All Chapters of The Rejected Alpha Queen: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Elias’ POV The sun had barely begun its descent when I arrived at Gazelle’s home. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, the aftermath of an afternoon drizzle settling into the land. I knocked once on the wooden door before pushing it open. Gazelle wasn’t one to keep her door locked, especially not from me. Inside, the scent of herbs and burning incense filled the air. She sat by the fireplace, stirring something in a clay bowl, her gnarled fingers moving with practiced ease. Her silver hair was braided to one side, and her deep-set eyes flickered at me the moment I stepped in. "You’ve come," she murmured, not looking up from her work. "Of course," I said, stepping forward. "You didn’t think I’d forget about you, did you?" She let out a dry chuckle, but there was no warmth to it. "No, child. I know you wouldn't." I studied her for a moment. Though she sat in the same chair she always did, something was different. The usual serenity she carried was replaced by a tension

Keiran’s POV The moment I stepped into Nelly’s room, my entire body tensed. My father stood in the middle of the dimly lit space, towering over her, his presence thick with authority and quiet menace. Nelly stood a few feet away, stiff as a statue, her expression carefully guarded. But I knew her well enough to recognize the fear in her eyes, the way she subtly clenched her fists at her sides. Rage simmered beneath my skin. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice sharp as steel. My father turned to me, his expression unreadable. “I should be asking you that, Keiran.” I took a step forward, positioning myself between him and Nelly. “You shouldn’t be in her room.” His eyes darkened, but he didn’t move. “I came here because I have questions,” he said coolly. “And I’m not leaving until I get answers.” I folded my arms across my chest. “What kind of answers?” He narrowed his gaze. “I want to know what you’ve been up to these past few days.” I felt Nelly stiffen behind me

Elias’s POV"Have you made the calls to the other Alphas?" I asked Ronan as we stood near the entrance, away from prying ears."Yeah," he confirmed with a nod. "Luka and Keiran will meet us at the meeting center. Everything is set."I exhaled, relieved that at least one thing was going according to plan. But that relief was short-lived because, right on cue, Lora stepped forward, arms crossed, her gaze sharp with suspicion."Why aren’t you holding the meeting here, in Ronan’s house?" she asked, her voice laced with irritation.I barely held back a sigh. "It’s nothing for you to worry about, Lora."She scoffed. "Oh, really? If I’m supposed to be Luna, shouldn’t I be in the loop? You can’t keep pushing me out, Elias. I need to know what’s going on."Selene, who had been quiet up until now, shifted uncomfortably. Then, in a gentle voice, she said, "Lora, maybe you should—"But before she could finish, Lora snapped, "I didn’t ask you anything, so stay out of this."A heavy silence followe

Selene’s POVThe cool night air wrapped around me as I stepped outside, breathing in the crisp scent of fortune and of forceth. The moon was bright tonight, casting silver shadows across the clearing. I folded my arms, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled in my chest.The meeting had been tense. Too many strong opinions, too many conflicting emotions. A war was brewing, and we were at the heart of it.I heard footsteps approaching. My muscles tensed for a split second before I caught the familiar scent of sandalwood and warmth. I turned, my lips curling into a small smile as Elias emerged from the shadows.“Waiting for someone?” he asked, his voice as smooth as always.I arched a brow. “I could ask you the same thing.”Elias chuckled, stopping a few feet away. “I saw you slip out before the meeting ended. Figured you needed a moment.”I nodded. “It was… intense.”“That’s an understatement.” He studied me for a moment, his gaze sharp but gentle. “You doing okay?”I l

Nelly's POVThe clink of my fork against the plate was the only sound in the quiet dining room. The food was good, but my appetite had disappeared the moment I heard the front door open. My muscles tensed involuntarily. Keiran’s father had returned.I kept my head down, focusing on my half-eaten dinner, willing myself to appear indifferent. But even without looking up, I could feel his presence. He wasn’t the kind of man you could ignore. His footsteps were measured and deliberate, each one sending a ripple of unease through my body.He didn’t sit. He didn’t take off his coat. He just stood near the doorway, watching.“Where’s Keiran?” His voice was calm, but I knew better than to mistake it for kindness.I forced myself to swallow before answering. “I don’t know.”Silence. I could feel his stare drilling into me, heavy and expectant.“Don’t lie to me, Nelly.”I set my fork down carefully, my fingers curling slightly against the table. “I’m not lying.”He let out a quiet exhale throu