All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate. Claimed By His Disabled Brother.: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Julian’s POV Kira doesn’t even know what she’s done to me. That picnic—so simple, so full of heart—is the most unexpected, beautiful gesture I could’ve ever receive in a world where power, status, and legacy often overshadow everything, she reminds me what truly matters. Love and simple gestures. The way she looked at me, apologized, and held my hand like it was the only thing anchoring her to the world—I’ll never forget it. Now, as she sits under the willow tree in that soft dress with tiny buttons trailing down her back, looking breathtakingly beautiful—I’m not just in love with her. I’m consumed. I reach out slowly, brushing her hair aside, and lean in. “Red…” I breathe, my voice thick. “You have no idea how hard it’s been not to touch you like this.” She looks up, startled but not afraid, her lips parting just as mine capture them in a kiss. She sighs into me, melting just enough to drive me crazy. My hand finds the delicate row of buttons along the back of her dress, a

Kira's POV. For a long moment, I say nothing. Then, mustering a weary smile, I whisper, “Let’s just get through tonight.” He nods silently, and Naomi gently steers him toward the door, Vivienne trailing closely behind. “I’ll be the one cheering the loudest,” Naomi calls over her shoulder with a wink, her voice light as she disappears from view. I smile and moments later, two royal guards appear at the door. “It’s time, Luna Kira,” one of them says. I inhale deeply and follow them downstairs. The grand hall glows with warm torchlight, casting flickers across polished stone and beautifully decorated room filled up to the last seat... This is it... Music quiets as I take my first step down the long aisle. All eyes are on me and for a moment, they make me nervous until Julian mindlinks to me. 'I am right here Red,' he says and my eyes snap on him. Julian stands at the end of the aisle, dressed in dark ceremonial armor stitched with silver thread, the crimson sash across

Julian’s POV The dining hall is still loud with music, laughing, and people cheering us, even after Damian tried to ruin everything. But I don’t care about any of that now. Not the silly Alphas who drank too much. Not the Lunas smiling and talking. Not even the big feast everyone keeps saying was amazing — it just makes my stomach hurt now. All I can think about is Kira sitting beside me, radiant with her cheeks slightly flushed from the night's events. She’s laughing at something a Beta just said, but her eyes drift to mine as if pulled by an invisible thread. She’s mine. Queen Luna. And she’s carrying my heir. I reach for her hand under the table, brushing my fingers against hers. She stiffens slightly from the surprise, then intertwines her fingers with mine, giving me a secret smile that sends heat pulsing through my chest. I lean close to her ear, breathing her in. “I’m tired of sharing you with all these wolves,” I murmur. “I want you all to myself now.” Sh

Julian's POV The tires screech as I pull up to the pack hospital entrance second time in a row today and the smell of burning rubber filling my nostrils. My heart slams against my ribcage, my fingers twitching as I throw the car into park. Kira is in the passenger seat, barely conscious, with her breaths shallow and sharp like broken glass. "It hurts, Julian," Her hands are curl protectively over her stomach, with her face twisting in pain. "Help! Someone help!" I bellow as I throw open the car door and rush to her side. Nurses and pack doctors run out the moment they hear me, recognizing the urgency. I scoop Kira up into my arms, her whimper slicing right through my soul. "Julian... Julian... the pup," she gasps again, her voice barely a whisper. "Please..." "Shh, I’ve got you, Red. I’ve got you. You're going to be okay. Just hold on." The sliding doors burst open before I reach them. Doctors swarm us, pushing a gurney forward. I place her down gently, her hand clin

Kira's POV. The rhythmic beeping of the monitors calms me now instead of scaring me. My hands rest on my stomach, the faintest of flutters reminding me that the pup is still with me, alive and safe. I still can’t quite believe how everything unfolded so quickly and dramatic. Julian sits beside me in a chair, his fingers laced through mine. The way he looks at me makes my heart ache in the best way because there’s so much unspoken emotion in his gaze, and I know he’s holding something back… but I don’t press because of what we have both been through the last hour or so... I’m just grateful we’re all here. I exhale shakily, resting my head against the pillow. Julian brush his thumb over my knuckles in a slow circular motions and just as I begin to close my eyes, thinking we might finally have a moment of peace, the door bursts open with a loud thud. “Kira!” My stepmother’s voice slices through the quiet, shrill with panic. Naomi and my father hurry in behind her, still dre