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Chapter Twenty-Eight

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Lyra

The gates opened wider at Lucian’s command, and the warriors who had barred our way moments ago stepped back in silence. Their eyes still lingered on me, uneasy, but none dared to challenge further. Power had spoken, and they obeyed.

I held my chin high as I passed through, though my wolf bristled inside me, uneasy. This wasn’t home. The air itself felt different—dense with tension and something darker I couldn’t name. Marcus walked at my side, his scowl deepening with each step.

Lucian led us into the heart of his territory. The stronghold was unlike anything I’d expected. Where my rogues’ haven was rough, built from scraps and necessity, his was polished stone and sweeping arches. Firelight glowed from iron sconces, casting warmth across high walls carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. Wolves passed in orderly lines, their gazes disciplined but watchful, as though trained to mask their thoughts.

It was… impressive, Intimidating and if I was honest with myself, alluring in its
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  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Thirty-Three

    LyraThe Blackthorne stronghold rose before me like something out of legend–stone walls carved with ancient runes, towers piercing the sky, banners of deep obsidian fluttering against the wind. It was too polished, too perfect, and that alone set my instincts on edge. Packs like mine scraped survival from dirt and blood. Packs like Lucian’s lived as though the moon herself bent low to kiss their feet.“Impressive, isn’t it?” Lucian’s voice brushed against me, smooth and disarming. He stood just behind my shoulder, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him. “Our ancestors built this hall when Blood Moon was still a hunting pack. Every stone has been reforged by loyalty.”I didn’t answer immediately. I wasn’t here to be charmed by architecture or velvet words. But when I finally looked at him, I almost forgot to breathe.Lucian Blackthorne was not what I had expected. I’d imagined a brute, someone who ruled by fear. Instead, he looked carved from the same night sky. H

  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Thirty-Two

    DariusThe words clung to me long after Elder Helene left my study: The prophecy is beginning to unfold.They rang in my ears like a curse, following me down every hallway, dogging me through every breath until I almost wished I could tear the sound out of my skull.The prophecy had been whispered for years told in smoky council chambers, muttered around fires when pups needed scaring. I had always thought of it as a tool, a myth to bend wolves to obedience. But when Helene said it, with her hollow eyes fixed on me, it was no story. It was a sentence.And I knew who it pointed to.Her.Lyra.The mate I had rejected. The girl I had cast out like spoiled meat, believing her unworthy of me, unworthy of my pack.A sharp pain stabbed into my neck, sudden and blinding. I gritted my teeth and pressed my hand against it, fingers clawing at the skin as though I could rip the poison out. Then, just as quickly it was gone. Sweat dripped down my brow, leaving me raw and trembling.I didn’t have t

  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Thirty -One

    DariusThe words clung to me long after Elder Helene left my study: The prophecy is beginning to unfold.They echoed in my head with every step I took, every breath I drew, until I almost wished I could claw them out of my own skull. The prophecy had been whispered in council chambers for years, a tale of doom to frighten pups, a weapon elders wielded when they wanted obedience. But now, spoken with Helene’s solemn weight, it felt less like a story and more like a sentence hanging over my head.And the part that unsettled me most? I knew, deep down, who the prophecy spoke of.Her.Lyra.The mate I rejected. The girl I cast into the wild.A sharp burn stabbed my neck, the same phantom pain that had plagued me since waking. I gritted my teeth, fingers digging against the spot as if pressure could force the poison out. But just as quickly as it came, it vanished, leaving me raw and sweating.I didn’t have time for weakness. Not now.The great hall filled with the low murmur of voices as

  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Thirty

    LyraThe heavy gates creaked open, and the moment Marcus and I crossed into Lucian’s territory, the air felt different.It wasn’t just the fresh polish of the stone walls or the carefully lined lanterns glowing in the night. It was the way the wolves moved-disciplined, sharp, like soldiers drilled into perfect unison. They didn’t look at me the way rogues did, with awe or devotion. They looked at me the way predators watch another predator. Assessing. Waiting.Lucian’s presence at my side made all of it bearable. Too bearable. His energy pulled like a tide, steady and confident, as if the whole world bent to him without needing to raise his voice.“You’ll forgive my warriors,” he said, his smile edged with amusement as we walked deeper into his territory. “They tend to greet strangers with… suspicion. But you handled yourself beautifully. Very much like a queen.”His words pricked at me—dangerous, flattering. I didn’t answer, keeping my chin high. Marcus walked close on my other side,

  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Twenty-Nine

    DariusThe walls of the Blood Moon stronghold no longer felt like home. They felt like a cage.Every breath scraped my lungs with a restlessness I couldn’t name, my wolf clawing inside me as though trying to tear free. The bond I had severed—the bond I had mocked—refused to die. It gnawed at me, an open wound that festered more each day.Lyra.Even thinking her name burned. The memory of her silver hair in the moonlight, the fire in her eyes as she faced me even after I had broken her… it haunted me. My wolf howled for her at night, refusing Seraphine’s touch, recoiling from her scent. I tried to bury it in training, in battle, in dominance. But every command I gave, every fight I fought, felt weaker than the last.And the pack had noticed.Whispers slithered through the halls. Warriors muttered when they thought I couldn’t hear. Council members exchanged looks when I entered the room. Doubt, once unthinkable in my pack, spread like rot.“Darius.”Her voice came from behind me, smooth

  • Rise of the Alpha's King Rejected Mate    Chapter Twenty-Eight

    LyraThe gates opened wider at Lucian’s command, and the warriors who had barred our way moments ago stepped back in silence. Their eyes still lingered on me, uneasy, but none dared to challenge further. Power had spoken, and they obeyed.I held my chin high as I passed through, though my wolf bristled inside me, uneasy. This wasn’t home. The air itself felt different—dense with tension and something darker I couldn’t name. Marcus walked at my side, his scowl deepening with each step.Lucian led us into the heart of his territory. The stronghold was unlike anything I’d expected. Where my rogues’ haven was rough, built from scraps and necessity, his was polished stone and sweeping arches. Firelight glowed from iron sconces, casting warmth across high walls carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. Wolves passed in orderly lines, their gazes disciplined but watchful, as though trained to mask their thoughts.It was… impressive, Intimidating and if I was honest with myself, alluring in its

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