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บททั้งหมดของ Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

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Alpha Rowland's POVWhen I arrived at the pack house, the tension in the air was thick enough to choke on. I could still hear whispers from the corridors—servants pretending to busy themselves while their eyes followed me. They thought I didn’t notice, but I did. I always did.I strode past them without a word, my boots echoing on the polished floor. My Beta, Kumar, trailed close behind, though I could feel his disapproval radiating from every step. I didn’t care. Not today.“Irene,” I barked, my voice carrying through the hall. The nearest servants froze, staring at me as though unsure whether to move.“Yes, Alpha?” one of them stammered.“Drag her to her room,” I ordered coldly. “Lock her in. No food, no water.”The gasp from the servant was audible, but I didn’t repeat myself. I didn’t need to. My words were law. “Since she enjoys making a fool out of me in public, she can take pride in starving.”“Alpha…” Kumar’s voi
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Third person POVThe sun had barely climbed over the tree line when Alpha Rowland’s car rolled to a slow halt before the tall wrought iron gates of Alpha Baron’s territory. The air was fresh, carrying the faint scent of pine and blooming marigolds from the gardens that framed the main road. It had been months since Rowland last set foot here, and though the purpose of this visit was joyous, his mind couldn’t help but churn with the matters he’d left back home.The guards stationed at the gate bowed respectfully before signaling for the heavy gates to swing open. Rowland’s convoy moved forward, the vehicles gliding over the cobbled path that led toward the grand courtyard. Even before the engines came to a stop, he spotted Baron himself standing on the front steps of the packhouse, his tall frame impossible to miss.“Rowland!” Baron’s voice carried across the courtyard as the Alpha strode down the steps, a broad smile lighting up his features.Rowl
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Alpha Enzo's POVThe scratching of my pen against paper was the only sound in the study, steady and precise as I made notes on the reports laid out in front of me. The numbers were unrelenting—supplies, security updates, the increased costs of expanding the training grounds. Winter was coming, and with it, the added strain of protecting our borders while ensuring the pack didn’t feel the bite of scarcity.I barely noticed the knock until it came a second time, firm and measured.“Come in,” I said without looking up.The door opened, and Beta Ash stepped inside with that calm, unshakable presence of his. He held a cream-colored envelope in one hand, the seal pressed with an elaborate golden crest. Even from my desk, I could catch the faint whiff of perfume clinging to the paper.“Wedding invitation,” he said, placing it neatly in front of me. “From Bryan and Irene.”I looked up, letting my gaze linger on the envelope for a moment
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Lisa's POVThe day had started slow.Too slow.I sat cross-legged on my bed, chin propped on my hand, staring at the far wall of my room like maybe it would sprout a window and offer me a new view. No such luck. The silence in the room was almost oppressive, broken only by the faint ticking of the clock above my desk.Calla had been busy since morning—something about helping in the lower kitchens—and because the higher floors were restricted to most of the pack members, my usual options for company were nonexistent. I’d already paced the length of the room six times, flipped through a magazine I wasn’t actually reading, and organized my desk just to have something to do.Now I was bored enough to consider staring at the ceiling until I fell asleep out of pure desperation.No. That would be surrender.With a sigh, I slid off the bed and padded toward the door. If no one was coming to entertain me, I’d just have to find en
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Third person POV The morning broke with a softness that seemed almost intentional, as though nature itself had decided to grant the day a blessing. The air carried the delicate scent of blooming gardenias from the vast gardens surrounding the wedding venue, their fragrance mingling with the crisp freshness of dawn. At the far edge of the property, the grand hall stood in quiet anticipation. Its towering glass-paneled doors reflected the pale morning light, while the stone steps leading up to the entrance had been freshly washed, still damp with beads of water glistening under the rising sun. Rows of white lilies, roses, and wisteria adorned the path leading to the main entrance, forming a floral walkway so breathtaking it seemed to have been woven straight from a dream. Inside, preparations were already well underway. Servants moved with quick but quiet steps, their hands filled with satin ribbons, polished silver trays, and small vases f
