บททั้งหมดของ Rejected by my Alpha, the Moon goddess chose me.: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

That voice I just heard was off, it wasn’t just Melina’s anymore. It had changed. It was deeper, darker, and there was something in it that made my stomach twist—not fear, but a heavy pull in my chest, like something precious was slipping away. I never knew I had grown to care for Melina this way considering the betrayal months ago. Maybe it was because she’s always around the Alphas’ wing, and I see the way Laziel’s face lights up in her presence. “Now we’re both awake,” she repeated, and immediately stood up to her feet even in her bloodied and weak state. I knew that was Nyra’s force, because there’s no way Melina alone could have survived that strike from me, it wasn’t possible. Her eyes—once the soft hazel of Melina—were now streaked with silver, a haunting reminder that Nyra was very much alive inside her.Aria stood next to me, tense and ready to spring into action, I had never seen her this agitated and supple. Aether echoed behind us, as his wolf transformed into a human a

The morning sun lit up the packhouse halls, but my heart wasn't warmed by the brightness. Thoughts from yesterday still lingered in my mind. It's been over 12 hours now and Aether hasn’t reached out to me yet, nor have I heard a word from him. I stood in front of the huge mirror in my room, combing my fingers through my hair. And then I spotted Gladys, my once-trusted personal helper. She had come in to change the beddings, and her eyes looked as if she had something to conceal. "Gladys," I called out, turning to face her. "Why did you touch Aether like that yesterday?" Gladys blinked, innocently. Too innocent. "Touch him?" she said with a quiet smile, folding her hands neatly in front of her apron. "Oh no, my Lady, I was simply trying to adjust his collar, nothing more." I let out a frown of disgust, observing every change in her expression, every twitch in her eye. "Your hand wasn't anywhere near his collar, Gladys. Are you calling me blind? Like I didn’t see well or what? G

Tranquility and peace do not last long around here. When it seems like everything is calm, uncanny chaos surfaces.The moment I opened Aether's door, I wasn’t ready for what I would meet. There she was, Gladys, in my man's room. She was wearing a thin white robe and wasn’t acting like a servant. Instead, she was all over him, hands on his chest, kissing him vigorously like she had always wanted to do so. And now realizing that she's not just Gladys but Nyra who had awakened again inside her I didn’t know what to feel. The troubles we had with Melina were enough and just as I thought everything was over, we had to go all over again. I stared at Elira, she was furious. Then at Aether, he looks confused, and then to Gladys as she smiles mischievously like an arrogant bully. Unexpectedly, Elira came forward, grabbing Gladys' arm and tossing her around with her shadowed force, and in that instant flung her across the room as if she weighed nothing. Gladys gasped and crumpled against the

MAY’s POVThe air in the infirmary smelled like a peculiar mix of brewed plants, herbs, and ointments. The air coming in through the open window made the curtains move a little, and the afternoon sun bathed the two beds against the wall in the VIP room, a golden light. Gladys was in one bed. Her face was pale, her body was lifeless, and she was covered in sweat. It seemed like she was stuck in a terrible dream, while Melina was up now and in the other bed. She was sitting up and drinking water from a cup made of copper. Her complexion had returned, and the instant glow in her cheeks made me assume she was okay, at least she does look okay. Laziel had taken it upon himself to bring her nutritious food directly from the Alpha’s kitchen, almost every day. I was stuck in the center. I looked down at Gladys and then back at Melina. Weighing the damage Nyra has caused. I must kill her, I muttered to myself, in the name of the moon goddess— unless I’m not the chosen vessel— I must bring

I walked outside, blood still dripping from the blades in my hand as I stood beside Elira, our breaths ragged from the fight. The bodies of the guards lay scattered, their weapons clustered all over the dungeon floor. The cold air was thick with smoke and the smell of blood. Then, the echo of hurried footsteps filled the silence.Aether and Andrew and behind them Castillo, Laziel, and Nelson followed suit with other warrior wolves, fifty in number.They stormed into the dungeon like a force of nature, their wolves trailing behind with snarls in their throats and rage in their eyes.“Maybel!” Aether called, his eyes scanning me for wounds. “Oh my baby, I hope you aren’t injured. How did you manage to escape? Did you do this all by yourself?” he asked curiously, his eyes filled with worry. Elira and I did it. She came just in time to assist me, I said, gesturing at Elira, who stood at the side panting heavily.Laziel and three warriors walked towards the inner dungeon only to see Cery