Todos los capítulos de THE PRINCESS THE ALPHA REJECTED: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Adrian’s POVI knew I was too early the moment I stopped at the edge of the path.Clara’s house sat quiet beneath the afternoon light, the windows open just enough to let in the breeze. There was no sign of urgency inside, no movement that suggested I had disrupted anything important. Still, I didn’t step forward immediately. I stood there for a moment longer than necessary, grounding myself, reminding my instincts that this was not a battlefield and not a negotiation.This was a visit.And the difference mattered.When I finally knocked, I did so deliberately, with the same care I would use before entering a council chamber. Not because I feared refusal, but because I respected what was being offered to me. Permission was not something to rush.Clara answered, and the brief exchange that followed told me more than a formal welcome ever could. She studied me carefully, weighing intention rather than title, and when she stepped aside to let me in, I felt the quiet acceptance settle int

Ariana’s POVI felt my father’s presence before I read his words.There was something about the letter that carried weight even before I broke the seal, as if the parchment itself remembered his hands, his discipline, the quiet authority that had shaped my entire childhood. I sat on the edge of my bed with the window open, the evening air drifting in gently, and held the letter for a long moment before opening it.I wasn’t afraid of what it would say.I was afraid of how deep it would reach.My father never wrote unnecessarily. Every word he chose was deliberate, measured, and anchored in purpose. As I read, his voice formed naturally in my mind—not loud, not commanding, but steady and calm. He spoke of the royal pack, of how it continued to function with its usual precision, of council meetings and training grounds and borders that remained secure.And then, without ceremony, he spoke of my mother.I swallowed hard.He wrote of how she lingered in the eastern garden longer than befor

Ariana’s POVTwo months passed faster than I expected. The season shifted quietly, and with it the mood of the school. What had once been loud and restless now felt focused and tense. Exams were approaching, and everyone seemed to carry that knowledge in their shoulders and in the way they walked through the corridors. Conversations were shorter. Laughter was less frequent. Even the usual troublemakers had started showing up to classes early.Leah took the upcoming exams more seriously than anyone I knew. She created a strict study routine and insisted that Ethan and I follow it without argument. Every afternoon we claimed the same corner of the library, spreading our books across the table until it looked like we were preparing for something far greater than school tests. Ethan complained constantly but still showed up. He would grumble about how unfair the system was while quietly copying notes and asking questions when he thought we weren’t paying attention.Those afternoons became

Ariana’s POVThe final exam ended quietly, but the meaning behind it was anything but quiet.When the instructor announced that time was up, the room shifted with a kind of relief that only comes after something long and exhausting is finally over. Papers were handed in, chairs moved, and conversations slowly started to rise again as people stepped out into the hallway.For most of them, this was the end of high school.For me, it was more than that.It was the end of the life I had built here.I walked out of the hall at my own pace, letting the noise of others pass around me without really listening. Some students were already celebrating, talking about their next steps, their plans, their future. Others looked uncertain, like they were not sure what came next.I understood that feeling more than I wanted to admit.Because while they were thinking about what they would do next, I already knew what I had to do.I was going home.Not because I wanted to leave.But because this was alw

Ariana’s POVThe gates opened before I reached them.The guards had already seen me from a distance, and by the time I stepped onto the stone path leading into the royal grounds, they were standing in full attention. Their posture was formal, precise, and familiar in a way I hadn’t felt in months.“Princess,” one of them said, lowering his head.I acknowledged him with a small nod and continued walking.Everything looked exactly the same as I remembered. The high walls, the wide paths, the quiet order that defined this place—it hadn’t changed. The royal pack still carried itself with the same calm strength, untouched by the kind of noise and unpredictability I had grown used to.But as I walked further in, I became aware of something else.Eyes.People had already noticed.Servants paused in their movements. Guards along the corridor straightened more sharply. Even those who tried not to stare couldn’t fully hide their curiosity. News traveled quickly here, and my return had already r