All Chapters of Six-Times Rejected Freak: Claimed By The Alpha Prince: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

AlinaWarm sunlight crept in through the tall windows, kissing my skin as I stirred beneath the silken sheets. For a second, I didn’t recognize the bed I was in—it was far too soft, the air far too fragrant, laced with the scent of lilacs and something richer, like honey and spice.My lashes fluttered open.High-vaulted ceilings greeted me, their golden archways gleaming faintly in the light. Soft, sheer curtains swayed with the morning breeze, and faint birdsong trickled in from somewhere beyond the glass. The bed I lay in was massive—fit for a queen—with pale gold sheets and plush pillows tucked around me like a protective cocoon.This wasn’t the guest room I’d been placed in before.No, this was something else entirely.I sat up slowly, the nightgown slipping off one shoulder as I scanned the room. That’s when I noticed them.The maids.Three of them, standing silently to the right side of the bed, each with perfectly composed expressions, hands clasped respectfully in front of the

AlinaI wasn’t sure about this. At all.Standing in the center of the witch’s chambers, I shifted from one foot to the other like a schoolgirl about to be scolded. The room was dim, lit only by a collection of tall, flickering candles that bathed everything in amber. Their flames danced like they were whispering secrets, and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t eager to listen.I had spent my whole life being told what to do. What to wear, when to speak, how to act, who to be. But this—this was different. The previous Alpha had shown me nothing but kindness, had helped me realize I wasn’t just a burden, wasn’t just an omega in the wrong place. Still, as much as I longed to know myself—to be myself—what if this didn’t go the way I wanted? What if I disappointed everyone again?“Sit,” the witch said gently, gesturing toward the low bed in the center of the room. Her voice was patient, unlike anything I had expected. I thought witches were supposed to be cryptic and smug, but she

AlinaShe stood in my room like she had every right to be there—chin lifted, smugness painted across her face like war paint. I could feel my blood heating, simmering just beneath the surface. The audacity of her presence, her tone, the venom lacing her words—it made my skin crawl.I folded my arms tightly across my chest and glared at her, my jaw tightening. “You’re delusional if you think I’m hiding something,” I said coldly, barely keeping my temper in check. “And you need to leave. Now. You’ve overstayed whatever miserable welcome you imagined you had.”Her laughter cut through the air like broken glass. Sharp. Insulting. “Delusional? Maybe. But I’m not the one pretending to be some holy savior just because the Alpha marked me,” she sneered. “You walk around this place like you’re untouchable, but let me tell you something, sweetheart—you’re not. You’re just another girl playing queen, wearing a crown you didn’t earn.”My hands curled into fists at my sides, nails biting into my p

AlinaI jolted up with a scream, my breath rasping against the back of my throat like I’d just escaped drowning. My heart thumped wildly, pounding in my chest like a frightened bird. Sweat clung to my forehead, and for a moment, I didn’t even realize I had been crying until I felt the wet streaks on my cheeks.I pressed a shaky hand to my chest, whispering to myself, It was just a dream. Just a dream…But the image was still vivid—too vivid. Blood. My own blood. A knife plunged into my stomach. My hands trembling as I tried to stop it. The cold, distant stare of the attacker. I couldn’t see the face. But I remembered the pain. The helplessness. The feeling of everything slipping away.“No,” I whispered to myself. “It’s not real. It’s not real.”I swung my legs off the bed and touched the cold marble floor. I tried grounding myself in reality—this room, this life, Damian… happiness. Focus on what’s real, Alina.The past few days had been overwhelming, but Damian had been by my side. De

DamianI was seeing red.The moment the guards hauled Darius away, my fists were still clenched at my sides, and my chest heaved with fury. I had never hated him more than I did in that moment. He didn’t just ruin a ceremony—he shattered the one thing I’d been holding onto like a lifeline. Our future. Our peace. Our one good thing.And Alina… fuck.I turned around and saw her running out of the hall, her gown catching slightly on the marble floor, her shoulders trembling as she pushed past a stunned guest. She didn’t look back.My heart dropped into my stomach.I didn’t even have time to think. I immediately mind-linked Lucas.“Make sure none of the guests leave. Keep everyone calm. I’m going after her.”“Understood, Alpha.”My footsteps echoed behind me as I left the hall, storming through the corridor until I caught a faint trail of her scent—rosewater and something soft, something that always made me feel safe. Not anymore. Not when it was laced with pain.I found her in the side r