All Chapters of Rejected By The Alpha, Claimed By His Uncle: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Seraphine’s POV “Do not let him leave his rooms today,” I told the maid firmly as she finished tying the ribbon at my sleeve. “Not for lessons, not for play, not for anything. And especially not anywhere near the guests.” The maid bowed deeply. “Yes, my Luna.” “And if the Alpha Fael or his beta even dares to ask about Aurelian.. ” “I will say he is out or resting,” she said quickly. “And I will alert the guards as soon as possible.” “Good.” I calmly exhaled. “Be gentle with him.. He had a little headache last night.” “I will, my Luna.” The door closed behind her, leaving me alone in the quiet of my chambers but deep down my heart was not quiet. It was still full of last night.. of Darius, of the warmth of his arms, of the way his eyes had looked at me when I had teased him in the steam-filled bath. I touched my lips without thinking. Ahhh.. Stop it, Seraphine. I quickly straightened my dress, lifted my chin, and stepped into the corridor. The moment I did, the a

Lioras POVShe did.This time there was no hesitation. Her hands rose to my shoulders, gripping as if afraid I’d vanish and her mouth moved against mine with a hunger that had been carefully buried under silence.I broke the kiss abruptly.She looked at me, startled.“Not so eager,” I said coolly. “You don’t get to be in control until I say so.. now kiss me”Nyria didn’t hesitate. She surged forward, her mouth meeting mine with a heat that finally began to melt the icy fury in my veins. This wasn't the kiss of a mere servant, it was the kiss of someone who had been starving for months. Someone I had kept starving because I had Fael and Anton wrapped around my thighs.“Mmmhhh” I moaned out in pleasure as I felt her small hands slide up my back, while her fingers clenched against my damp skin as she pulled me closer, trying to close every inch of space between us.I let out a low sound that sounded a lot like a vibrating hum against her lips. "Better," I whispered, pulling back just

Seraphine’s POVThe doors of the dining hall slammed hard behind me but I didn’t turn.The sound still echoed down the corridor like a gunshot, sharp and final, but it did nothing to stop me as I walked fast… No. I ran.I ran like something was chasing me, ran like the walls themselves were closing in, like the ground beneath my feet was burning and looking for ways to drag me in. My breath felt heavy and loud at the same time like it was coming out of my chest in jagged screams as I shoved past servants, knocked over vases, and sent chairs crashing to the stone floor.I didn’t stop.I screamed.Pain, fury, agony.. all of it burst out of me in raw, broken sounds as I reached my chambers. I slammed the door open and sent the nearest table flying with a sweep of my arm.Glass vases shattered.I used my shoe and swung it towards my mirror and watched as it broke.Something broke inside my chest.“Where is my son?” I screamed, spinning toward the nearest maid who had frozen by the wal

Fael’s POVThe horses stamped impatiently against the ground, their breath mixed with the mist of the cold morning air as the carriage stood ready at the eastern courtyard..I stood beside it, adjusting the clasp of my cloak as I watched Darius men move with purpose. Everything was finally falling into place even though it was happening slowly, and painfully, it was still happening.“When we get back.. We’ll need the eastern wing prepared,” I said to Anton without looking at him. “Closest to the gardens… Quiet… Enough space for a child.”Anton raised a brow. “You’re serious? Don’t tell me you actually trust that man? He hates your guts don’t you think it’s a bit odd that he is handing over the boy so freely.”“I’ve never been more serious,” I replied coldly. “Once we get home, I want a room ready for my son. No delays.. No excuses.”Anton smirked. “Guess Grimfang finally gets its rightful heir.”I didn’t respond yet.Just then, laughter echoed down the steps.The voice was small and

Seraphine’s POV“I guess I’m really back here” I muttered to myself as I stepped out from the carriage.And that’s when it happened.. all the hairs in my body stood at attention and it was as though they were up to a hundred spiders walking on my body..I felt her eyes on me before I allowed myself to look.Liora.The air shifted whenever she was near.. it was thicker, sharper and suffocating like perfume layered over rot. I met her gaze only briefly, just long enough to acknowledge the challenge, then deliberately looked away like she wasn’t worth my time.. cause honestly she wasn’t and I would not give her the satisfaction.Aurelian’s small hand tightened around mine.“This place looks weird and smells weird as well,” he whispered, his nose wrinkling as he surveyed the towering stone walls and flickering torches, then the gates and the windows.I laughed softly, forcing unnecessary lightness into my voice so he wouldn’t notice my unease and how uncomfortable I felt. “Does it?”“Yes