All Chapters of REJECTED AND REBORN AS THE ALPHA KING'S LUNA : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

POV: Thelma The aircraft wasn't like anything I'd seen before. No visible engines, no sound, just smooth movement that made my stomach lurch as we transitioned from one place to another. "Where are we going?" I asked Director Tanaka. "Somewhere between places," she replied cryptically. The transition finished, and suddenly we were inside a massive facility that shouldn't exist. The walls seemed to exist in multiple dimensions at once, shifting between solid matter and something else. Magic and technology combined in ways that made my head hurt trying to understand. "Welcome to The Accord headquarters," Tanaka announced. "A pocket dimension accessible from major cities worldwide. We exist outside normal reality, which makes us difficult to attack or infiltrate." Xavier's hand found mine as we walked through corridors filled with people and beings I'd never seen before. Vampires in business suits. Werewolves in military uniforms. Humans with magical auras. Dragons in human form d

THELMA The Grand Assembly Hall buzzed with nervous energy. Thelma stood at the podium, looking out at faces that would have been impossible to see in the same room six months ago. Werewolves sat beside vampires. Ascended humans chatted with witches. A dragon lounged in the back corner, his massive form barely contained by the reinforced ceiling. This was history. This was hope. And Thelma refused to let fear destroy it. "Thank you all for coming," she began, her voice carrying through the hall without needing a microphone. Alpha power had its advantages. "I know many of you traveled far. Some of you risked your lives just to be here." A low murmur of agreement rippled through the crowd. "Director Tanaka proposed sanctuaries," Thelma continued, pacing across the stage. "Designated territories where supernatural creatures would be safe but separate. Monitored. Tracked. Protected, yes, but also contained." She paused, letting the words sink in. "I'm here to propose something diff

THELMA I stood in my wedding dress, watching reality die. The void expanded across the sky like spilled ink, but ink at least had substance. This was the opposite of substance. My Alpha senses screamed at me to look away, but I couldn't. I was transfixed by the horrible beauty of absolute nothingness. "Thelma." Xavier's hand gripped my shoulder. "We need to move. Now." He was right. Around us, the Unity Square celebration had dissolved into chaos. People ran in every direction, screaming. Some stood frozen, staring at the impossible tear in reality. A few had already fainted from the sheer wrongness of it. I forced myself to focus. This was what I'd trained for. What I'd been born for. Leading in the impossible moments. "EVERYONE, LISTEN TO ME!" My Alpha command rolled out like thunder, cutting through the panic. Thousands of heads turned toward me. Werewolves, vampires, humans, hybrids, all of them looking to me for answers I didn't have. But I couldn't tell them that.

RILEY I saw my grandmother's face in the window of a coffee shop that didn't exist anymore. She smiled at me, waved, then faded like smoke. The coffee shop faded too. The whole street dissolved into nothing, leaving only empty land. But for three heartbeats, I'd seen it all perfectly. Smelled the roasted beans. Heard the jazz music playing. Felt the warmth of sunlight through glass. "Riley?" Marcus touched my shoulder carefully. "You okay?" "I just saw Grandma." My voice sounded far away, even to me. "She died two years ago. But she was right there, in that coffee shop in Vancouver. Except Vancouver doesn't exist anymore, does it?" Marcus's face tightened with worry. "Vancouver was erased yesterday. Sweetheart, maybe you should rest. The stress is getting to you." "I'm not crazy." I pulled away from him, frustrated. "I saw it. I really saw it. It was there, just for a moment. Like an echo." More visions came throughout the day. A playground full of laughing children in a

THEO The leadership council assembled in what remained of the command center. I sat beside Thelma, our twin bond humming with shared anxiety. Riley stood at the front of the room, Aaron supporting her. She looked exhausted, haunted by what she'd seen in the void. "Tell us," Thelma said quietly. "What did you discover?" Riley took a deep breath. "The void isn't evil. It's not even a conscious entity. It's a function. Reality's recycling process." Dr. Singh leaned forward. "Explain." "Every universe has weight," Riley continued. "Existence itself has mass, metaphysically speaking. When a reality becomes too heavy with events, with conflicts, with magic and dimensional tears and reality-bending power, it triggers a reset. The void is that reset." "Our reality became too heavy," Yvonne said, understanding dawning in her ancient eyes. "The Veil tears. Morgana's magic. The Fae invasion. The Ascension event. Hybrid creation. All of it added weight until we triggered the cosmic