Semua Bab REBORN: CLAIMED BY MY MATE’S BROTHER: Bab 81 - Bab 90

GREY'S POV I stormed through the garden like a man possessed, fury boiling so hot my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. The edges of my vision burned red, pulsing with every heartbeat. I’d had her. I’d CORNERED her. Anastasia had been right there, trapped, exactly where I needed her.I had been so CLOSE.Tomorrow’s verdict had practically been in my hands.Until that simpering little simpleton had gone and ruined everything.“Motherfucker,” I hissed, stopping abruptly and swiping at a drooping tree branch. Leaves scattered uselessly to the ground.If Amelia had done her damn job properly, if her poison had taken out that weasel, none of this would be happening. I wouldn’t be scrambling like a fool. I wouldn’t be standing here with my plan in ruins and my pride in tatters.I dragged my hands through my hair, breathing hard. The realisation hit like a punch to the gut.I had to tell my father.The thought alone made my stomach knot. I’d stood before him so confidently earlier, bragged about

ANASTASIA'S POV “Do either of you consent?” the Alpha King asked, his tone neutral and detached, like the answer wasn’t already expected, like I actually had a choice.My eyes slid back to Grey before I could stop myself. That stupid smirk was still carved into his face, smug and assured, as if the outcome had already been written in stone. His gaze locked onto mine, dark and warning, screaming YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. He spoke, clear and confident. “Yes.”The Alpha King’s attention shifted to me, one brow lifting as he waited. My chest tightened. For a split second, the room felt too big, too loud, too heavy. I shut my eyes, my jaw clenching as the word scraped its way out of me. “I consent.” It tasted bitter.I opened my eyes again and looked for Nicholas without even thinking. The moment I found him, something inside me steadied. He wasn’t smiling, wasn’t panicking, just calm and solid and unshaken. JUST BREATHE, his earlier words echoed in my head again, firm and grounding.

ANASTASIA'S POV “You stupid bitch!” Grey snarled.The words were barely out of his mouth before his hands were on Amelia’s throat.Everything happened at once and somehow in slow motion too.Amelia hit the floor hard, her back slamming against the marble with a sickening crack before Grey straddled her, his fingers digging into her neck. She gasped, her hands flying up instinctively, clawing at his wrists. Her face began to colour almost instantly, red, then frighteningly purple.Chaos was all around us. Someone screamed, high and shrill. Feet thumped hard against the floor as people jumped to their feet and hurried to the front to take a closer look. Shock rippled through the council chamber, turning into outright horror as everyone registered what they were witnessing.None of them thought to help. To save Amelia. And Grey didn't care to stop.He looked past caring.His eyes were bloodshot, wild, completely unhinged, like a rabid dog that had finally slipped its leash. Spittle f

ANASTASIA'S POV The moment the words left my mouth—“I reject you, Grey Bloodhound.”—something unseen finally broke free.It wasn’t loud or dramatic. It was quiet. Gentle. Like an chain slipping loose from around my ribs.The mate bond dissolved, and with it came a rush of warmth and calm so sudden it stole my breath. The constant pressure I’d lived with for years vanished, leaving behind a strange, beautiful stillness. Peace. Real peace. My knees nearly buckled from the sheer relief of it.I lifted my head instinctively, my eyes searching the crowd without thinking.Nicholas.He was already looking at me, gray eyes bright and fixed on my face with something that made my chest ache in the best way. He looked proud. He looked relieved. He looked happy. As if HE felt it too.I didn’t think. I just moved.I ran.Up the few stairs leading to the audience section and I crashed into him, arms wrapping around his neck as his hands came up instantly, catching me like he’d been waiting

NICHOLAS' POV Since Anastasia was with her mother and sister, I took the liberty of bringing the car around myself.I told myself I was just trying to save time but the truth was I needed to give her all the space she needed to confront her mother and Amelia without me hovering.Else, I'd be doing something stupid like inserting myself and stealing her stage. It wasn't that I didn't trust her not to handle her heartless mother or demon of a sister, I did. I just loved her too much not to worry about her. Or maybe it was because I was practically irrational over everything that concerned her. I needed space for myself as well. Space to prepare for what I knew was coming next. The mate bond issue might have been done and over with but the game wasn't over just yet.I stood near the curb, hands clasped behind my back, watching the driveway and the fields beyond with a stillness that didn’t reflect the sharp calculations running through my head. That was when my phone vibrated in my po