All Chapters of The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back: Chapter 131 - Chapter 138

The wedding had concluded hours ago—glorious, heart-swelling, and perfect in every way. The garden had slowly emptied as the guests, pack leaders, and visiting dignitaries took their leave, returning to their assigned quarters in the expansive estate.Laughter still echoed faintly in the distance, mingling with the crackle of torches and the gentle rustle of evening wind. But not all was tranquil.Alpha Renwick, lingered in the west wing where the Garvalles had been quartered. With an almost careless charm, he leaned against the open doorway of Mrs. Garvalle’s room."You haven’t aged a day since I last saw you," Renwick said smoothly, his voice low and suggestive.Mrs. Garvalle arched a brow at him but did not turn him away. "You’re still terrible at lying, Renwick," she said with a small, amused smile. “But I’ll accept the compliment. It’s been a long day. Shouldn’t you be on your way?”“Perhaps,” he replied, a hint of mischief in his smile. “But your company is far more refreshing t

Alpha Czar and Luna Arya stood near the waiting vehicle that would return them to their pack. Arya smiled faintly as she tucked a loose strand of her golden hair behind her ear. “It’s strange, Czar,” she murmured, glancing back toward the pack house. “I initially did not want to come, and now that it is time to leave, I already feel nostalgic.”Czar turned toward her, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a smile. “Alpha Reid has indeed been a good host.”They had barely spoken the words when a tall figure approached them. It was Beta Elric, Dalton’s second-in-command.“Alpha Czar,” he said with a respectful bow of his head. “Alpha Dalton requests a private word with you before you depart—if you’d be so kind.”Czar lifted an eyebrow, surprised. “A private word? With me?”Elric nodded. “Yes, sir. He asked that I escort you personally.”Czar glanced at Arya, who gave him a soft nod of encouragement. “Go,” she said. “I’ll wait here.”The drive to Dalton’s private office was short but quie

RIVERDALE PACKIt was the second morning after their wedding, and the world felt impossibly serene. Daniella wore a soft grey sweater, the sleeves pushed up to her elbows, she walked beside Dalton, her fingers intertwined with his, still adjusting to the strange and beautiful weight of the wedding band that now adorned her finger. Dalton walked with easy confidence, the gait an Alpha possessed without trying too hard. The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotions—joy, exhaustion, and beneath it all, a steady thrum of something she couldn’t name. Contentment, perhaps. Or maybe, the quiet beginning of peace.They had decided to take a quiet walk through the ancestral lands of the Riverdale Pack, now that the noise and pomp of the celebration had faded. The trail took them past the old stone arch where generations of Alphas had pledged loyalty to the land, and toward a sun-dappled glade filled with wildflowers.“I still can’t believe we’re married,” Daniella murmured, brushing her

The mansion was hushed, its halls. As he made his way through the corridor toward their shared quarters, Dalton loosened his collar, his thoughts already turning to her, her voice, her warmth, the steady anchor she’d become in his world.Their bedroom was dimly lit. The gentle scent of lavender hung in the air, mingling with Daniella’s own. She was already beneath the covers, her hair loose across the pillow like dark silk. She turned slightly as he entered, her eyes heavy with sleep but still alert, as though she’d been waiting for him.“You’re late,” she murmured, her voice wrapped in concern.“I know,” Dalton said, stripping off his coat and draping it over the nearby armchair. “Council ran long. Then the paperwork. You know how it is.”He slipped into bed beside her, the warmth of her body welcoming him home in a way no place ever truly had. Daniella rested her head on his shoulder, one hand instinctively placed on his chest, right above his heart.He pressed a kiss to her hairlin