Rejected By The Alpha, Claimed By His Uncle의 모든 챕터: 챕터 151 - 챕터 160

Faels PovI should have stayed.That was what an Alpha would have done.That was what a man with something left to protect would have chosen.But I wasn’t that man anymore.. Not after everything that had happened to me so the moment Blake’s gaze shifted.. just slightly, just enough.. I saw it.A crack, a direction and a secret.The others were too distracted to notice but I did.. I saw her standing there, that witch.. and without thinking, without permission, without care for what it might cost…I moved. Slipping out of the chaos behind me, leaving war and fate to unfold without me for the first time in my life.Because none of it mattered anymore, not the throne, not the pack, not the war, not even survival.Not anymore.Only one thing remained.. Why?.I needed to know why?The forest swallowed me whole as I followed the faint trace left behind, my senses sharp despite the exhaustion clawing at my bones until finally… I saw her.Liora.Walking ahead, her steps steady, unhurried, a

Darius PovI saw it in her eyes.The hesitation.The breaking.The impossible weight crushing her from the inside out.Seraphine was strong.. Stronger than anyone I had ever known.But this.. This was not a battle of strength.This was cruelty.And I knew… She would never be able to do it.Her hand trembled as she held the dagger, her entire body shaking, her steps unsteady as she moved towards us like she was walking to her own execution.Tears streamed endlessly down her face.“I’m sorry…” she whispered.The sound nearly shattered me.Not because of what she was about to do.. not because I knew she was planning something else that would end up breaking Aurelian and I but because of what it was doing to her.She was going to sacrifice herself instead.. she was planning to end herself instead of choose..I could see it and all I could say was.. Enough.I couldn’t let this continue.I wouldn’t let him destroy her like this.Our eyes met one last time.And in that moment.. Everything w

Seraphine’s Pov‘Stop fighting me Seraphine.. LET ME OUT!’Everything hurt… Everywhere hurt.. Not just my body, not just my heart.. My soul.It felt like it was being torn apart from the inside, like something too big, too violent, too ancient was clawing its way through me, demanding to be seen… demanding to be unleashed.Darius was gone.I could still feel his blood on my hands, I could still feel the warmth of him fading beneath my touch.I could Still hear his voice..‘I choose you… always and forever…’A sound tore from my throat.It was not a sob, it was not a cry either.It sounded like gravel sharpening gravel or should I say something deeper, something broken and something monstrous.‘Seraphine do not make me force myself out.. I want his head!’The air around me began trembling violently as I lifted my head, my vision blurring with tears and something far darker.“I said…”My voice cracked then twisted as well as deepened into something that did not belong to me.. Selene was

Seraphine PovMy scream and pleas still echoed in my ears.It hadn’t stopped.Even in the silence that followed, even as my body trembled over Darius’s lifeless form, it felt like that sound had carved itself into my soul, he was gone.He was..“Mama…” his voice was soft and tiny as though he was trying to be careful.Slowly, I lifted my head despite the fact whereby my tears were blurring my vision as I turned.Aurelian.He stood a few steps away, his little hands clenched, his eyes wide, not just with fear… but with something else.Something certain.He walked towards me quietly, as if afraid I might break if he moved too fast.“I can help him,” he said.“What…?” My voice was barely there, as it was still fragile and shaking. “Aurelian…”“I can heal him,” he continued, kneeling beside Darius. His small hand hovered over the wound but didn’t touch yet.“How.. my little wolf please do not joke about things like this” “You didn’t know… only Uncle Kade knows.”My heart clenched at the

Seraphine povThe fortress of Clawfrost was no longer roaring with battle but it wasn’t quiet either.If you thought fear had a smell then imagine what grief looked like..Grief had a sound of its own.And right now it was low murmurs, heavy yet purposeful footsteps and the distant crackle of torches burning through what was left of a war that could have been avoided if everyone wasn’t so hotheaded.Yet I stood in the center of it all and yet somehow apart from it.Darius was alive and I could now feel it clearly, our bond was steady and warm, no longer slipping through my fingers like it had moments ago on that battlefield. And yet, even with that miracle… something inside me refused to rest because not everything had come back because some things never would.Across the courtyard, Darius moved like nothing had ever broken him. His voice carried with authority as he issued orders, directing warriors with calm precision.“Search the lower grounds again,” he said. “No one gets left b