All Chapters of REJECTED BY FATE, CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA KING : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The fortress air was heavy with storm clouds, pressing low over the spires like a warning. The pack went about its duties with clipped movements, their unease thick enough to taste. Rumors had begun to coil like smoke: whispers of the Blessed Luna, of a healer who glowed beneath the moonlight, of Selene’s beauty cracking around the edges.Selene heard every whisper.And she hated them all.From her chamber window, Selene’s eyes tracked Aria moving across the courtyard below, her skirts dusted with herbs, her hands lifting to brush a lock of hair from her flushed face. Warriors nodded respectfully as she passed. Mothers smiled at her. Even the elders, once dismissive, inclined their heads.Selene’s nails dug into her palm until blood welled.“No,” she hissed under her breath. “No, no, no.”Her reflection in the mirror smirked back at her, wild-eyed and sharp. The potion she’d taken earlier thrummed through her veins, making her feel stronger, sharper—but also unsteady, as if the ground

The fortress buzzed with unrest. Word of Selene’s downfall had spread in hushed voices along the stone corridors, spilling from servants’ mouths into the ears of guards and warriors alike. None spoke loudly, but all carried the same question: If Selene was no Luna, then who was meant to be?Aria heard the whispers even from her corner of the infirmary. She kept her head down, hands steady as she cleaned the wound of a young warrior who had taken a rogue’s blade to the thigh. Her fingers glowed faintly, the energy humming through her even when she tried to suppress it. The warrior stared at her in awe, though he said nothing.“Done,” she murmured softly, finishing the last stitch. “Keep the bandage dry. You’ll be on your feet in two days.”He bowed his head, muttering thanks before hobbling out.Aria exhaled shakily, pressing her palms against the edge of the table. Ever since the duel, she hadn’t slept. She’d dreamed of fire, of Selene’s screaming, of Kaelen’s furious eyes when he’d d

The night was strangely still. For the first time in days, no storms shook the fortress walls, no thunder rolled above the keep. Yet Kaelen’s wolf prowled with more unrest than ever, clawing against his ribs as if demanding escape.She is near. She is ours.Kaelen pressed a hand to his chest, forcing a steadying breath. He had been in battlefields drenched in blood, had faced down entire armies without flinching—but this gnawing, relentless pull unsettled him more than any blade. It dragged at his core, a demand he could neither ignore nor explain.Aria.Her name rose unbidden to his lips, but he bit it back. He could not afford weakness. Not now. Not when Selene still lurked in her cell, her poisonous whispers slithering through the pack like venom. He had stripped her of title, but the shadow of her lies had not vanished. Some still doubted him. Some doubted Aria.His wolf growled low. Truth will burn through lies. You will see.Kaelen turned down the corridor, unable to fight the t

The night after the Trial of the Luna had left the Crescent Moon Pack in a state of awe and confusion. The revelation had been undeniable—Aria was the true Luna, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. The elders had declared it, the Circle had witnessed it, and the pack had begun to whisper her name with reverence.But even as Kaelen held his people steady, as he stood taller and prouder with Aria’s presence near him, there was a shadow moving in the dark. Selene.Dragged from the Moonstone Circle by warriors who had once bowed to her, she had been confined to her quarters, watched carefully, her every movement monitored. But Selene was clever. More than clever—she was desperate. And desperation could make even the weakest wolf dangerous.She had seen her carefully built facade crumble in front of everyone. The whispers of the pack already reached her ears from beyond the guarded walls: false Luna, witch-born liar, not chosen. Their faith in her had cracked, and with it, the life she ha

The morning after Aria vanished again, Kaelen stood on the eastern ridge overlooking his lands. The sun was climbing slowly, golden light spilling across the mist-wrapped forests, yet all he saw was the hollow ache of her absence. His wolf paced restlessly beneath his skin, snapping and snarling in frustration. Every scent on the wind reminded him of her — the wild sweetness of pine and moonflower that lingered like a ghost in his senses.“She’s gone,” he muttered under his breath, his voice roughened by sleepless nights. “Again.”She’s not gone, his wolf growled. She’s hiding. She doesn’t trust you — and you’ve given her reason not to.Kaelen clenched his fists, anger biting deep into his chest. He couldn’t argue. He had doubted her, let Selene’s lies cloud his judgment until the truth had nearly slipped through his fingers. But not this time. Not again.The memory of the last night replayed over and over — Aria standing in the shadows, her eyes filled with stormlight and heartbreak,