All Chapters of Rejected By The Alpha, Crowned The Rogue Queen : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SIERRA’S POVThe forest did not feel the same once night settled in. It was quieter than it should have been even though the wind moved carefully, whispering through branches rather than stirring them. My wolf paced beneath my skin, restless and alert, every instinct telling me that we were being watched.We had been tracking signs of movement for hours, stepping over broken twigs and scuffed earth. The faint, stale scent of rogue wolves lingering in places it did not belong.Isaak moved ahead of me, quiet despite his size. He had insisted on taking point, his reasoning simple and impossible to argue with.“If something is out here,” he had said, “it will reach me first.”I had not liked it, but I had allowed it.We did not speak much as we walked. There was no need. The forest demanded focus, and Isaak had that in abundance. He was all sharp awareness and coiled restraint, every sense stretched outward. Watching him like this stirred something deep in my chest. This was him as he had

SIERRA’S POVI drifted in and out of consciousness to the steady rhythm of a heartbeat that was not my own.Strong arms held me close, my cheek pressed against a broad chest that rose and fell with controlled breaths. Every step jarred my side, pain blooming sharply, but the arms tightened each time it happened, like he was trying to absorb it for me.“Easy,” Isaak murmured. “I’ve got you.”The edge in his tone anchored me more than the words themselves. I tried to answer but my throat felt swollen and raw, so I curled my fingers into the fabric of his shirt instead. His grip tightened instantly.“I’m here,” he said again, lower now.The world shifted as he adjusted his hold, tucking me closer against him, shielding me with his body. My head rested beneath his chin, his scent surrounding me. It made my chest ache worse than the wound.Every now and then, I felt his pace falter, his breathing hitch, like he was fighting something inside himself, but he never stopped, never set me down,

SIERRA’S POVFor half a breath, no one moved.The rift still hissed overhead, shadows curling at its edges like smoke refusing to fade. The air felt wrong, too heavy, like the mountain itself was holding its breath. My heart pounded so hard it drowned out the sound of the torches flickering wildly along the walls.My brother stood where the Moonlight should have crowned me.Boots planted on sacred stone. Dark clothing untouched by ash or blood. Crimson eyes sweeping the hall slowly, deliberately, as if he were taking inventory of everything that belonged to him now.Including me.The guards reacted next.Steel rang sharp and loud as weapons were drawn. Wolves surged forward from every side, instincts screaming threat. I felt Isaak shift beside me, his body angling slightly in front of mine, power rolling off him in a warning wave that rattled the torches and made several guards hesitate mid-step.Aurelian sighed.It was a soft sound, almost bored, as if this were an inconvenience rathe

SIERRA’S POVI lay awake long after Isaak’s breathing evened out beside me, staring at the faint cracks in the stone ceiling as the night dragged on. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw crimson.Aurelian’s eyes.I slipped from the bed as the sky outside the narrow window began to pale. Isaak shifted once, his brow creasing like he sensed my absence even in sleep, but he did not wake. I dressed quickly, pulling on dark clothes and tying my hair back. The corridors were quiet, the pack still wrapped in early morning rest.My feet carried me through the eastern wing, down a narrow stairwell rarely used anymore, toward the old training courtyard carved directly into the mountain. It was a place abandoned since Moonbane expanded. Stone walls. Open sky. Cold air that bit into my skin and cleared my head just enough to keep me steady.Aurelian was already there, standing near the edge of the courtyard, hands clasped behind his back, face tilted up toward the fading stars like he belonged there

SIERRA’S POVNyx kept screaming until her voice gave out. Her small hands clawed at my arms like she was afraid I would disappear if she let go. Zephyr was awake too, eyes glowing faintly in the dim room, his body rigid with fear but silent in the way he always got when something overwhelmed him.“It’s alright,” I whispered, pulling Nyx into my chest. “You’re safe. I’m here.”Isaak was already at Zephyr’s side, crouched low, his hand hovering like he did not know whether to touch or pull away. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the muscle jump beneath his skin.“What did he say?” Isaak asked Nyx, voice controlled but strained.Nyx shook her head. “I don’t know. It was dark. And cold. And there were symbols everywhere.”That was when Maera stepped forward.She had appeared quietly in the doorway moments earlier, drawn by the screaming. Now she moved closer, her sharp eyes scanning the twins with an intensity that made my stomach knot.“May I?” she asked softly, gesturing towar