Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected By Him; Claimed By His Crazy Brother: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

IXORAThe sky had turned a deeper shade of indigo, stars blinking to life above the trees like hesitant witnesses. I walked the edge of the forest, just past the training fields, my bare feet sinking into damp grass. Each breath felt heavier tonight. Not because of fear—but anticipation.I wasn’t sure if it was the council, or the murmurs of war clawing through the pack like a sickness, but everything in the air felt taut. Something was coming.The wind stirred again—reacting to me. It always did now. I lifted my hand and let the breeze curl around my fingers. Sometimes I thought I could hear it speak. Other times, it screamed.Ronan stood by the treeline, arms crossed, watching me like he always did. Not with worry, but with awe. I didn’t know how to carry that. I was just Ixora. The girl who once couldn’t even look herself in the mirror without wondering what was wrong with her. Now the council looked to me like some kind of savior, and that frightened me more than the rogues ever h

XORA POV The dream still clung to me like ash. Even with Ronan’s warmth pressed into my spine, the weight of it lingered—thick, oily, foreboding.I stirred under the covers. Moonlight spilled through the open window like silver ink across the sheets. The forest beyond was quiet. Too quiet.Ronan’s arm tightened around me instinctively, as if he could sense the unrest in my breath.“Another one?” he murmured, sleep lining the edges of his voice.I nodded, eyes fixed on the ceiling. “It felt real this time. More than before.”He shifted beside me, propping himself on one elbow. “What did you see?”I hesitated. Not because I didn’t remember—no, I remembered too well—but because saying it aloud would make it permanent.“There was blood,” I whispered. “Not just bodies. It was everywhere. And your face—Ronan, you weren’t breathing.”His jaw tensed, but his hand brushed my temple gently. “I’m here,” he said. “I’m breathing. You’re not losing me.”But I didn’t respond. Because deep inside, s

IXORAI woke up with the sun filtering through the glass windows and crawling through my eyelids. I was too lazy to stand or open my eyes. Nothing moved, the morning was quiet. A certain stillness stung through the air, the stillness wrapped around me like a second skin, no birdsong, no rustling leaves. Just Ronan’s arm draped heavily over my waist, anchoring me to the bed. His chest rose and fell behind me in the slow rhythm of deep sleep.I didn’t move. I just watched the light trickle in through the window blinds, soft and golden. My mind was a storm beneath a calm surface. Even after the council meeting… even after showing them what I could do… the unease never left me. Like there was something bigger—something we couldn’t see yet.A memory flickered: the look on the Luna Council’s faces yesterday as I spoke. They didn’t mock. They didn’t scowl. They listened. And when I finished, one of them—the harshest one—nodded. Just once. But it was enough.Ronan had been still as stone besi

IXORA POV Warmth. That was the first thing I registered when I woke up.My head ached faintly, but the warmth I felt was undeniable. Safe. Secure. Familiar. My fingers curled instinctively, brushing against the rough fabric of a chest I knew by heart. Ronan. His steady breathing against my neck pulled me deeper into that feeling of safety.For a moment, I just lay there, my body aching slightly, but my heart... calm. I remembered flashes of last night—the trap, the terror, Chris, the rogues. The searing pain in my leg. And then Ronan. Like a storm crashing through darkness, he came for me.I blinked back tears. I didn’t want to start the day crying, but gods, the emotions threatened to break through. I shifted slightly to face him, and as I moved, his arm tightened around me."You’re safe," he whispered, eyes still closed. "You’re mine."I smiled softly. "Always."His eyes opened slowly, and when they met mine, I saw it—the worry, the anger, the lingering fear. But also love. So much

IXORA POV I walked into the house feeling betrayed and hurt.The world made no sense, how could Ronan know something like this and keep it all to himself for this long. I knew Chris was pure evil but to kill my parents?Ronan said it was to weaken me and I believed it. He wanted me vulnerable, weak, so he could feign to be the shoulder I cried on.All those nights.All those nights, I bore out my eyes to him, I told him of how guilty I felt of my parents death and all he could do was listen. He just listened when infact, he was the one who had murdered them.I sat on the sofa and cried." Ixora"I heard Ronan call." What do you want from me?"I was so angry at Ronan, yet there he stood, calm and gentle like he hadn't just made my entire world crumble." You have to stop feeling sad. I didn't tell you cause I knew you might want revenge and you're no match for Chris if we're being honest"" That was before. Now I have strength, power. I can take him down"" You can't Ixora"" Why do