บททั้งหมดของ Rejected By My Mate. Claimed By His Disabled Brother.: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 97

Helen’s POV I didn’t expect her to look so… ordinary. When I bumped into Kira in the corridor, I was prepared to offer my most gracious smile and a polite compliment just as I had rehearsed. But the moment she turned toward me, startled like a frightened doe, something sharp twisted in my chest. She had Julian’s mark and she was suddenly the evil woman who replaced me. I must admit that she is small, delicate, with eyes too soft for the role she’d been given. And yet there she stood, Luna Queen-to-be, holding the heart of the only man I had ever truly loved. My smile didn’t falter. I even offered to train her, masking my bitterness beneath well-practiced charm. She refused, of course—sweetly, and awkwardly—but eventually said yes, likely just to end the conversation. I didn’t mind. I had seen what I needed to see. She was in way over her head. Now, as I follow the winding path through the palace gardens, my heels click softly against ground, I carry that moment with

Kira’s POV 'Luna Cassandra is your mom's distant cousin,' Alpha Magnus’ confession plays over in my mind like a haunting echo I can’t silence. And he killed my grandfather. He took his life only for that witch he calls his mate to take what rightfully belonged to my mother, Sophia. And now I finally understand why Luna Cassandra hates me so much. They inherited stolen wealth, and stolen land… and buried every trace of the blood they spilled to get it. And they almost erased me. I clench my fists as I walk beside Julian through the palace halls after leaving Alpha Magnus's office. He watches me carefully, his protective energy like a steady flame. “I want to talk to her,” I say, my voice firmer than I expect. He stops. “Talk to who?” “Luna Cassandra. Alone.” Julian’s jaw tightens. “Not happening.” “She’s my family, Julian. My distant aunt, remember? I want to hear her side before I lose control. I need to face her myself.” “She’s not your family, Red... She’s a master manipu

Helen’s POVThe moment Julian says center of the arena, I feel the adrenaline kick.He steps forward like a storm, focused, powerful, all business and damn, he looks good. That tight black shirt clings to him like a second skin, every movement flexing muscle and control. I bite my bottom lip as I roll my shoulders, stepping in front of him.“You sure you’re ready for me, Alpha?” I tease, hands raised in a playful stance.His eyes narrow. “This isn’t a game, Helen. Fight seriously, or leave.”Oof. He’s always had that deep voice that could command a room. I take a step closer, smirking. “I am serious. Serious about you letting me win again.”He doesn’t smile. Not even a twitch of his lips.Alright, fine. He wants to play rough.We circle each other, boots crunching against the dirt floor of the training pit. I strike first, a quick jab aimed for his ribs but he sidesteps with inhuman grace and taps my shoulder with a precision strike that makes my breath hitch.“Still slow,” he murmurs