Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By His Alpha Uncle : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The kiss in Kaelion’s study was nothing like the tentative ones of before. It was fire—hot, greedy, consuming. Jenna’s hands trembled against the hard plane of his chest, not from fear, but from the overwhelming weight of his presence. The Alpha King didn’t kiss like a man searching for answers. He kissed like he was claiming the truth from her lips, like he could devour every lie, every hesitation, and leave her bare beneath his gaze. Her body pressed back against the edge of his desk as his fingers curled into the sheer fabric of her nightwear, the delicate material doing nothing to hide the curves beneath. “You’re hiding something from me,” he murmured against her lips, his voice low, dangerous, laced with the kind of authority that made her heartbeat stutter. “And I’m going to find out what it is.” Before she could respond, his mouth captured hers again, deeper this time. His hands moved with rough certainty—one gripping her jaw, tilting her head to take more of him, the

The convoy rolled out of Kaelion’s estate under the pale morning sun, the sleek black Rolls-Royce in front catching every curious stare from passersby. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken words.The car ride was quiet.Too quiet.Jenna sat beside Maren in the backseat of the Rolls-Royce, the hum of the engine the only sound. Alpha Kaelion was in the front passenger seat, gaze fixed on the road ahead, his profile sharp and unreadable. Not a single word had passed between them since they left the pack grounds.Her fingers twisted in her lap. Maren kept glancing at her but didn’t speak either, like she could feel the tension pressing against the glass.Jenna hated silence when it felt like this—tight, like a bowstring ready to snap.She adjusted the strap of her bag. “We’ll… be at the school in an hour?” she asked, more to break the quiet than anything else.Kaelion’s eyes slid to her. “Forty minutes.”That was all. No smile, no softness. Just the kind of voice that told her he was b

The hallway outside his office felt too long. Every step Jenna took echoed against the tiled floor, her stomach twisting with a mix of dread and anger. She clenched her fists, whispering to herself.Don’t let him see you flinch. Don’t give him that satisfaction.But her palms were clammy.The door loomed ahead, half-open as if it had been waiting for her. She inhaled sharply before knocking.“Come in,” his deep voice commanded.Jenna pushed the door open and slipped inside. The office was drenched in power—dark wood shelves lined with books, the sharp scent of leather, and him standing there, broad shoulders squared, gaze locked on her.Alpha Ryker.He didn’t sit behind the desk. No, he leaned casually against it, as if he owned not just the office but her, too.“Close the door,” he said.Her jaw tightened, but she obeyed, shutting them into silence.“Come here,” he ordered, his voice smooth but heavy, carrying that dangerous authority she knew too well.Jenna’s spine stiffened. “No.

Nina had tried for seven nights.Seven humiliating nights of silk dresses, scented oils, and slow touches. All she wanted was a way to make him get pregnant since that was her only option for survival.And every time, Ryker had shut her down. He never shouted. He didn’t even bother to look disgusted. He just turned away, his broad shoulders vanishing into shadows, and every part of his body screamed the same thing: he wanted Jenna, not her.“Ryker…” Nina’s voice slipped into a whisper, sultry and low, as she leaned against the edge of his desk. Her silk nightdress clung to her curves, the neckline plunging scandalously. “You’ve worked too much today. Let me take your mind off things.”Ryker didn’t even look up. His broad shoulders remained hunched over documents, his jaw tight, his eyes unreadable as he signed one paper after another. “Go to bed, Nina.”Her lips parted, stunned at the blunt dismissal. “Go to bed?” she repeated with a bitter laugh. “I’m your fiancée, Ryker. Or have yo

“Jenna—”Ryker’s grip on her arm tightened when the glow spread across her skin, his name still showed faintly. She froze, her pulse thundering in her ears. His eyes were sharp, stormy, desperate, widened as if the entire world had just tilted beneath his feet.Before he could utter another word, a voice cut in.“Jenna?”Her heart stopped.Drake.She turned, breath caught in her throat. It had been weeks since she’d spoken to him since she begged him not to say a word about… about that night. About what had happened between them. About the secret she swore had to stay buried, especially from the Alpha King.Ryker turned slowly, his presence radiating danger. “Who the hell are you?”Jenna’s chest tightened. “Drake….don’t…” she started, but Drake stepped forward anyway, his smile tight and mocking.“Just a classmate. Surprised to see you here, Alpha.”The way he said Alpha carried a weight, an edge Jenna didn’t miss. Ryker narrowed his eyes, clearly sensing something deeper, but before