Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected And Reborn: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Chapter 142 His pov I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Even after everything, even after the lies and the pain, my mind kept returning to her, to the way she looked, the way she moved, the way she carried herself with strength even when she had been broken. I thought I could protect her, I thought I could keep her safe, but now… now the pack was whispering. The rumors hit me like a punch to the chest. One of the elders, someone I trusted, someone who had seen her courage, her strength, started spreading words that poisoned the pack. They said she had offered herself to them willingly, that she had done unspeakable things to gain favor. I couldn’t breathe. My fists clenched so tightly my knuckles ached. I paced the hall, my heart hammering. Every word I heard, every whisper, felt like a blade slicing through me. I had defended her. I had stood in front of the pack and declared her as mine, my mate, my Luna. And now these lies threatened to undo all of that. I couldn’t ignore it.

The murmuring Her POV The morning air felt heavier than usual, pressing against my skin like a silent warning. I knew what he planned to do to face the elders, the same men who spread those cruel lies about me. I knew their words had cut deep into the heart of the pack, poisoning minds and turning loyalty into suspicion. He was standing near the door, already dressed in his black coat, his shoulders tense, his jaw hard. I could feel the anger rolling off him, quiet but dangerous. “You’re not coming,” he said without turning around. His voice was calm, but I knew him too well — it wasn’t calmness. It was fear. Fear that I might break again. “I am,” I replied softly, my voice shaking but firm. He turned then, eyes burning with worry. “No. You’ve been through enough. I can’t risk them hurting you again, not even with words.” I took a step closer. “Then let me face them. Let me show them they didn’t destroy me.” He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose like he always did when he

Chapter 146 - Her Plan Nora's POV The morning air was chilly and thick. I could sense the tension before I even entered the pack house. My heart pounded hard, but it wasn't from fear of him. Not yet, at least. I knew he would, could, protect me. My fear came from the whispers I'd been hearing for days, the ones that had grown louder and more sinister with the passing hours. I had risen before dawn, so I would not be noticed. Mira’s words still reverberated within me, but I had deliberately disregarded them. “You cannot hide from the bond, child, but you can protect yourself.” Protect myself. That’s all I wanted. To protect him, no matter what it meant. I might have to hide away once more. I slipped into the yard stealthily, my head down. To start with, there seemed to be no trouble. Pack members were roaming about, some engaged in training, some attending to their business. But then I spotted what looked like a commotion around the quarters of the elder. Whispers were spreading lik

Chapter 148 : The struggle I run. I run through every corner of the pack territory, my legs burning, my lungs screaming for air, but I don't stop. Can't stop. My heart pounds like a drum in my chest, each beat echoing the panic that's consumed me. I smell her-faint, delicate, impossibly familiar. It's a whisper carried on the wind, teasing me, telling me she's close. My wolf stirs inside me, roaring, urging me to find her, hold her, and never let her go again. "Nora! Nora!" I scream, my voice hoarse and cracking, reverberating between the quiet trees and deserted walkways. "Where are you? Please. please come back!" Every rustling of leaves sends my head spinning. Each minor noise-a twig snapping, a bird chirping in the distance-my senses go to red alert. I can hear her slight movements, the gentle rustle of clothes, the soft cadence of her footsteps. My mind wrestles between hope and fear. Hope that she's alive, close to me, and fear that I may be too late-that I would lose her once

Chapter 150 Unthinkable As we have seen The next day, I woke up before dawn. Nora’s plan was still swirling around my mind like a silent storm. I could still smell Nora on my skin. I could still picture her tears and her strength within my arms. She had asked me to do something unbelievable: to lie, to pretend, and to deny Nora before everyone. It was, after all, the only thing that would have safeguarded her. The sun barely rose before I left our quarters. It hurt to walk, it hurt to breathe, because I knew what I was about to do. Already, members were gathering inside the main square. I could sense curiosity and suspicion. The word had gotten around. Selene insisted I share my thoughts. She wanted me to “clarify” my feelings before everyone. I knew what she wanted. I knew exactly. Selene wanted to break Nora. She wanted to destroy her, before the world. And as for me, I had no option but to let her believe that she would succeed. Selene was there, as beautiful as ever, but he