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Irene's POV I woke up with a pounding headache. My eyes were gritty from lack of sleep, my throat dry, my whole body restless. I hadn’t stopped pacing the room since last night, wearing a faint track into the expensive rug beneath my bare feet. My nails were chewed down to the quick, and every creak of the floorboards or muffled sound outside my door made my stomach twist. I hated the silence between those moments—it was too loud, pressing in on me, suffocating me. The walls felt closer today. I didn’t know if it was just my mind making it worse, or if they had somehow tightened the space to make me feel caged. I’d tried to open the door again hours ago, but the heavy lock didn’t budge. They weren’t just keeping me inside—they were keeping the world out. And the longer it stayed that way, the more I felt like some kind of prized animal in a gilded cage, on display for no one but my own misery. I pressed my palms against my temples and kep
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Bryan's POV I sat there in the chair, staring at the pale walls, letting the silence stretch until it became heavy. My fingers were clasped together, my knuckles pressing white against my skin. The only sound was the faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner. Then the door swung open. Two maids stepped in, arms loaded with fabric. The first carried my tuxedo — black with silver lapels — the second held a tray with cufflinks, a tie, and polished shoes that probably cost more than a month’s wages for most pack members. “Good morning, Alpha Bryan,” one of them murmured softly, as if she could sense the tension coiling inside me. Before I could answer, Knox followed them in, a smile plastered on his face like he’d been rehearsing it all morning. “Congratulations, brother,” he said, clapping his hands once in mock celebration. “Today’s the big day.” I forced my lips into what I hoped look
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Third person POV The great hall was already brimming with the subtle hum of voices, the air rich with the mingling scents of polished wood, fresh flowers, and the faint musk of wolves gathered in celebration. Golden sunlight filtered in through the stained-glass windows, throwing streaks of color across the marble floor where Bryan now stood before the altar. He adjusted his collar once, his hands steady, though his eyes betrayed the quiet anticipation swirling beneath his calm demeanor. From the far end of the aisle, the double oak doors remained closed, their towering presence the only barrier between him and the woman who was about to walk into his life forever. Beside him, Knox took his place a step behind, his usual grin replaced by a respectful solemnity. The priest, robed in deep crimson trimmed with gold, nodded once to Bryan, then glanced toward the entrance. The hush that followed was almost reverent — a silence that seemed to draw every breat
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Beta Ash's POV The hall was still heavy with the scent of flowers and polished wood when I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, trying not to draw too much attention to myself. The wedding had been a spectacle — one of those events people would talk about for seasons, maybe even years. Baron had really gone all out. No expense spared, no detail left to chance. You could see it in the cut of the tablecloths, the gleam of the goblets, the way every ribbon matched the house colors exactly. Even the guards had their armor polished so bright it could’ve blinded someone if they stood in the wrong spot. And then there was Atlas. The Delta had been standing at my side for most of the ceremony, and for most of that time, he’d been smirking like he knew a joke no one else did. I’d learned long ago that was never a good sign. “You know,” he said, leaning just close enough so his words didn’t carry to the wrong ears, “Baron re
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Delta Atlas POV The gates hadn’t even finished swinging shut behind me when I heard my name being barked from somewhere off to the right. “Atlas!” I didn’t even have to turn to know who it was. That voice had a mix of demand and excitement that only Kael could pull off. I’d barely gotten both boots on the courtyard stone before he came striding toward me, that smug grin plastered on his face like he’d just won a bet no one knew about. He didn’t give me a chance to brush the travel dust from my jacket before he latched onto my arm and started tugging me toward the side of the main house. “Come on.” “Where are we going?” I asked, resisting just enough to make him grunt in annoyance. “The garden attic,” he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Why?” “Because I want details.” His eyes were practically gl
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