Todos los capítulos de His Rejected Mate's Secret : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The rain hasn’t stopped for hours.It drums against my hood, slides down my face, seeps through the old cloak clinging to my body. My boots sink into the mud with every step, but I keep walking because stopping means thinking, and thinking hurts more than the cold.Two years.Two years since I walked away from Bloodstone territory with nothing but a shattered bond and two heartbeats that weren’t my own.Now I’m back.A flash of lightning tears across the sky, lighting up the border gates of Bloodstone Pack. Iron, stone, and the heavy scent of dominance in the air. Even from here, I can smell him, that sharp mix of smoke and pine that used to make my heart race.Delph.The name alone sends something through me, a memory that tightens my chest. My wolf, Mira, stirs uneasily inside me, whining. He’ll know we’re here.“I know,” I whisper. My voice cracks. “We don’t have a choice.”The twins shift in my arms, cocooned against my chest. Their tiny breaths fog against my damp clothes. I pull

(Afnan’s POV)The last time I stood in this hall, I left it broken.Tonight, I walk through its doors again drenched, exhausted, and clutching the only two reasons I ever found the strength to survive.The great hall of the Bloodstone Pack hasn’t changed.Massive pillars of black marble rise like sentinels, the floor polished until it mirrors your reflection and your shame.Dozens of wolves fill the space, their whispers scraping against my ears.“Is that her?”“The rejected one…”“She came back with pups…”I don’t see their eyes. I’ve learned that in a world ruled by predators, eye contact is an invitation to bleed.The twins stir again in my arms, their small fingers curling around the fabric of my cloak. I lower my head and whisper, “Shh, moonlings… we’ll be fine.”Will we?Delph walks ahead of me tall, commanding, impossible to ignore. The crowd parts for him without a word. They always have.The same man who once turned from me now leads me through a room full of judgment, and al

(Delph’s POV)Sleep refuses to come.The halls of Bloodstone are quiet, but my head isn’t. Every sound, the drip of water from the roof, the low hum of the guards outside feels like it’s echoing her heartbeat.I’ve faced wars, hunted rogues through blizzards, survived blades meant for my throat.None of it ever felt this dangerous.She’s in the east wing, in the room that used to face the garden she loved.I told myself it was for her safety, but the truth is simpler.I needed her close.Draven, my wolf, paces inside me, restless.You smell them, he growls. Ours.I pinch the bridge of my nose. We don’t know that yet.We do.The truth burns in my chest. Those eyes, the boy’s quiet defiance, the girl’s curiosity mirrors mine. I’d seen enough of my own reflection to know when fate was mocking me.A knock cuts through the silence.“Enter,” I commanded.Corin steps in, rain dripping from his cloak. My Beta looks uneasy, which is never good.“The Council requests a private audience at dawn,

(Delph’s POV)By the time I reached my study, the torches have burned low.The storm has passed outside, but the air in this room still smells like thunder.Corin waits by the window, his shoulders tense.“I heard what happened in the Council chamber,” he says quietly. “They overstepped.”“They tested me,” I correct, pouring water into a glass and watching it tremble in my hand. “They wanted to see if I’d choose them or her.”“And?”I look up. “I chose my pack.”It’s not a lie. It’s just not the full truth.He studies me for a long moment. “You realize protecting her makes you look weak in their eyes.”“Then let them look,” I snapped. “The moment I bend to their will, I’m nothing but their puppet.”Corin exhales, rubbing a hand over his jaw. “The elders won’t stop. They’re already calling for another vote to limit your authority. Serena’s whispering poison in their ears.”Of course she is.Serena thrives on chaos; it’s the only time she feels powerful.“Let her whisper,” I say. “She f

(Delph’s POV)Dawn bleeds through the curtains like a wound that won’t close.I’ve been awake all night, staring at the map on my desk but seeing only her face in the firelight.Afnan.The name alone feels dangerous.When the knock comes, I already know it isn’t good news.Corin enters without waiting for permission; his scent carries tension.“They’re waiting in the council hall,” he says. “They called an emergency session. No guards, no audience.”Of course they did. Wolves never bare their teeth in front of witnesses.“Let’s not keep them waiting,” I mutter, pulling on my jacket.The council chamber smells of cold stone and silver ink. Six elders sit in their crescent, robes crisp, expressions carved from arrogance. Serena stands behind them like a golden blade.Elder Varr speaks first. “Alpha Delph. We’ll speak plainly. Your decisions place Bloodstone in jeopardy.”I take the center seat. “Jeopardy from what? A woman under protection?”“From weakness,” Varr replies. “From distract