All Chapters of Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By The Alpha King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I watched Amelia dress for the council meeting with equal parts pride and concern. Less than twenty-four hours had passed since she'd snapped Lysander's neck in the arena, yet here she was, insisting on returning to royal duties as if yesterday had been nothing more than a minor inconvenience. The bruises from the challenge had already faded to yellow shadows on her skin, but I knew the wolfsbane's poison had taken a toll her body was still recovering from. When I suggested she rest another day, she'd silenced me with a look that reminded me why I'd fallen in love with her in the first place—equal parts stubbornness and strength, wrapped in emerald fire."The kingdom doesn't pause because I'm tired, Lukas," she said, fastening the silver clasp of her formal jacket. "And neither do our enemies."I couldn't argue with that logic, though Ares grumbled his displeasure within me. He had been even more protective since the challenge ended, his instincts still raw from wa

I watched Amelia rise from her throne with regal grace, her spine straight, her chin lifted in that way that still took my breath away after all these months. There was nothing of the servant girl left in her now—only the Queen, the Alpha female, the mate who had fought through poison and treachery to claim what was hers by right. Ares stilled within me, his golden presence shifting from rage to something closer to reverence as we both recognised the transformation taking place. Her eyes had darkened to forest green, Athena's influence evident in the predatory stillness that settled over her as she stepped down from the dais to address the kneeling rogues.I followed, taking my place beside her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin. The wolfsbane might still linger in her system, but it had done nothing to diminish the power that emanated from her in waves. If anything, surviving the poisoning had only reinforced what I'd known since the moment I'd claimed

Athena's frustration mirrored my own, her copper presence restless with the need to take action, to find concrete threats we could face. 'Waste of time,' she growled within my mind. 'Can't get straight answers from broken wolf.'We spent the next hour questioning the rogue from every angle, trying different approaches to break through whatever conditioning held him. We asked about the wolfsbane, about Elder Nora's murder, about Lysander's connection to the Voice. Each line of questioning yielded the same vague, circular responses or complete silence.The only clear information we gleaned was the continued pattern of referring to the Voice as "she" when discussing organisation, recruitment, and planning, and "he" when referring to combat, training, or military aspects.Finally, Lukas straightened, his patience visibly exhausted. "This is getting us nowhere," he said, his voice tight with controlled rage. "We should end him and focus on finding the source."

I had barely reached the palace's ground floor when I heard the whispers. Two guards, heads bent together, voices hushed but not enough: "the King shifted right in the courtyard—tore off running into the forest like hellhounds were after him." The second guard nodded. "Five of the royal guard followed, all shifted. Never seen anything like it." I stopped dead, Athena immediately alert within me, her copper presence surging with concern. Lukas had gone hunting, and in his current state, there was no telling what damage he might do—to the rogues, to himself, to the fragile political balance we'd been maintaining.'Stupid male,' Athena growled within my mind, her frustration mirroring my own. 'Always thinking with teeth, not brain.'I felt her reaching through our bond, copper warmth extending toward the golden presence that was Ares. I could feel him distantly—rage and protective fury burning like a wildfire—before he growled and the connection slammed shut, cutting

I shifted into Ares with a howl of desperation, golden fur erupting across my skin as bones cracked and reformed. Her scent trail was already fading, copper and cinnamon carried away by the night wind. Ares surged forward, his consciousness tangling with mine as we raced after our mate. ‘She left us,’ he snarled within my mind, confusion and rage warring in his thoughts. ‘How dare she leave when we protect.’ I growled back at him, pushing through the undergrowth with punishing speed. This was his fault, our fault, and the realization sat like poison in my veins.‘Shut up,’ I snapped at my wolf as we vaulted over a fallen tree. ‘This is your doing. Our doing.’Ares’s fury bubbled beneath my skin, his golden presence bristling with indignation. ‘Protected mate. Killed threats. Did what Alpha should.’The forest blurred around us, moonlight filtering through the canopy in patches that illuminated our path in fractured silver. I pushed harder, my massive paws digging into the soft earth,