All Chapters of Rejected By One, Claimed By Another: Chapter 171 - Chapter 179

Chapter 171 The Search BeginsSophia's POVI stood by the window of Damon's room, gazing out at the moonlit sky. It all seemed so peaceful outside, but within me… everything was chaotic. My mind couldn't be silenced. My heart couldn't be put to rest.I couldn't stay still anymore. I had to do something. I had to be useful. I'd be lost in my own thoughts, in guilt, in regret if I stayed there. Damon had accepted the idea. We would have a woman carry our child — a woman from outside the pack, a woman who would leave after giving birth.It wasn't what I'd expected. It wasn't the way I'd imagined we'd grow our family. But if this is what it came down to, for Damon to hold on to being Alpha… then I'd do it.I took my coat and crept out of the room quietly. He must not know that I am stepping out of the packhouse by this time of the day.The halls were black, most of the pack fast asleep. I crept, hands shaking a little. I didn't know what I was looking for, but I knew where I had to be — t

Chapter one hundred and seventy three : The ChoiceDamon's POVMoonlight poured in softly through the open window, casting a gentle glow over Sophia's face. She slept beside me, her head on my chest, our hands entwined. Her warmth, her scent, the soft rhythm of her breathing—everything about her was home.It had been a long, stressful day, but now… everything was quiet. Peaceful. Just the two of us. No pack politics. No obligations. Just love.Sophia laughed softly at something I said—a small, beautiful laugh that squeezed my heart."I've missed this," she said, tracing lazy circles on my chest with her finger. "Us. Like this."I nodded and kissed her head. "Me too. Every moment with you doesn't seem like it's enough."She lifted her head and looked at me. Her eyes gleamed in the dim light. "Damon?""Hm?""There's something I need to tell you."My heart missed a beat. The tone of her voice was serious."What is it?" I asked.She bit her lip. Her eyes dropped to my naked chest, as if s

Chapter one hundred and seventy five: Behind the DoorSophia's POVI did not go far after closing the door. My legs were leaden, as though they did not wish to move. I stopped a few steps from the door and leaned against the wall. My chest was tightening. My heart was beating so hard, I thought it would explode from my ribs. Everything felt wrong.I had left another woman in my partner's bed. I had given him away, if only for a night. And there I was—standing outside the door—waiting.Waiting like a fool.I wrapped my arms around myself and stared at the floor. The hallway was dark, quiet. Every second passed like an hour. I didn't want to imagine what was happening behind the door, but my mind wouldn't quit drawing painful pictures.What if he was embracing her?What if they were already in bed?What if he was kissing her lips the way he kissed mine?I felt my eyes prick with tears. I blinked hard and looked away."No," I whispered. "Don't think about it."But I could not help mysel

LChapter :177 "All We Had LeftDamon's POVI marched out of the room—shirtless, bare feet, my heart thudding like a drum inside my chest. The hall was quiet, but not peaceful. My brain was not quiet. It was rowdy. Rowdy with remorse. Rowdy with sorrow. Rowdy with her name.Sophia.I did not know where she had vanished. I did not even know how to go near her.But I did have to.I walked through the packhouse, my step slow, my chest heaving and falling too rapidly. Every room I searched was empty. My heart beat more rapidly the longer she did not turn up.And then. I heard it.A soft sound. A broken sound. Crying.I trailed after it as if the fate of my life depended on it.There she was.In the living room. Fisted on the edge of her couch. Palms in her face. Shoulders shaking like the world was crashing down around her shoulders.Sophia. My mate. My queen. My heart.I stood frozen in the doorway, there for what felt like forever. My legs were leaden. My throat was dry. I didn't have w

Chapter 178: The Room No One Will KnowDamon's POVIt had sunned low in the sky, the golden light streaming through the big windows of the packhouse. I sat at the window in our room, looking out at the still trees, my fists pressed tightly together on my lap.Sophia sat beside me on the bed, her hands neatly folded, her shoulders straight, but her face too serene.It had been an hour since the phone call.The phone call that would change everything."She's pregnant," the manager had stated, his voice toneless and serious. "It's confirmed."That simple sentence had echoed in my mind ever since.Now, the room was quiet, except for the soft tick of the clock. I couldn't find my voice. My chest constricted. My head throbbed with words I couldn't speak.Sophia broke the silence.Ah. she murmured softly, without glancing at me. "At least the elders will be quiet now."I slid back to her slowly. "That's what you think this is about?""I'm not saying I'm glad," she said quickly, her voice sli