All Chapters of Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By His Alpha Uncle : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The drive stretched longer than Jenna expected. Streetlights mixed into one another as the Rolls-Royce cut through the city. She leaned into the glass, her reflection fractured by passing lights, her heartbeat unsteady.Kaelion had been different tonight, less sharp-edged, less domineering. Instead of dragging her, he had guided her. Instead of demanding, he had offered.And that unsettled her more than his dominance ever had.“You’re quiet,” Kaelion’s voice broke the silence. His hand rested lightly on her thigh, thumb brushing small circles that made her skin heat. “What are you thinking?”“That you’ve spent far too much money in less than a week,” she said, though her voice lacked its usual bite.His lips curved. “Money is meaningless. You are not.”The words struck something raw inside her. She looked away quickly, forcing a laugh. “You really know how to trap people with words, don’t you?”“I don’t need words to trap you, Jenna,” he murmured, leaning closer. His breath grazed her

“Move!” Kaelion’s voice boomed through the pack hospital corridor, sharp as a whip. His arms tightened around Jenna’s limp form, his strides fierce and unrelenting.“Right away, Alpha!” nurses scrambled, pushing open double doors as Maren rushed beside him, wringing her hands.“Lady Jenna…please hold on,” Maren whispered, her voice cracking. She hovered so close she nearly tripped over herself, tears shimmering in her eyes.Jenna stirred faintly, her lashes fluttering. The harsh antiseptic scent burned her nose, making her head throb harder. Kaelion lowered her onto the examination bed, his jaw clenched so tightly that the vein in his temple pulsed.The doctor arrived within seconds, her white coat flaring as she adjusted her stethoscope. “What happened?”“She fainted. Twice,” Kaelion snapped, refusing to step back from the bed. His hand never left Jenna’s arm, thumb brushing her skin as though he could anchor her with sheer touch. “Fix it.”The doctor kept her composure, though Kaeli

“Lady Jenna, you won’t believe it!” Maren’s voice bubbled excitedly as she tugged Jenna through the long hallway. “The palace is glowing. The florists won’t rest until every corridor is drowned in lilies and roses. And the cooks, by the goddess, the feasts! The entire palace smells of honey cakes and roasted meats already.”Jenna forced a smile. Her hands skimmed the silk of her gown as she walked, but her eyes were distant. She should have been glowing too, soaking in the joy, the anticipation. Instead, her chest felt tight, her wolf restless.Maren clapped her hands together. “The musicians arrived this morning. Fiddles, drums, even a harp, Alpha Kaelion really thought of everything. The palace has never looked so alive.”Alive. The word stung. Jenna whispered, “It’s beautiful.”And it was…flowers spilling over marble vases, banners hanging in gold and crimson, every servant moving with hushed joy. But for Jenna, the beauty blurred, like a painting seen through tears she refused to s

The Lamborghini purred to a halt before the looming gates of Melton College. Students crowded the iron archway, laughter and chatter spilling into the morning air. When the convoy rolled in, the noise hushed. Every head turned. Jenna’s pulse hammered against her ribs. Her fingers twisted her skirt, but she forced her face into calm perfection, the mask of Aria. “Miss Aria,” the driver said again, glancing back. “We’ve arrived.” Her throat tightened. She nodded once, the motion crisp, regal like Iris whispered in her mind. The door swung open. She stepped out, the sun catching the gloss of her hair, the uniform hugging her figure like it had been stitched for her alone. A ripple went through the crowd. “Is that…?” “Alpha Desmond’s daughter.” “She’s even prettier than the rumors.” “God, look at the car…” Jenna swallowed hard, spine stiff. She’d been stared at before but always with suspicion, envy, and hatred. Here, the eyes were reverent. Hungry. Worshipful. Lex

“Aria, sweetheart!”The door swung open, and the man who was supposed to be her father rushed inside. His suit jacket was half undone, tie loosened, but the joy on his was unmeasured.He pulled her into his arms before she could even react. The hug was crushing, warm, real.“My daughter,” he whispered against her hair. “You’re finally back.”Jenna froze for a second, stiff in his hold, her eyes darting to the desk where the sealed letter still sat. She forced herself to blink, mask sliding into place, and slipped her arms carefully around him.“Papa,” she murmured, the word foreign on her tongue but smooth enough to pass.His grip tightened. “You don’t know what this means to me. To have you here, walking through that door like you belong. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.”Her chest ached. For a moment, she let herself sink into the warmth of that embrace. In her old life, her father’s arms had never been like this, not protective, not proud. Only cold commands and colder punishments