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CHAPTER SEVEN
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2026-02-09 23:16:02
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Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Elara's POVThe penthouse was quiet.It was a stark contrast to the chaos of the ballroom. No screaming. No breaking glass. Just the soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of city traffic.Kael helped Damon through the front door. Damon was leaning heavily on his Beta. His skin was pale. The blood on his chest had dried to a dark, flaky crust. He looked exhausted. The shift had taken everything out of him."I called the pack doctor," Kael said, his voice tight with worry. "He’s five minutes out.""Cancel it," Damon grunted. He pushed himself off Kael and stumbled toward the stairs."Alpha, you have open wounds," Kael argued. "That rogue bit you deep.""I heal fast. You know that." Damon didn't stop walking. He gripped the banister. His knuckles were white. "I don't want a doctor. I just want..."He didn't finish the sentence. He looked back at me.I was standing by the door. I still wore the ruined red dress. My hair was a mess. My hands were shaking."I’ll do it," I s
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King CHAPTER TWELVE
Elara's POVThe darkness was heavy. It felt like a physical weight pressing down on my chest.Screams erupted from the floor below.They weren't the fun, surprised screams of a party trick. They were sounds of pure terror. Glass shattered. Tables overturned. The smell of fear spiked in the air. It was sour. Metallic. It tasted like blood on the back of my tongue.I froze. My hands reached out blindly into the void."Damon?" I whispered.A hand clamped onto my arm. It was iron-hard."Stay behind me."Damon’s voice was different. The smooth, cultured tone of the billionaire was gone. This was the voice of a monster. Deep. Guttural. Vibrating with violence. It wasn't a request. It was an order from a general on a battlefield."What is happening?" I asked. My voice trembled. I felt like a child again. Hiding in the closet while the older boys in the orphanage fought over scraps."Assassins," Damon spat the word like a curse. "Rogues. They breached the perimeter."A beam of red light cut
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King CHAPTER ELEVEN
Elara’s POVThe VIP balcony was safer, but it was lonely.Damon had been pulled away five minutes ago. An Elder from the Western Pack had intercepted us, looking grave, and whispered something about "border treaties." Damon had growled, kissed my forehead, and promised to return in two minutes."Stay here," he had ordered. "Don't move."So I stood by the railing, clutching a glass of sparkling water, watching the sharks circle below."You look like a lost puppy."The voice was smooth, like silk dragged over a knife’s edge.I turned.A woman was standing a few feet away. She was... breathtaking. Tall, with skin the color of mocha and hair falling in perfect, glossy curls. She wore a dress of emerald green velvet that cost more than the entire orphanage I grew up in.She didn't smile. She looked at me with bored, clinical detachment, like a scientist examining a bug."I’m not lost," I said, lifting my chin. "I’m waiting.""For Damon?" She laughed softly. She stepped closer, invading my
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King CHAPTER TEN
Elara's POVThe sound of shattering glass echoed as if it would last forever. For a moment, no one did anything. The orchestra stumbled, a violinist missing a note. The hundreds of guests in the ballroom seemed to be holding their breath, sensing the violence in the air. Liam was standing still. Champagne stained the lower part of his pants and splashed onto Jessica's shoes.However, he didn't see it. His eyes were fixed on me. Not on my face but on the hand holding Damon's arm. "Liam?" Jessica's voice snapped him out of it. She looked down at the wet shoes and the face that was showing her frustration. "What the hell? You ruined my" She looked up. She followed his gaze. And when she saw me, she was literally speechless. I made myself taller.My heartbeat sounded like a trapped bird, but I made my face calm and unfazed. I'm not a maid, I said to myself. I am the date of the Alpha King. Liam was the one who made the first move. He stepped over the broken glass while crushing some of th
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King CHAPTER NINE
Elara"s POVThe following two days passed in a whirlwind of fear, setting up, and enchantment of silk. Damon was totally serious about the dress.Almost immediately after I consented to join the Summit, the count was five people appearing at the penthouse. That woman came not only with stylists but also beauty peddlers.They took my sizing finger by finger. They engaged in animated discussions about which colors to use, just like two commanders hash out tactics before battle.They pampered my sort of rough skin as if it belonged to some pampered lady of leisure who is only used to getting her hands massaged with splendid jasmine, scented oils.So, it was the night of the Summit. I looked at my reflection in the mirror of the dressing room. The stylists have already withdrawn from the scene, smiling and catching their breath after the effort."Open your eyes, honey, " the chief stylist, a very flamboyant man named Paolo, said in a whisper. "This is the actual Elara you are meeting."I
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the King Chapter Eight
Elara’s POVThe room fell silent.It was not a silence without disturbing noise. It was the kind of silence which signals the coming of a thunderstorm. The air in the boutique became heavy and the charged static electricity made the hair on my arms stand up."A letter?" I asked. My voice was thin, fragile.Damon stood still. He didn't leave the room but rather stood in the doorway blocking the exit with his huge body. The letter was a thick cream, colored envelope on which I could notice even from a distance that the wax seal was made by two fingers of his hand, which was hanging loose.Silver. The crest of a howling wolf.I felt queasy. It was a live memory of me knowing the crest very well since I had spent years polishing it on the silver, plated cutlery in the Alphas dining hall. I had scrubbed that crest into the stone floors until my knuckles bled."He sent a courier, " Damon informed. "It was delivered at the gate just ten minutes ago and left without any name except 'The Stray
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