Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected And Disowned Now Claimed By Four Ruthless Alphas: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 178

Veyra POVHe’s pinned so hard against the wall that his spine is trembling beneath the weight of my magic, and still it doesn’t feel like enough. I can see it in his eyes, the confusion that flickers there first, followed quickly by disbelief, then a crawling horror that settles in his expression as he realizes I’m not a ghost. I’m not a figment. I’m real. I’m alive. And I’m angry.I step forward, never breaking my gaze from his face. He’s breathing like a trapped animal, shallow and fast, but his body is locked tight by the invisible force of my magic wrapping around him like steel. My blood pulses in my ears, a steady roar I can’t quiet, not when everything inside me is spiraling.I should be shaking. I should be unraveling, undone by the weight of this moment, but I’m not. I feel stronger than I ever have. Like I’m not just Veyra anymore, not just the girl who used to beg this man for approval. I’m the storm he tried to bottle, the fury he tried to tame. And now I’ve broken free.I

VaneThere’s a silence that settles in the aftermath, one that feels too heavy to breathe through. Sethen lies in a heap on the cold stone floor, unmoving, barely recognizable as the man who used to strut through halls like he owned the stars themselves. His power is gone. His title, his wolf, his legacy, stripped and scattered like ashes in the wind. And Veyra, standing over him, doesn’t look like a girl who needs anyone’s permission to lead anymore.I watch her from across the room, arms folded, jaw tight. The red in her eyes has faded, but the fire hasn’t. Not even close. There’s a pressure radiating from her that makes my own wolf stir beneath my skin, not in fear, but in something far more dangerous, respect.She did it. She ended him without needing claws or a blade. She didn’t break his bones or bleed him out. She just... took what made him who he was and left the rest behind. And god, it was terrifying.But it was also perfect.Dagen steps closer to her, saying something too l

VeyraThe air is still and warm when I open my eyes, soft with the weight of dusk slipping in through the drawn curtains. For a moment, I don’t move. My mind floats somewhere between dream and waking, heavy with the fog of sleep, wrapped in a quiet that doesn’t feel entirely natural.This isn’t my room. I can feel it in the sheets, the unfamiliar scent, the hum of magic that doesn’t belong to me curling at the edges of the walls. The ceiling above me is painted a soft ivory, the texture old but well-kept. There’s no sharp scent of blood or smoke, no tension in the air.It’s peaceful almost too peaceful.I push myself up slowly, my muscles groaning in protest, the soreness sinking deep into my bones. Every movement reminds me of what came before, of the storm that burst from my chest, of the way Sethen’s body hit the wall, of the magic I poured into the room until I could barely stand. I remember taking his wolf, stripping him bare, leaving him nothing but skin and regret.Then nothing

Dagen POVWe have to make the announcement. I have a plan to withdraw Veyra from the trials which means we can call this void and return all the omegas left.She’s currently getting dressed and we watch her. We’re going to have to meet with the elders as well, but right now, the packs, and Alpha’s need to learn everything.“I’m ready,” she says.“Try not to throw someone with magic, please,” Vane whispers.“Or do, it could make it fun,” I say with a small laugh.“No, we’ve still got to explain that to everyone and we all know how people will react to finding out she’s the Valhara,” Maddox states.He’s not wrong. We walk down with her, and she doesn’t know the full extent of this. But it’s the moment that we tell the world we’ve got a mate, one that we’ve accepted and plan to keep. It will cause a riot, no doubt, but it won’t be something that we can’t handle.The room is set up with bright lights and cameras, and the air is thick with the scent of polished wood and tension. Some of th