Semua Bab Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By His Alpha Uncle : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Back in the Night Villa….The sound of a shattered goblet echoed off the marble walls of the great hall. A thick silence followed.Ryker stood at the center of the chaos, eyes blazing, chest heaving. Servants and guards scattered like leaves before a storm. No one dared speak. No one dared breathe.“She’s gone?!” Ryker roared. “HOW?!”Chase stepped forward slowly. “We don’t know how yet, Alpha. But we’re searching…”“Not good enough!” Ryker thundered, slamming his fist against the long table. Wood cracked under the force. “She was in chains! LOCKED beneath stone and steel! Who let her out?! Who was on duty?!”The guards at the perimeter bowed, trembling. One dared to speak. “S-She vanished from the dungeon. The locks were broken. No scent trail. No sounds. It was like… like she just disappeared.”“Vanished?!” Ryker repeated with a bitter laugh, his voice curling into something dark. “No one VANISHES from my dungeon! Not without help!”His eyes flicked around the room—wild, furious, ca

Jenna’s breath hitched as their eyes locked.The man sitting beside her exuded raw power, power that didn’t need to be announced. It hummed around him like a violent storm waiting to break. His presence was suffocating, his gaze unapologetic as he studied her like a predator does prey it’s already claimed.Her body betrayed her.Despite the fear, the pains in her ribs and the mark of chains on her skin, her wolf, Lexa, was drawn to him. Howling. Needy. And it sickened her. After everything she’d been through… how dare her wolf respond like this?She yanked the blanket higher over her chest, her arms trembling.“Stay away from me,” she whispered, voice hoarse and cracking.He didn’t flinch.Kaelion’s silver eyes remained fixed on her, glowing faintly in the soft light that filtered through the drawn curtains. The smirk from before faded. His expression hardened—not into anger, but into something far more dangerous.Conviction.“I dragged you out of the woods last night,” he said, his t

The storm outside was unrelenting. Rain thrashed against the high-arched windows casting shadows that danced violently across the towering bookshelves of the Alpha King’s private study.Kaelion Vexmoor stood alone, one hand braced against the edge of his massive desk, his broad shoulders rising and falling with every shallow breath.His chest ached.Not from injury.But from the curse.He could feel it again—writhing beneath his skin like molten fire, twisting into his lungs and curling fingers around his heart. Every time he thought it had calmed, it surged back, fiercer than before.The pain came in waves now.Stronger.Faster.Like time was counting down.He didn’t flinch. He didn’t cry out. But the tremor in his jaw betrayed him, as did the way he squeezed his eyes shut to trap the growl in his throat.Then came the voice, low, calm, irritatingly timely.“You’re burning again, aren’t you?”Dorian. His Beta. Always watching. Always ten steps behind and yet never out of reach.Kaeli

The next morning was unusually quiet.Jenna stood by the wide arched window of her chambers, the sky painted in soft hues of pale gold and misty blue. The courtyard below bustled faintly with movement—servants sweeping, warriors training but none of it touched her. She stood there, arms wrapped around herself, feeling like an ornament trapped in someone else’s glass castle.A soft knock pulled her from her thoughts.She turned just as the door creaked open and a bright-eyed girl with russet curls popped her head in with cheeks flushed pink and eyes so wide with excitement it made Jenna blink.“Um—hello?” the girl chirped. “Are you… Jenna? I mean—Luna Jenna?”Jenna blinked. “Yes but not your Luna”The girl beamed and stepped in, holding a folded apron in her hands. The girl curtsied with a little flourish. “My name’s Maren. His Majesty assigned me as your personal maid if that’s alright with you, of course.” She paused, her amber eyes hopeful. “I know I’m a bit… young-looking. But I pr

Jenna placed her hands on her hips, staring up at the towering wall before her. At that moment, she envied every creature gifted with the ability to fly. Her gaze drifted to the side, and she sprinted a few meters behind a wide house, seeking cover as she prepared her escape.The rain continued to pour down relentlessly, soaking her to the bone. It did nothing to help her situation, but she had no control over that. She rolled her shoulders, pushed up the sleeves of her soaked gray dress, and stood before the tall wooden fence with steely determination.It was probably twice her height. Still, with the right skill, she believed she could scale it.Then reality hit.She wasn’t skilled. She was the opposite—utterly lazy.Regardless, Jenna planted her hands against the slick, brown wood and dug her nails in, trying to pull herself up. A sharp sting shot through her finger as a splinter buried itself in her skin. She cursed under her breath and considered shifting to tear through the damn