All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rejected Mate Reborn: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Sophia's POV Lunch turned into a political trap zone. Alphas grouped up. Talking. Arguing. Making short-term deals that'd fall apart by the next gathering. I stuck with Ethan. Max. Violet acting like my helper. Safe around known folks. Around people who wouldn't backstab. For real or in words. "You dealt with Chen good," Ethan said low. "And Marcus's land push. Real strong." "Felt like balancing on a wire. One bad word and the whole Alliance might've flipped on me." "But it didn't happen. You nailed the balance just right. Guarded without attacking. Held strong without digging in. That's real leading." "That's tiring." He grinned. "Get used to Alpha life. It's tiring all the time." Violet came over. Seemed laid-back. Like a bored aide fetching eats for the chief. But her tone was pressing when she

Ethan's POVWatching Sophia take charge of a whole room full of Alphas was something else.She stood at that old table, back straight, chin high, and shut down Marcus’s stupid challenge with the kind of clever thinking that would’ve made her father cry from pride. When she named me as her champion and flipped his whole trap into his own embarrassment, I wanted to kiss her right there in front of everybody.But I just stood next to her instead. Let my being there back up every word she said. Let every Alpha in that amphitheater know Sophia Evergreen wasn’t alone, wasn’t unsupported, and sure as hell wasn’t weak.Marcus pulled his challenge, face burning red, and I caught the looks from the other Alphas. Respect. Admiration. A little fear too. Good. They should be scared of her. Should see what I’d known all along. That Sophia was headed for greatness. That she’d become the kind of Alpha people write stories about.The morning session kept going after that—talks about trade routes, bord

Sophia's POVTwo o'clock hit right on the nose, just like the vision had shown.One second the amphitheater was buzzing with the usual Alliance stuff—Alphas arguing over trade routes and who owned what stretch of land. The next, the air turned icy cold, so sharp I could see my breath puffing out. Every supernatural in the place felt it hit at once. This heavy, crushing wave of magic slamming down like a wall.Thaddeus froze mid-sentence. His hand flew to his chest, face going ghostly pale. The other Alphas went rigid, heads whipping around, hunting for whatever invisible threat they could all sense but couldn’t pin down.Then the doors just… vanished.Not blown apart. Not smashed. They dissolved into dust, into thin air, clearing the way for the woman standing in the archway.Lila.She looked exactly how I remembered her. That eerie, otherworldly beauty. Long black hair cascading down her back. Those violet eyes lit up with raw power. Wrapped in dark robes that seemed to swallow the l

Sophia's POVTime dragged to a halt as I drew out the Seer stone. My hands stayed firm even with the madness breaking loose all around. Even with the yells. Even with spells zipping every which way. Even with every instinct screaming to bolt, to duck, to make it out alive no matter what.But I wasn't bolting. Not now. Not from here on out.I shut my eyes. Shoved energy into the stone. Felt it heat up in my hand. Felt it link to something deeper. Something past regular vision. Past regular grasp.The world changed. Hues got vivid. Noises got crisp. And I could spot the magic right there. Spot the streams. The flows. The ties that regular eyes missed.Spotted Lila smack in the middle of it. Ringed by her coven. Guarded by stacks of protective spells. But open too. At risk. Since she was locked on something else. Something huge. Something demanding her full attention.The ritual was already underway.Strands of light reached from her spread hands. Fifteen strands. One per Alpha at the ta

Sophia's POVI was slipping away. I sensed it. Every bit of me was howling. Every nerve lit up like flames. Each heartbeat feebler than the one before.Diving into the ritual had done the trick. Sort of. The siphoning halted. The Alphas weren't being tugged to doom anymore. Dad was drawing breath. Garrett was awake. They were still here.But I was footing the bill. The magic was eating me up now. Chewing through my essence like flames through parched weeds. Minutes remained. Maybe fewer. Maybe just ticks.Still, I'd pulled off what had to happen. I'd rescued them. That ought to count for something.But it didn't. 'Cause the ritual hadn't fully crumbled. Lila was on her feet. Still shining with nabbed energy. Still a threat. Still able to wrap up her scheme if she got a shot.I had to finish her. Had to ensure my give-up actually counted. Had to wipe her out total before I checked out.But I couldn't budge. Couldn't rise. Could hardly pull air. The magic had grabbed too much. Sucked me