Todos los capítulos de Saving My Rejected Mate: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

Aria’s POV The long dining table gleamed under the golden chandelier light, the silverware perfectly lined up, the aroma of roasted meat and spiced vegetables filling the air. The laughter and emotions from earlier still lingered, but the atmosphere shifted as we all sat down to eat. My Father insisted that Mason sit at the head of the table. Since he is the chairman of the Federation and technically the Alpha of all alphas. His presence is commanding without effort.  Julian took a seat beside him, silent but sharp-eyed, as if cataloging everyone’s reactions. My parents, Emily and Alexander, sat across from me, with Aunt Katarina at their side. Cecil sat next to me, her hand brushing mine under the table to reassure me, though I could feel her nerves as much

The meeting concluded without further opposition, sealing Aria’s position as the acting CEO. Her confidence and clear outline of her vision left the shareholders with little ground to question her authority. The weight of the role had fallen upon her shoulders, but she carried it with grace and fire, just as Mason knew she would.While Mason and Julian had departed earlier for an urgent Federation matter, Jacob and Cecil chose to remain at Aria’s side. They lingered in the polished corridors of Harper Group Holdings, ensuring she wasn’t left alone amidst lurking dangers while other shareholders approached Aria to congratulate her.Moments later, Jacob’s phone vibrated insistently. He glanced at the caller ID, his brows furrowing, and excused himself with a nod before striding away to answer.The timing couldn’t have been worse. Elliot, who had been watching like a predator from the shadows of the hall, seized the opportunity. His steps were heavy, his aura sharp and suffocating as he c

Aria’s POVIt was only a week before Cecil and Jacob’s wedding, and I could only pray that this strange sickness would leave my body before then. My days had been consumed by the company, long hours that left me drained, but I’d been diligent—taking vitamins, eating well, forcing myself to keep pace with the demands pressing in from all sides. And yet, something inside me was off. My body betrayed me with weakness I couldn’t understand.Even my wolf, usually sharp and fierce, was of no help. 'It will pass,' she kept murmuring, her voice distant in the back of my mind. 'Just rest. Give it time.'But rest hadn’t worked. The symptoms lingered, strange and unsettling, gnawing at my strength. I tried to listen when my parents and even Mason insisted I take days off, and so I had. Three whole days of quiet, of trying to recover. Still, the unease clung to me like shadows that refused to scatter.“Wow, Cecil wasn’t exaggerating. You look awful.”Sam’s voice met me as soon as I stepped into

“Oh—she’s…” Mason’s voice cut in, deep and gravelly, carrying both hesitation and pride. He rubbed the back of his neck, uncertain if his words would sit right. “…She’s my fated mate.”The room fell into a brief, taut silence.Aurora’s eyes softened, shimmering with the kind of maternal warmth that made Mason’s chest ache. She reached out and grasped his arms with both her hands, her touch firm yet tender. “I’m glad, Mason. Truly. You’ve carried too much weight, for too long. Aubrey would want this for you. She would want you to find joy again, not walk this world alone. You deserve happiness, son.”Her words struck deep, loosening something hard inside him. For the first time that evening, Mason allowed himself a small, genuine smile. “Thank you, Mother.”But then his gaze sharpened, shifting to Cecil with quiet urgency. “Where is she? Where’s Aria now? Has she woken?”Cecil exchanged a quick glance with Sam before answering. “The last time we checked, she was still resting. But the

The storm of emotions from the reunion carried them into the living room, their footsteps heavy with the weight of memories. The once-cozy space now felt charged, as though the walls themselves bristled with the truth finally clawing its way to the surface. They sat, or rather collapsed onto the couches and armchairs, a mixture of trembling hands, wet cheeks, and pounding hearts.Aurora sat beside Aria, her arm locked tightly around her daughter’s shoulders as if terrified she might vanish again. Jacob leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his eyes rimmed red but sharp, watchful of every flicker of expression crossing Aria’s face. Adeline hovered close, her hand gripping her brother’s arm, her own confusion still lingering, though softened now by the undeniable truth.The silence stretched until Aurora, voice breaking, finally spoke. “We… we truly believed you were gone.” Her throat bobbed, and she inhaled shakily. “They left a body, burned beyond recognition. It was the same height