All Chapters of Alpha's Rejection: My Mate Has A Son: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Alaric's POV I was utterly speechless. Nor could my head wrap around the revelation fully."How do you know that?" I asked, because it all seemed too sudden and there was no need for Samantha to hold back such vital information in the first place."Because when I shifted, the memories of every cruel thing the matriarchs did to me came back. They had wiped off every memory they didn't want me to remember. Shifting undid it."I tried to speak but words could simply not form in my mouth. So I tried again."So... they rogues, they've been attracted to your blood all this time. This is serious. We need to do something about it, but I can't let you do anything this night. You need to rest, okay?" I said. I didn't need Samantha stressing over anything right now, no matter how serious it was.She held my arm suddenly, "Stay with me," she said climbing into my arms."Of course, I'm here," I said, scooping her more into my arms. How could she even think that I'd consider leaving her for a seco

Samantha's POV "How dare you, after rejecting her!" he said, his hand ready to punch Alaric. I understood him now; if what he said last night was true then he was just being a protective father this entire time."Alpha Thorne, let him go. Now!" I said. I saw his hands tremble with anger. He hesitated before he finally let Alaric go. Alaric didn't even try to fight back; sometimes I felt he still felt guilty for the all pain he caused me. Alpha Thorne looked frustrated at my intervention. "Why do you keep protecting him? He doesn't deserve you," he yelled. I could hear the disappointment in his voice."And how would you know that if you don't know the entire truth?" I asked. He froze, his eyes squinting in shock and curiosity."What truth? What truth can ever equate the pain he caused you by rejecting you and still having you around while being engaged to another woman? Huh?""Isn't that why we are all here? To address every question, every confusion, and every half-truth?" He squint

Samantha’s POVI didn’t know what surprise awaited me next, but I had to be prepared every day. After everything I’d discovered since the night of the blue moon, I realized I was never meant to have an ordinary life.Alpha Thorne had told me the story of how he met my mother and why he had been banned from Nightveil ever since. It was no secret that the Southern packs were allowed entry into Nightveil twice a year, but the majority, if not all were declined entrance most of the times. On one of the rare occasions my father had been allowed into Nightveil, he discovered my mother was his mate. My grandmother, however, could not believe it and refused to accept their bond. She believed my mother would be mated to one of the males in their own pack, as it had always been. White wolves never mated outside their pack—and to a Lycan? To Iris, having a child with a Lycan meant their pure blood would be stained. Since my mother was her only child and the heir, she couldn't allow such a unio

Samantha's POVWe were ushered into a single room after revealing to my grandparents that we were mates. Later that night, we attended the banquet organized to receive us, as it was Nightveil protocol. While I tried to enjoy the performances, my eyes darted around the hall in search of Jada, but she was nowhere to be found.I decided to scan the crowd myself, but instead of Jada, I bumped into someone else."Elnora? I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were behind me," I apologized.She looked awkward. She had been stealing glances at our table all night, and while it worried me, Jada was my priority."No, it's my mistake. Pardon me," she said gracefully. She bowed slightly and turned to leave, but I grabbed her arm. She trembled under my touch. I assumed she was acting strange now that she knew I was the Headmistress’s granddaughter."I don't see Jada the Siren anywhere," I said, choosing to ignore her discomfort."Oh, she loves her privacy. She hardly comes out." Elnora looked nervous. I

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