All Chapters of REJECTED BY THE ALPHA AWAKENED AS HIS QUEEN : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Blood of the ForgottenThe chamber pulsed with ancient energy, each stone carved with secrets lost to time. Aria stood motionless, hand still resting on the name etched into the altar Lirael. The whisper hadn’t just come from the air. It had come from within her.Not who.What you will become.A chill danced across her skin, but it wasn’t fear. It was recognition.“I don’t understand,” she whispered.The pendant at her chest flared in response, casting moonlight across the walls. Symbols blinked to life, illuminating stories carved in stone wolves shifting under a full moon, women cloaked in light and fire, battles waged across mountains and skies.Sera hadn’t lied.The Moonborn weren’t just rare they were divine.She stumbled back as the light flared again, this time flooding her with images.A woman, silver-haired and fierce, standing atop a ruined palace. Flames at her back. Eyes glowing white.A man Kael? No, older driven mad by his mate’s power, lifting his sword against he

Blood and AshThe courtyard of the Northern Keep was still and shadowed, the air thick with pre-dawn chill. Pale mist clung to the flagstones, swirling in lazy tendrils. Somewhere beyond the high stone walls, a lone wolf howled long, low, and mournful. The kind of howl that carried warnings.Aria stood at the center of the yard, breath misting, her body coiled with readiness. She wore fitted dark leathers, her silver pendant hidden beneath her shirt. The crescent mark on her nape glimmered faintly in the dim light. Her gaze never wavered from the tall, broad figure facing her.Kael.Gone was the cold king who had rejected her. Gone was the distant Alpha who’d pretended indifference. In his place stood a warrior, stripped of armor, dressed in simple tunic and trousers, every inch of him honed and lethal. His golden eyes studied her not with disdain, but with sharp, focused intent.“You fight with instinct,” he said, his voice low, breaking the stillness. “But instinct alone will

A Dangerous LessonThe first light of dawn bled across the sky, cold and sharp as a blade.Aria stood in the center of the courtyard again, body aching from yesterday’s training. The bruises on her ribs and shoulders were reminders of every fall, every strike but she welcomed them. Pain meant progress.Kael approached in silence, his expression harder than before. After the blood spawn attack, something in him had shifted urgency now tempered his every move.“No warmup today,” he said simply. “We don’t have time.”Aria gave a single nod, already bracing herself.Kael circled her. “The Council knows,” he said quietly. “There’s already word spreading beyond our borders. The seal is breaking. You felt it.”She had. The mark on her nape burned hotter each day. The visions that haunted her sleep were no longer dreams but fragments of memory Lirael’s memory.“I’m ready,” Aria said, voice steady.Kael stopped, eyes locking onto hers. “You’re getting stronger. But if you face a blood king or

Council ShadowsThe Council chambers were nothing like Aria expected.Carved deep into the stone heart of the mountain, the vast circular room pulsed with ancient power. The ceiling arched high above, supported by blackened columns wrapped in silver inlays that shimmered faintly. A massive crest of the united packs loomed overhead but beneath that symbol of unity, the air was thick with mistrust and hidden agendas.Kael stood tall at her side, clad in full Alpha King regalia dark leather, silver accents, the sword of his bloodline at his hip. He didn’t touch her, but his presence wrapped around her like a shield.Still, Aria could feel the eyes on her.A dozen council elders, old as the stone itself, sat in semi-circle thrones. Their scents were layered with power, suspicion, and something colder. Fear.One of them Elder Maeron spoke first. “You bring her here? With the mark exposed?”Kael’s voice rang steady. “She stands under my protection.”“And yet,” Maeron’s gaze sharpened on Ari

A Blade in the DarkBy the fifth day in Eldhollow, the sanctuary no longer felt abandoned.It pulsed with power old, deep, restless.Aria could feel it in her bones. In her blood.And in Kael’s eyes.He had changed too. The distant, commanding Alpha King was still there but beneath the hard exterior, something stirred. A tension that neither of them spoke aloud. In battle, their movements flowed together like two parts of a whole. In the quiet moments between, the air crackled with things left unsaid.Each day, the training grew harder.Kael spared her nothing. Every strike was real, every lesson brutal. And still, Aria rose again and again.Her body ached. Her arms trembled with exhaustion. But her spirit only grew stronger.And so did her control.By now, Aria could call the mark’s power with deliberate focus weaving moonlight into shields of force, summoning bursts of energy that could knock Kael from his feet. Her senses sharpened, her reflexes faster than any wolf she’d known.Bu