All Chapters of Four Times Rejected, Destined for The Throne: Chapter 241 - Chapter 244

The engines whined down into a low whistle. The silence that followed was heavy, pregnant with the violence to come. Alpha Stephan stood up, grabbing his heavy overcoat. "We walk out together. Calla in the center. Petric, you do not leave her side. I got this."The cabin door creaked open, and the cold mountain air rushed in, carrying the scent of pine, jet fuel, and underneath it all, the sharp, metallic tang of the Crown Prince. Calla’s hands were trembling. She stared at the door opening, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. For almost a year, she had lived in the quiet safety of the Amazon pack, building a version of herself that wasn’t defined by trauma. Now, the past was waiting just outside that door with a set of silver handcuffs and a crown.She adjusted her collar, ensuring the mark he had given her was partially visible, a flag of her own choosing. As they stepped out onto the air-stairs, the

"You," King Atticus growled. The sound didn't carry the polished resonance of a Royal decree, it was more a visceral, low-frequency warning, the kind of noise a wolf makes when it finds an intruder’s scent lingering in the deepest part of its den. Atticus stood tall in the center of the study, his shadow stretching long across the plush rug as he met the group head-on. There was a physical dominance in his stance that made the air in the room feel heavy and hard to swallow. Stephan stood paralyzed, he had spent years rehearsing this moment, practicing words that balanced humility with the desperation of a man seeking a second chance. But looking at Atticus, the hard set of his jaw, the way his eyes shimmered with a predatory, analytical light, none of those words mattered. They were paper shields against a hurricane. "So, you actually found your way back after beating the bush for more than