All Chapters of The Rejected Alpha Queen: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Selene's POV The grand hall was a sea of glittering gowns and wolfish smiles, but none of it distracted me. My eyes roamed the crowd with silent precision, scanning for even the slightest sign of Gazelle. Or Leo.Neither had shown up yet, which only made my skin crawl more.I wasn’t sure what to expect, but that was the problem. Gazelle was clever—too clever to move openly, and Leo was just as dangerous, if not more. If they wanted to strike, it wouldn’t be loud. It would be calculated. Quiet. Lethal.My fingers brushed the edge of my dress. The dagger sewn into the lining was still there. Good.I had just turned to greet a couple from the Northern Pack when I saw her—Lora.Again.I almost sighed out loud. She walked toward me like she was on a mission. The same haughty expression painted across her face, her red dress clinging too tightly around her, screaming for attention. I already knew this wasn’t going to be a civil chat.I turned away, already beginning to walk off, but her

Keiran's POV The sleek black car rolled into the courtyard like a shadow gliding across the earth. I recognized it immediately, my father’s. Lord Edric stepped out with the same air of composed dominance he always wore like a second skin. His sharp eyes scanned the scene before landing on me. “Keiran,” he said, straightening his coat. “Why is the venue empty? What happened?” I didn’t answer immediately. I watched his face closely—the twitch of his eye, the subtle shift in his brows. Was that surprise real? Or just another mask? “We’re in danger,” I finally said. “Ronan dismissed the guests. Something’s happening, and we’re trying to stop it before anyone else gets hurt.” His lips pressed into a thin line. “Danger? From whom?” I almost laughed. “Isn’t that the question of the hour?” Before he could respond, Ronan strode up to us, his expression grim. “Keiran. Lord Edric.” My father nodded at him. “Alpha Ronan.” “We’ve just received word,” Ronan said. “Luka’s been in a car ac

Selene’s POVThe room was quiet, too quiet. The kind of silence that wraps around you like a heavy cloak, suffocating and still. I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers tangled in the sheets, trying to focus on anything other than the storm brewing in my chest. I hadn’t slept in what felt like days, and my body was begging for rest, but my mind wouldn’t stop spinning.The air felt heavier now, like it was warning me that something terrible was approaching. I could almost taste it on my tongue.A soft knock broke the silence. I turned, expecting maybe Elias, or Ronan, or even Teresa again—but instead, it was Lady Eleanor who stepped in. Her presence brought a calm with it, a steadiness I hadn’t realized I needed until that moment.Her eyes studied me carefully, her silver hair pinned neatly behind her ears. “You look exhausted, child,” she said gently, stepping in fully and closing the door behind her. “But that’s not surprising considering the chaos I saw outside. What’s going on, Se

Selene's POV I was floating.Not dreaming. Not sleeping.Just… floating.It felt like the wind had wrapped its arms around me and was carrying me off gently, like I was a feather plucked from a dying bird. My eyes fluttered open, only to widen in shock.I was looking at myself.There—my body. Pale. Motionless. My hand stained red, blood trailing from my palm onto the floorboards. Elias and Lora were crouched over me, their mouths moving fast, panic written across their faces.Was I… dead?No, I wasn’t. I could feel a tether pulling at me, weak but present. I hadn’t crossed over. But something else was happening—something I didn’t understand. I heard my name echo softly in the distance, like a whisper skipping through the wind.“Selene…”I turned, slowly, and the room around me blurred. Like mist folding into itself, everything vanished. My surroundings began to shift—walls melted into trees, wood into dirt, and the warm lamps turned into the cold blue glow of moonlight.I was outsi

Nelly’s POV The second I stepped into Ronan’s house, everyone turned toward me. Elias, Keiran, Lora, Lady Eleanor, and even Lawrence all stood tense, their eyes heavy with unspoken questions. I dropped my bag on the floor and held up the small recorder, its red light still blinking.“I got it,” I said, breathless but triumphant. “I have Lord Edric’s confession. He admitted everything—his alliance with Leo, his willingness to let us all burn just to keep his son safe.”Keiran stiffened. I saw his fists clench, his jaw tighten. I couldn’t imagine what it felt like, knowing your father was a traitor. But he only nodded once, his face stony. Strong.Ronan stepped forward, taking the recorder from me. “This changes everything.”“You can use it against him,” I said. “We expose him, and the entire council will turn against Leo.”“We will,” Ronan replied. “But first, we finish this.”He turned to the table, where a thick, rune-covered book lay open, glowing faintly under the flicker of c