Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected By MY Alpha ~ Claimed By His Beta: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

TITAN’S POVThe sting of herbs burned against my wounds as the physician pressed soaked cloths into my skin. My body was a battlefield, torn and bruised, but the ache inside me was worse than the cuts. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kari’s face. The hurt in her eyes when I shattered our wedding. The disbelief when I cast her aside for Indira’s poisoned words.The pain in my chest had nothing to do with blood loss. It was the sharp claws of regret carving into me again and again.“Hold still, Alpha,” the physician muttered. “You are lucky you made it back alive.”Alive. I was not sure if I deserved that word.The physician finished wrapping the last wound and excused himself, leaving me slumped on the bed, my head heavy against the wooden headboard. My mind was loud, filled with Kari’s laughter, Kari’s tears, Kari’s voice.Viktor’s name burned in me like poison.Indira still standing there, her perfume stung my nose, a sickly sweet scent I used to think was comforting. Now it o

Zoya’s POVThe first thing I noticed about the Silvermoon Pack mansion was its warmth. Golden light spilled from lanterns that hung along the walls, and the polished wooden floors seemed to hum with life. This was nothing like the Wilder Pack. Those were cold, rigid, lined with sharp edges, and Titan’s cruel presence. Here, there was laughter in the distance, the smell of fresh bread wafting from the kitchen, and a softness that made me sick. It was Kari’s softness.They had helped Viktor into the house, each guard moving with careful steps, as if carrying a king. I was quick to place myself at his side, my hand steadying his arm, my voice pouring out words like honey.“You’re strong, Viktor,” I whispered, close enough so only he could hear. “You always were. Just a little more and you’ll be fine.”His lips parted into a faint smile, the kind that reached his tired eyes. “Thank you, Zoya.”That smile… oh, it was a dangerous thing. Once, it belonged to me alone. Years ago, before

Kari’s POVThe room was quiet when I stirred awake, the sheets cool against my skin. I reached for Viktor, only to feel the space beside me. My hand brushed against the pillow, still faintly warm, but he was gone. My heart thudded once, hard and heavy.He should have been resting. He was still healing, still weak from the battle and the transfusion. Where could he have gone?I pushed myself up, tying my robe around my waist as I padded barefoot across the floor. A faint glow from downstairs spilled into the hallway. The house was still, Silvermoon’s pack members quiet in their corners. Yet something told me I would not like what I found.I followed the sound, soft laughter, not his usual deep chuckle, but something lighter, surprised, almost… happy. It struck me like a stone to the chest.I paused at the corner of the staircase, gripping the banister. My breath stilled in my throat as I leaned forward just enough to see.There he was, my husband, seated in the sitting room wher

Indira’s POVThe days after Titan returned broken and bloodied felt endless. The mansion was heavy with whispers, and the pack walked as if the ground beneath them might crack open. Every hallway echoed with questions that no one dared to ask aloud.Is our Alpha still strong enough? Does he still deserve to lead us? Why does he keep chasing a ghost of the past?I could feel the doubt creeping like a disease through the Wilder pack. And it made my skin burn. Because their doubt of him, their Alpha, was a reflection of their doubt in me, his Luna.I stayed near his side those first days, pretending to be the dutiful wife. I carried trays of food into his chamber even when he barely touched a bite. I sat in the chair beside his bed, watching him toss in pain, sweat beading on his brow as the physician tended his wounds. Sometimes his lips moved in restless dreams, whispering a name that cut through me like a knife.Kari.Always her. Never me.I wanted to scream at him to stop. To se

Kari’s POVThe night was heavy with silence, the kind that clung to the walls like an invisible fog. Viktor had finally been able to rest after a long day, but I could not. I sat on the edge of the bed, my knees drawn up, staring at the shadows dancing along the wall. The fire in the hearth had burned low, but the warmth it left behind only made my skin feel clammy.My heart had been uneasy all day. Zoya’s face lingered at the corners of my mind, that sweet smile she flashed at Viktor, the way he looked at her like he was caught between shock and gratitude. He had thanked her more times than I cared to count, and though I tried to remind myself she had saved his life, it still burned inside me.Every time her name passed anyone’s lips, it felt like a thorn twisting deeper into my chest.“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Viktor’s voice broke into my thoughts.I turned, startled. He was awake, his hazel eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, but there was that softness in them that always made m