Semua Bab Rejected And Reborn: Bab 191 - Bab 200

Chapter 191: The False Claim The instant I stepped out of the safe house, some weird tension hit me like a wave of ice water. The air was charged, humming with energy I couldn't quite place. Even the trees seemed to lean in, listening. My instincts yelled that something was coming, but I couldn't see it yet. I was still reeling my thoughts together after the last confrontation with the rogue Beta pack, still recuperating from the relentless drain of my powers. Axel had been trying to reassure me that we could rest for a day, but I couldn't shake this uneasy tug in the bond. Something was wrong, very wrong. Then I heard the news. Auren. That insufferable, arrogant prince of the neighboring pack. He had dared to come to the council and speak. I heard the words before I could even process them, and my heart almost stopped in my chest: "The Luna of Axel has accepted my proposal." I froze. The world tilted, my legs threatening to buckle beneath me. The council chamber exploded in a ca

Chapter 193 — The Battle Escalates The air was heavy, a storm ready to unleash its fury. Though the council clearing of the neighboring pack had already turned into a battleground of words and steel, Auren wasn't done. Too desperate in his claim for me, he bared his teeth in defiance and raised his hand. A signal-a subtle one, but unmistakable. Shadows shifted in the surrounding forest. Wolves-dozens, maybe hundreds-emerged silently at first, then more boldly, weapons held in paw or glinting claws beneath pale moonlight. Reinforcements loyal to him, other packs that had been promised territory or power, surged forward ready to crush us like a wave. My heart clenched. I felt Axel tense beside me, his presence through the bond steady, powerful, but coiled like a spring. He knew what was coming — he had sensed it before even the first scout crossed the clearing. I could feel his anger, the fury simmering beneath his control. But I couldn’t wait for him to act alone. I wouldn’t. Not anym

Chapter 195 : Nervous Nora crouched behind the thick wall of oaks bordering the Alpha's compound, the faint moonlight glinting off her silvered hair. Even in the shadows, she could feel the pulse of the Alpha's pack like a living, breathing entity. Every howl, every shuffle of paws on stone and earth, carried whispers of uncertainty. Axel's hand tightened around hers; his jaw clamped, eyes scanning the forest line for the slightest movement. The tension was nearly suffocating, and she could sense it in the air-every warrior, every council member, waiting for some decision that no one seemed willing to make. “They’re nervous,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, even to Axel. “You can feel it. The Alpha… the council… even the soldiers—they don’t know what to do with us here.” Axel let out a slow breath, his wolf instincts stretched taut under his skin. "Auren's been stirring trouble again. He wants to push his father into action, to banish us, or worse. He's relentless." Nora

Chapter 197 The night was a tense, suffocating blanket settled over the neighboring pack's territory. Thin shafts of moonlight cut through the trees and picked out the secret paths Nora and Axel had used to position themselves and their loyalists. Every step was carefully planned; every word carefully measured. The distrust among the warriors, the hesitation that finally rippled through to the Alpha's council, they could feel. And Auren-so impatient, so desperate-he would have, as well. Her instincts told her that the time to move was now, or Auren would take advantage. She crouched behind a large oak, her senses stretched to their limits. Her wolf instincts hummed beneath her skin, reacting to the faintest sound: a twig snapping under a distant paw, the soft exhale of a hidden sentry, the rustle of leaves where someone tried to move silently. The bond she shared with Axel pulsed steady and urgent; a warning that he was ready, a coiled predator just waiting for the perfect moment t

Chapter 199 The sun had just started to rise, and the cold night still lingered in the forest as she sat on the edge of the clearing, her hands lightly set upon the swell of her stomach. It was quiet, yet her senses were heightened, catching each murmur of movement. She knew it in her bones before the words were spoken: they were here. The loyal pack members who had kept their oaths through the chaos stepped with caution into the clearing, faces strained, eyes darting between her and him. Their words came in urgent hushed tones, careful, as if the wind itself might carry them to ears that should not hear. "Ever since he left… everything has fallen apart," one murmured, slightly bowing. "The pack, rules ignored, fights breaking out, loyalties shift. everywhere, fear. Without guidance, we are lost." She felt their words weigh down on her, a stone pressed into her chest. It was true, she could feel it from here through the threads of the bond, through the subtle shifts in the pack's en