All Chapters of Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By His Alpha Uncle : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The woman’s expression was perfectly poised, like a serpent with pearls. She extended her gloved hand slightly, not to Jenna, but in a sweeping gesture that commanded attention.“Oh, where are my manners?” she said, her voice smooth and full of condescension. “I’m Kaelion’s stepmother.”Jenna blinked, her polite smile faltering.“This is my daughter, Cassia,” the woman said, gesturing to the icy blonde standing beside her, who barely nodded. “And this,” she continued, resting a gloved hand on the shoulder of a tall, broad man with sharp cheekbones and smug arrogance etched across his face, “is Prince Lorian—Kaelion’s younger brother and next in line to be Alpha when Kaelion…” She trailed off, smile thinning. “…well. Never mind.”Jenna’s chest tightened, her breath catching for a moment. When he died, the woman had almost said. She swallowed hard.No wonder Kaelion never mentioned them, she thought bitterly.Jenna forced a smile. “It’s…nice to meet you all.”Cassia tilted her head and

The grand hall buzzed with tension as Alpha Kaelion returned, his hand firm around Jenna’s waist. He guided her back in, but her eyes didn’t lift from the marble floor. The laughter, the champagne, and music flicker—it all felt wrong now out of place.“Go ahead,” Kaelion said gently, leaning down to whisper against her temple. “Have fun. Enjoy the gathering.”Jenna shook her head, voice tight. “I’m not interested anymore.”Gasps rose from the stunned guests. The music screeched to a halt. Conversations died mid-word.A scoff sliced through the air like a knife. “Oh, please,” his stepmother—Lady Virella sneered from a corner, glass of wine in hand.Jenna didn’t spare her a glance. “I said I’m not interested anymore,” she repeated, her voice stronger this time, though trembling. “Can we please just go?”Kaelion’s jaw clenched. He turned to the crowd of startled nobles and guests and declared, “My wife is not interested anymore. So nobody’s going to have a party.”Gasps rippled through t

Jenna lay on her side, her back to Alpha Kaelion, eyes fixed on the far wall while her mind spun faster than she could control. Her heart thumped hard with every breath. She had offered herself to him, to help break his curse. But now? Lying this close to him? Hearing him breathe behind her?It was too much.The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with an intoxicating blend of herbs and tension. Jenna lay back cautiously on the soft velvet cushions, her gaze flickering to Alpha Kaelion who stood at the edge of the bed, eyes glinting like gold beneath shadows.“Lie still,” he murmured, voice a slow drawl that slithered over her skin. His tone wasn’t a command—it was a seduction, laced with the dark promise of what was to come.He reached over her, one arm braced beside her head, his chest inches above hers. The proximity made Jenna’s breath hitch, her heart stammering against her ribcage like it was trying to escape.Her voice came out shakier than she intended. “W-What are you doing?”K

“Kaelion!” Jenna’s voice tore through the room like a whip of panic.She ran to him, heart in her throat, as she found Alpha Kaelion collapsed against the wall. His eyes were wild—stormy silver, glowing with an unearthly light and his body trembled with restrained violence. His shirt was damp with sweat, clinging to every defined muscle, and his breath came in short, ragged gasps.At the sound of her voice, he blinked like he was surfacing from a nightmare. His gaze locked onto her, confused but desperate. “Jenna…” he rasped, then suddenly holding his chest as pain shot through. “You’re here.”In two strides, she was in his arms. He caught her around the waist instinctively, his grip too tight, too desperate. “You really came,” he whispered, like he couldn’t believe she was real.“I’m here,” she said, arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled his face down to hers. Their lips collided, slow at first, and then wild and unrestrained as their desperation melted into heat. The kiss was

The silence of the infirmary was deceptive, a thin veil stretched over the chaos writhing beneath Alpha Ryker’s skin. His breath hitched violently, blood bubbling up his throat and spilling past cracked lips. Every vein in his body pulsed like it was being torn open from the inside. The healers had done all they could, bound his ribs, drained the clots, fed him roots that tasted like iron and rot but nothing could stop the pain unraveling his insides.He was dying. Alone.A rasping choke tore from his chest as he clutched at the blood-soaked sheets. The moon was high outside, but its light mocked him now. He had been the Alpha of the Silvercrest pack—the unshakable, invincible Ryker, feared and revered. Now he was reduced to this: a trembling wreck of a man, coughing up his own life into silence.His hand twitched. Then his eyes snapped open wide.It began as a flicker, like a mirage burned into the backs of his eyes.And then he saw it.Jenna. Naked. Arching beneath another man. Not