All Chapters of Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By The Alpha King: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The door closed behind Nico and his unconscious burden, leaving the interrogation room in sudden silence. I struggled to maintain my composure, Ares raging within me like a black storm. The temperature around me had dropped so low that frost rimmed the edges of the table, but I barely noticed. All I could focus on was Amelia beside me, her face pale, her emerald eyes haunted by words that had been planted in her mind against her will. Someone had violated my mate, had reached into her thoughts and left poison there, and someone would pay for that with their life. But first, I needed to clear the room of all witnesses to her vulnerability.“You can go, Dominic,” I said, my voice carrying the edge of command that brooked no argument. “We’re done here.”To my surprise, he hesitated. His scarred face remained impassive, but his eyes flickered briefly to Amelia, then back to me. Something like concern, or was it wariness, crossed his features.“Are you sure that’s wise, my Ki

I caught Amelia as she slumped forward, her body suddenly limp against my side. For one terrible moment, I thought she was having another seizure, her eyes had rolled back, her muscles tensing strangely, but she went still almost immediately, her breathing shallow but even.“Amelia?” I said, cradling her face between my hands. “Amelia, can you hear me?” No response, not even a flicker of recognition. My heart hammered against my ribs as Ares surged forward, his golden presence filling me with panic and protective fury. ‘Mate,’ he growled, the word carrying all our shared terror. ‘Help mate.’I checked her pulse at her wrist, steady but too fast, then gently lowered her to the ground, making sure her head was supported. She didn’t respond to touch, to sound, to the sound of her name. Just lay there, unnaturally still, her copper hair spread around her head like a halo against the forest floor.“Guards!” I shouted, the command carrying through the mind link to the tea

The door opened with a soft click at precisely 4am, Elara’s tall figure silhouetted against the hallway light before she slipped inside. She moved with the quiet efficiency that had made her the palace’s head physician for decades, checking Amelia’s vital signs with practiced movements before making notes on her chart. I hadn’t moved from my position beside the bed, eight hours of vigil leaving my muscles stiff and my eyes gritty with exhaustion. Outside the window, the sky had begun to lighten from black to deep blue, the first hint of dawn still hours away. Another night without my mate conscious beside me. Another night of wondering if each breath might be her last.“Any change?” Elara asked, her voice deliberately neutral though I caught the concern in her eyes.I shook my head. “She’s still... gone. But Athena reached me through our bond.”That got her attention. She looked up from her notes, amber eyes sharp with interest. “The Queen’s wolf? What did she say?”

I woke to the feel of a hand on my shoulder, the touch firm but gentle. My neck ached from the awkward angle, head resting on Amelia’s hand, back curved painfully in the chair I’d occupied all night. I lifted my head with a wince, blinking against the harsh light of mid-morning streaming through the windows. Dominic stood over me, his scarred face carefully neutral though I caught the concern in his eyes. Beside him, Nico waited by the door, his posture alert despite the shadows beneath his eyes that matched my own.“Sorry to wake you, my King,” Dominic said quietly. “But we thought you‘d want these updates immediately.”I glanced at the clock on the wall; 9:47am. I’d been asleep for less than two hours, but it felt like I‘d been run over by a truck. Every muscle protested as I straightened, stretching my back to relieve the stiffness. Amelia lay still beside me, her copper hair spread across the pillow, the restraints around her wrists a constant reminder of the threat hang

I clawed my way back to consciousness like a drowning woman fighting for air, the memory of blood and Sera’s whispered threats still echoing in my mind. The first sensation was pain, a dull throb behind my eyes, a rawness in my throat as if I’d been screaming.Light pierced my eyelids, too bright, too harsh after the darkness I’d been swimming in. I tried to raise my hand to shield my face, only to feel resistance, restraints, I realised with a flash of panic before memory returned. Hospital. Safety. Elara had ordered these to protect me. From myself. From the Voice that had nearly turned me into their puppet.“Easy now,” came a soothing voice, Elara, her clinical tone softened by genuine concern. “You’ve been unconscious for nearly fourteen hours, My Queen.”I forced my eyes open fully, blinking against the brightness until her face came into focus, lined with fatigue, amber eyes watchful as she checked the monitor beside my bed. “Sera,” I rasped, my voice barely a whis