All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rejected Mate Reborn: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Sophia's POVThe war council room hadn't changed since the last time we'd filled it with bad news, but it felt different tonight. Heavier, maybe. Or maybe it was just that the last time we'd sat around this table, the threat had a face we already knew how to read. Lila was something else entirely. She moved quietly, she planned in layers, and she never tipped her hand until she was ready to collect.Every senior member of both packs was present. The Ironclad wolves took the left side of the long table and the Embermoon wolves took the right, not out of division but out of habit, the kind that came from years of operating separately before the alliance. Killian's seat was still empty since that bridge hadn't been built yet, but everyone who mattered was in the room. Ranked warriors, senior betas, the heads of patrol. The air carried that particular stillness that settled over a group of wolves when the conversation was serious enough that even the most restless among them remembered ho

Violet's POVThe coven library smelled like old paper and something underneath it that had no clean description, the particular weight of magic that had been stored in a space long enough to soak into the walls. I had spent enough time in rooms like this growing up that the smell was more familiar than comforting, the way the scent of a place you were raised in could carry both warmth and complicated history at the same time. I pulled the third stack of texts I'd requested and set them on the table beside the two I hadn't finished yet, rolled my shoulders once, and got back to work.It had been two days since the war council. Two days since the messenger collapsed on our floor and Ethan laid out the full picture of what Marcus and Lila were building together. The pack was moving, patrols doubled, resources being rerouted, alternate supply lines being negotiated in quiet conversations with allied contacts who didn't ask too many questions. Everyone had their assignment. Mine was this r

Ethan's POVThe call came in at four in the morning, and the way the patrol leader's voice sounded on the other end of the line was enough to tell me everything before the words did. There was a specific quality to the voice of a wolf who had seen something they couldn't unfold in their mind, something that sat outside the range of what even years of pack life prepared you for, and that quality was present in every syllable before he'd finished his first sentence.Border village. Thornfield settlement. Fire.I was dressed and out the door before Sophia was fully awake, and I had Max with me by the time I reached the vehicle, because Max had heard the same thing I had through the pack bond, that low urgent frequency that moved between ranked members when something was genuinely wrong rather than just difficult. We drove without talking much. The sky was still fully dark and the road to the eastern border cut through dense tree cover that blocked what little moonlight there was, and the

Violet's POVThe hardest part was the waiting.I had positioned myself near the far display table with a clear sightline across the full length of the room, close enough to the eastern corridor that I could move fast if I needed to, far enough from Lila that I wasn't in her peripheral awareness. I had a glass of water I wasn't drinking and an expression I'd been carefully maintaining for the past forty minutes and a clock running in the back of my head that I couldn't turn off no matter how many times I told myself to stop counting.Lila had taken the glass from Sophia at seven fifty-two. I knew because I'd watched it happen with the particular focus of someone who had spent two days preparing for a single moment and needed to be certain it had actually occurred. The lift of the glass, the drink, the easy social smile Lila wore while she swallowed, none of it looking like anything other than a woman enjoying champagne at a lovely event. She hadn't hesitated. Hadn't paused. Had taken i

Ethan's POVThe attack came at midnight.Not at the border, not at a supply point, not through a messenger or a carefully placed act of sabotage designed to look like something else. It came straight through the eastern tree line toward the pack house itself, forty wolves moving in coordinated formation with the kind of disciplined aggression that didn't come from anger alone but from planning, from someone who had spent time thinking about exactly how to hit a target that had been preparing for a hit.I was already awake. I hadn't slept properly since Thornfield and I wasn't going to tonight either, not with Lila in holding and the news of her capture having gone out through channels I couldn't fully control. I'd known Marcus would hear it. I knew it would land hard. What I hadn't fully accounted for was how fast he'd move, the hours between Lila going down and Marcus deciding that patience was finished.The pack bond lit up all at once, every ranked wolf on the eastern perimeter reg