All Chapters of ALPHA THANE'S TWISTED REJECTION : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

TYLA'S POV I froze instantly as the air in the kitchen grew thick …so heavy I could feel every breath burn in my lungs. Slowly, I turned toward the voice.Alpha Kyron stood in the doorway, his tall frame filling every inch of it like a storm blocking out the light. His grey eyes which were cold and piercing locked on the cook, and for a brief moment, I swore the temperature dropped.“Whose authority,” his voice rumbled, deep and dangerous, “gave you the right to speak to her like that?” “I… I didn’t mean any disrespect, Alpha…I was only….”“Silence!!!!!" Kyron snapped. The sound cracked through the kitchen as pots rattled and my heart slammed against my ribs.He didn’t raise his voice..he didn’t have to. His presence was the command and every person in the room froze even the air itself seemed to bow to him.“Alpha, I was only trying to follow the kitchen rules…We don’t allow….” the cook stuttered.“I said silence.” His tone was colder now, which somehow made it worse. “You do

TYLA'S POV The morning after Kyron’s outburst, the pack house felt heavier, buzzing with a strange, whispering energy.At first, I didn’t understand it. The halls looked the same, the same servants rushed about their chores, but their eyes… their eyes wouldn’t meet mine. Some widened when they saw me. Others dropped to the floor, pretending to be busy. The air itself felt charged, like a secret was humming through the walls.It didn’t take long before I realized I was the secret.“She’s the one,” someone whispered behind me near the staircase. “Alpha Kyron said it himself…she’ll be our Luna.”My steps faltered immediately.“That can’t be true,” another voice hissed. “She’s not even marked…she doesn’t belong to any high-ranking family…The Alpha wouldn’t..”“Well, he said it,” the first voice shot back. “Right there in the kitchen yesterday. To the cook! Everyone heard.”I froze halfway up the stairs, gripping the rail as their words sank deep. I should’ve known this would happ

TYLA'S POV Hyperion’s presence didn’t fade…it infected the air.Even after he appeared from the shadows, my body refused to move.My limbs felt disconnected from my brain.My wolf had folded back with her ears pinned, a low tremble running through my entire being.Hyperion was the kind of danger you didn’t approach.You survived him by hiding, by staying small, by pretending you didn’t exist.But that wasn’t possible anymore.Especially not with Kyron standing in front of me like a living wall of fury.Hyperion’s smirk sharpened as his gaze slid lazily over Kyron’s tense posture.“What is this?” Hyperion drawled, eyes glinting with mock amusement. “The mighty Alpha Kyron playing protector? Of her?”Kyron’s growl shook the corridor again.“What are you doing here?” he demanded, voice deep and dangerously steady. “You were warned never to step foot in my territory.”Hyperion chuckled.“Oh, I know,” he said lightly.“But I was curious…after all, it’s rare to see a man like you become

TYLA'S POV “If you want a baby so badly.”“I’ll give you one myself.” Kyron said as my mouth parted in shock.Kyron’s fingers were still wrapped around my wrist when the door slammed behind us, locking us inside his room. My pulse raced so wildly I could feel it in my throat. His eyes, storm-dark and burning never left my face.He stood too close, too tall and too powerful.And far too overwhelming.I swallowed hard, suddenly painfully aware of how small the room felt… or maybe it was just how massive his presence was.“Kyron,” I whispered, forcing myself to meet his gaze, “What did you just say Kyr…”He cut me off, stepping closer, caging me against the wall with one hand beside my head.“You want a child so desperately,” he growled, voice dropping to a low, deadly whisper, “That you believed lies about being pregnant… with another male’s pup.”Heat burned my cheeks.Embarrassment, shame, confusion and everything twisted violently inside.“I didn't lie, Kyron…I was pregnant!!! I

TYLA'S POV The pack house transformed overnight.Where once the halls had felt cold and watchful, now they buzzed with forced excitement, frantic movement, and a tension so thick it pressed against my skin.Servants hurried past me with bolts of white fabric and silver-threaded cloaks. Warriors stood at attention longer than usual even though the air smelled,different burning sage, crushed moonflowers, and anxiety.Preparations for the Luna ceremony had begun.And I was at the center of it.I stood before the tall mirror in my room while two attendants hovered behind me, whispering in hushed tones as they brushed my hair. My reflection stared back at me, unfamiliar. My face looked calm, but my eyes betrayed me…they were wide, uncertain, shadowed by thoughts I couldn’t silence.Was I really doing this?Every stroke of the brush felt like another step toward something I couldn’t undo.My wolf paced restlessly inside me, claws scraping against my ribs.This feels wrong… and right… an