All Chapters of REJECTED BY ALPHA, LOVED BY LYCAN KING: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As the wise old man stood before us, I wasted no time in issuing my command, my voice steady and assertive. "Drake, gather all the pack ministers in one hour from now. And rest assured, you will personally lead me to Daliah's room," I said with a hint of a smirk, exuding confidence in my authority.Drake's expression shifted from uncertainty to surprise as he spoke, "Yes... Sure, Your Highness. Her room is next to mine. She's my little sister, actually. Did not you know that she was my adopted little sister?"And there the lies started to flow in the air. Drake underestimated me.As I looked into Drake's eyes, I could sense the fear and guilt lurking within him. His attempt to hide the truth from me was futile, for my powers allowed me to see beyond mere words.With a smirk, I teased, "Did not you know that I have eight powers, Drake? I know everything."His face paled, and he stammered, "I... I did not mean to hurt her. It was just... I was angry, and she disobeyed me."I let out a c

"There, there, my dear," he murmured, his voice a soothing melody. "You still have many chapters to write in the book of your life. The pain you carry will transform into strength, and happiness will find its way to your heart."His words were a comforting embrace, an assurance that even amidst the darkest shadows, there existed a path toward the light. The old man's embrace held a timeless wisdom, a promise that the scars of the past would not define the chapters yet to unfold.As he continued to stroke my hair, a sense of warmth and security settled around us. "You still have destinies to shape and moments of pure joy awaiting you," he added, his voice carrying a certainty that transcended the boundaries of the present.In that moment, beneath the moonlit canopy, I found solace in the old man's embrace. His words whispered hope into the corridors of my heart, and the weight of the nightmares began to fade. The gentle caress of his hand was a reminder that, despite the darkness, ther

The castle's exterior was a symphony of stone and ivy, adorned with intricate carvings that told stories of bygone eras. As we approached, the massive wooden doors, adorned with glistening metalwork, swung open, revealing the breathtaking sight that awaited within.As grand doors of the castle swung open, revealing the opulent interior that awaited us. Liam, with regal grace, pressed a tender kiss to my forehead before turning towards the halls of the royal chambers."Wait for me in the audience chamber, my dear Daliah. We have much to discuss," he said, his voice carrying a mixture of authority and affection.The entrance hall, adorned with rich tapestries and polished marble floors, echoed with the hallowed whispers of history. Crystal chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow upon the regal surroundings. Portraits of monarchs long past adorned the walls, each gaze seemingly following our every move.I nodded, watching him disappear into the depths of th

I felt the ember of anger smolder within me, a seething frustration at the unyielding rigidity of their beliefs. My response, delivered with a controlled intensity, cut through the chamber.“Do not presume to lecture me on duty and sacrifice,” I retorted, my voice carrying the weight of the responsibilities that had marked my reign. “I have dedicated my life to this kingdom, but I refuse to sacrifice love on the altar of tradition. Daliah is not na outsider; she is the heartbeat of a kingdom ready to evolve.”The elder remained undeterred, his gaze unwavering. “My liege, we understand the trials you have faced, but our allegiance is to the people. A union with her risks the stability we have fought to maintain.”The fiery tempest within me surged, and I spoke with na intensity that matched the fervor of their opposition. “Stability at the cost of love is a kingdom built on a foundation of emptiness. I will not lead with a heart that knows only duty but lacks the warmth of compassion.

Drawing a steadying breath, I cast a glance towards the tranquil surface of the nearby brook. As my reflection danced upon the water, I beheld a testament to the extraordinary bond that now defined me. The once visible wound on my forehead had vanished, leaving behind an unblemished canvas.I traced my fingers lightly over the smooth skin, still incredulous at the rapid healing. Lena's presence, a force both mysterious and comforting, had bestowed upon me a resilience that surpassed the limitations of mortal endurance.A wistful smile played on my lips as I embraced the realization that Lena, my enigmatic companion, was not merely a protector but a catalyst for transformation. Together, we stood at the threshold of a journey where the boundaries between the ordinary and the supernatural blurred, and the unexplored chapters of my destiny beckoned.Empowered by Lena's unseen strength and fortified by the resilience coursing through my veins, a newfound sense of confidence blossomed wit