บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Rejected Mate : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Monica’s POVI turned twenty-three days ago.In our world, that number meant everything. By eighteen, most wolves had already scented their mates. By twenty, you were either bonded… or whispered about.I was neither.For two years now, ever since I crossed eighteen, I have waited—watched, hoped, and listened for the pull everyone said was impossible to miss. The spark, and the mate bond.…And now my father, Alpha Rowan Hale, had made a decision that would change everything.He wanted me to leave the pack.Not as an exile, not as punishment—but as preparation. As the future Alpha of Silvermoon, I could not rule from ignorance. I could not protect what I did not understand. He believed I needed to see the world beyond our borders, to understand how other packs lived, ruled, and survived.…And now my father, Alpha Rowan Hale, had made a decision that would change everything.He wanted me to leave the pack.Not as an exile, not as punishment—but as preparation. As the future Alpha of Silv

Hailey’s countenance changed as soon as I made that statement. Her playful ease vanished and was replaced by unease, maybe even fear. She opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it again, her fingers curled tightly at her sides. “Caroline,” she said slowly, “you need to be careful with the things you say.” I raised a brow, amused. “Careful? Since when did words frighten you?” “They don’t,” she replied quickly. “Consequences do.” I scoffed, turning toward the door. “You worry too much. You need to relax, girl. Elena is far away, too far to hear that her human fiancé is a werewolf, and also that said fiancé is your fated mate.” “I know, okay, I know that. But still, you need to be careful. I don't want her finding out, at least not from us.” Hailey exhaled shakily, rubbing her palms together as if trying to wipe away her nerves. “Hailey, what are you talking about? You don't want Elena to know about this? That her fiancé rejected you for her? Are you out of your fuc

Elena’s POVI slowly walked back to my apartment. The walk felt surreal and longer than I had ever felt.My chest felt tight. How could everything feel so strange right now? I didn't know what I was doing, but one thing was for sure—I needed to see my children again.My triplets, Logan and Liam, and my poor baby Lisa.As soon as I got to my apartment, I slowly began to pack my bags.My hands moved on their own, folding clothes I didn’t even remember pulling out.The thought of their faces alone was enough to make my eyes burn. I had left them behind for what felt like a lifetime, and they needed me.As soon as I was done, I hailed a cab, and without bidding farewell to anybody, I left the pack.The journey from the pack to my human abode in Los Angeles was quiet. I stared out the window the entire time.A few hours later, I got home. My stomach tightened as I stared at the front door of my house.I walked closer to my house and pushed the door open, my heart pounding so loudly I was s

Elena’s POV. “Mummy, Mummy,” Lisa called, running into the room. I turned and opened my eyes. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her small, excited face. Before I could move, she bounced on the bed and collided with my legs. I stumbled slightly but caught her, holding her close. “Lisa! What’s wrong? Why are you running around? Is Logan chasing you around again?” Lisa giggled, pressing her tiny hands against my shoulders. “No, Mummy! I just… I wanted to see you!” Her eyes sparkled with excitement and relief, and my chest tightened. I leaned slightly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I missed you, my little whirlwind,” I whispered, hugging her tighter. “I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere. Where are your brothers?” “Mummy, mummy,” Logan and Liam called, running into the room. “Babies!” I said, with my arms wide open. “How are my boys doing today?” I asked, pulling their cheeks gently. “Fine, Mummy.” “Mummy, should we go on a picnic?” Logan asked. “Yes, Mummy

Monica's POV. It’s been seven days since I left home. Honestly, it feels so good to be away from the pack, to be able to see the world. I had just crossed Drogomor Pack, the pack of the mad Alpha, and honestly, it looked more fascinating and huge than I thought. I wondered how the interior would be. And honestly, I wanted to find out. I had heard the tale of Alpha Dominic and how he had killed his mate and her unborn baby because she cheated on him. That was a tale from many years ago. I heaved a sigh; it was getting dark, and I had no idea where to go. I opened my backpack and found my Alpha’s tag inside it. I stared at it for a moment before curling my fingers around the cold metal. No matter what, one rule remained unbroken in the werewolf world—nobody, no matter what, dared to hurt an Alpha. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips and immediately vanished as soon as I remembered the condition at home. My father, the Alpha, his health was deteriorating, and that made us weak