become this alone.”“You were never meant to be ordinary,” the illusion murmured, voice sm
Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 64
The twin gateways pulsed before them—one searing white, one rippling with shadow, both spinning with a gravity that tugged at Aria’s bones. The light roared like a rising sun; the darkness breathed like a living creature. Each pulse dragged at her chest, her veins, her magic, as if demanding recognition. Acceptance. Surrender.Aria’s fingers tightened around Erevan’s. His shadows wrapped fully around her hand in return, anchoring her as the pull of the gateways intensified. His breath was sharp, too quick, but his stance remained unbroken.The Fractured watched from the edge of the platform, their eyes glowing with solemn inevitability. “The Trial begins when you step forward.”Aria swallowed the thick knot in her throat. “And we’re separated the moment we do.”“Yes.”The Fractured stepped closer, their presence a gravity of its own. “You will be placed on opposite edges of the same truth. You must move toward the center without losing yourselves to the realm you stand in.”Erevan’s j
Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 63
The crack beneath their feet widened with a low, resonant groan—like the realms themselves were bracing for the weight of what had been spoken. Aria swore she felt the ground shiver beneath her boots, the path trembling in a slow, reluctant recoil. The void beyond the platform darkened, shadows thickening like smoke curling inward.Erevan stepped closer to her instantly, shadows snapping outward in jagged spines. His breath was sharp, uneven, barely contained. Aria could feel the rage rolling off him—not wild, but controlled, deadly, coiling behind his ribs like a creature ready to strike.He looked at the Fractured with eyes the color of a starless storm. “If you think for one breath that either of us will choose to sever anything—”The Fractured held up a hand, silencing him not with force, but with the weight of inevitability.“The Trial,” they said softly, “is not designed for choice. It is designed for truth.”Aria’s stomach tightened. “Truth about what?”The Fractured’s gaze shi
Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 62
The platform steadied beneath them, though Aria felt anything but steady. Her pulse still thrashed from the memory the Fractured had forced upon her—the agony, the collapse, the unstoppable unraveling of realms under one being’s burden. The echo of that scream still rang inside her chest like a wound. Her breath came rough, uneven, and Erevan’s arm across her shoulders was the only thing keeping her upright.The Fractured watched them in silence, the shifting threads of their body dimming slightly—as though revealing that memory had cost them something too.Aria swallowed hard, tasting the metallic tang of fear. “You said I have to choose a path no one survives. What path is that?”The Fractured’s gaze softened—not gentle, but mournfully knowing. “One where you do not let the realms force your shape. One where you define the Convergence instead of becoming a vessel for it.”“Define it?” Aria whispered. “How am I supposed to define something that predates creation?”“You do not do it a
Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 61
Aria felt the platform tilt beneath her feet—not physically, but with a shift so deep it felt like the world rebalanced itself around a single point: the masked figure now standing only a few steps away. Their presence pressed against her skin like a second heartbeat, too familiar to be foreign, too foreign to be trusted. The air seemed to hum around them, vibrating with the strain of a truth Aria wasn’t ready to hold.The First Fractured extended their hand toward her—not threatening, but beckoning. “Come,” they murmured, their dual-toned voice soft and resonant. “You cannot understand what awaits you unless you see what awaited me.”Erevan snarled before Aria could speak, his shadows coiling around her protectively. “She isn’t going anywhere with you.”The Fractured turned their strange, luminous gaze on him, and Erevan’s shadows recoiled as if struck by an unseen force. Their voice deepened. “Shadow King, you fight everything you do not understand. But this is not your lesson.”Ere
Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Dark King Chapter 60
The vortex ahead pulsed like a living wound—spiraling light and shadow twisting into a whirl of fractured reality. With every step Aria and Erevan took, the path beneath them narrowed, the glow sharpening into a thin, trembling thread suspended over an abyss of shifting nothingness. The air grew heavier, saturated with the same magic that now churned inside Aria’s chest—magic that felt too vast to contain, too ancient to command.Her breath hitched as the vortex widened, revealing glimpses of images flashing inside it—mountains inverted in the sky, rivers flowing upward, cities collapsing and rebuilding in the same heartbeat. None of it stable. None of it real.But someone was holding those images together.Someone shaping them.A presence pulsed behind the distortion—steady, controlled, powerful.Erevan’s grip on her hand tightened, shadows curling around her fingers like protective vines. His voice lowered to a rasp. “Stay close. Don’t let anything separate us.”“I won’t,” she whisp
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