Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Rejected Secret: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The earth trembled underfoot, a low, steady rumble that set every instinct in Aria’s body on edge. Her wolf pressed against her chest, pacing, restless, but there was something else too—a darker thrum, a foreign hum that resonated through her veins like a second heartbeat.The traitor’s smirk glinted in the flickering firelight, smug, cruel. “Do you feel it now, Aria? That pulse in your blood? It’s not a wolf. It never was.”Aria’s breath came shallow, ragged. Her eyes darted to Killian, whose storm-gray gaze locked onto hers with a ferocity that both steadied and broke her. He looked like a man on the edge of ruin, torn between protecting her and confessing truths he’d sworn to bury.“Don’t listen to him,” Killian growled, his Alpha command lacing every syllable. “He’s twisting the truth to break you.”But the traitor laughed, the sound echoing like jagged glass. “Twisting? No, Alpha. I’m freeing her. She deserves to know why you rejected her, why you kept her chained to half-truths

The grand hall lay in ruins. Stone cracked underfoot, beams sagged and smoldered, and the scent of ash clung to every breath. Aria sat curled against Killian’s chest, her body trembling, her wolf silent in the hollow of her ribs. The fire that had erupted through her only moments ago was gone, leaving her cold, weak, and terrified of herself.Killian’s arms were iron around her, his chin pressed against the top of her head as if holding her tighter could shield her from what she had just become. His heartbeat thundered steady beneath her ear, grounding her, even as her mind screamed with questions.She had killed them all. With fire that wasn’t fire, with power that didn’t belong to wolves.Her hands shook as she lifted them into the pale light filtering through the broken roof. They looked normal—bloodied, scraped, trembling—but she could still feel it beneath her skin: that second heartbeat, that unnatural hum, waiting. Watching.Her stomach lurched. What am I?The traitor’s rasping

The circle held its breath. Wolves, warriors, elders, even those too bloodied to stand—all eyes locked on Aria as she stepped into the broken ring.Ash crunched beneath her bare feet. The ruined hall seemed to close in, the air heavy with smoke, fear, and the weight of what was about to happen.Across from her, Cleon bared his teeth, his wolf pacing just under his skin, eyes glowing with feral challenge. Blood streaked his chest from Killian’s earlier blows, but his stance was steady, his conviction unshaken.“You’re no Alpha,” he sneered. “No wolf. You’re a mistake wrapped in fire. And I’ll end it before it consumes us all.”Aria’s heart thudded painfully in her chest, but her voice held steady. “Then come try.”Gasps rippled through the circle. Wolves weren’t meant to challenge higher ranks—not Betas, not Alphas. And yet here she stood, not just defying Cleon but daring him.Killian stood at the edge of the circle, his chest heaving, eyes storm-dark and desperate. His fists clenched

The forest edge trembled with movement, shadows bleeding into the clearing until the night seemed alive with eyes. The enemy’s presence pressed against the pack like a suffocating fog, thick with violence and something older, darker.Killian’s wolf surged beneath his skin, the Alpha’s dominance lashing out in waves that sent even his pack bowing lower in instinctive submission. But the figure at the treeline did not flinch. He only smiled, cruel and knowing.“Attack!” Killian’s voice roared like thunder, and the courtyard exploded.Wolves leapt forward, claws raking earth, fangs flashing white as the first wave of rogues tore from the forest. The crash was instant, brutal—the sound of snarls and screams blending into chaos.Aria’s bones snapped, fire racing through her veins as her wolf surged free. She landed on four paws, her senses igniting with clarity. The world sharpened—every scent, every sound, every movement in the shadows. The bond tethered her to Killian’s wolf, massive and

The battlefield reeked of smoke, blood, and fear. Wolves staggered among the ruins of their own strength, their eyes darting from the bodies of rogues to the faint glow still clinging to Aria’s skin. Silence pressed on them, heavier than the death littering the earth.And then, the howl came again.Low. Drawn-out. Wrong.It didn’t belong to any wolf she had ever known. It wasn’t even the rabid scream of rogues. It was deeper, threaded with something unnatural that scraped against the inside of her skull. Her wolf whimpered, her body trembling despite the heat still pulsing in her veins.The pack shifted nervously, hackles raised. Murmurs broke out.“What was that?”“It’s not one of ours—”“Moon above, what is she?”The last whisper cut sharper than claws. Aria’s stomach clenched.Killian’s growl rolled across the clearing, silencing them instantly. His broad frame stood tall, blood streaking his chest, his storm-gray eyes glowing with Alpha fire. “She is your Luna. You will remember t