Todos los capítulos de Her Rogue: Alpha Queen's Rejected Mate : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

SERENA POVThe words struck me like a blow. My stomach dropped. Artemis hissed, low and sharp in my mind, sensing the tension, the threat. I could feel the anger coiling inside me, but I knew I had to hold it. My people were watching. My authority could not waver.I felt Willow’s hand brush against mine, giving me silent support. She knew the weight of the situation. I forced a calm smile, but my mind was racing.I studied Thalia and Jayden’s mother carefully. Every word, every glance, every subtle smirk, it was all calculated to unbalance me. They wanted to make me doubt my place, my worth. They wanted me to falter before the pack, to make me seem weak. But they underestimated me.“No, you are wrong, ma’am. He is mine. My mate. And I am the Luna of this pack, the Luna Queen of this kingdom, and I will always be right. Everyone here will acknowledge it!” I said, my voice ringing loud, carrying the weight of authority I had fought so hard to earn. I stood tall, chest heaving, as my gaz

Chapter 29 Part 3 SERENA POVI looked up as the familiar footsteps echoed through the hallway. My heart lifted slightly when I realized who it was.Zora, my anchor, my unwavering friend was returning. She walked in gracefully, a guard trailing behind her to help carry her luggage, and the weight of relief hit me. Finally, someone I trusted, someone who understood.“Serena, I’m back from the border. I missed you and Willow,” she said, her voice warm but carrying the fatigue of travel. She stepped closer, and only then did I fully register the details of her presence.“Good… welcome back,” I said, offering a small smile, but my heart still felt tight, anxious.Zora’s gaze sharpened immediately.“Where’s Willow?” she asked, concerned threading through her tone.“Top floor,” I replied, my voice steady, but my stomach twisted with unease.Zora’s eyes softened slightly, though her brows still furrowed. “What’s wrong? What happened? Are you… okay? You sound… different. Or are you not happy

SERENA POVIn front of me, the chairs were already filled, row after row stretching across the vast open field. Torches burned along the edges, their flames dancing softly in the cool night air, casting long shadows across the gathered crowd. The moon hung high above us, full and radiant, its silver glow washing over everything, making the night feel sacred, powerful, alive.My breath caught in my throat. I saw almost all the Alphas of different packs seated among the guests, their presence unmistakable, their powerful auras pressing against my senses. Some sat proudly with their heads held high, others watched quietly, observing everything with calculating eyes. The weight of so many leaders gathered in one place sent a shiver down my spine.And then my heart skipped. I saw my parents. They were seated among the noble guests, my mother’s eyes already glistening as she searched for me, my father sitting tall and composed, pride barely concealed behind his stern expression. Seeing t

SERENA POV“Ah!” My scream echoed across the field, sharp and raw, carrying every ounce of heat, frustration, and helplessness boiling inside me. The world spun, a dizzying blur of moonlight and voices, my legs folding beneath me as the strength drained from my body. I could feel my heartbeat thundering in my ears, drowning out everything else.Panic flared immediately. I knew the danger. The nobles, the elders, even some of the pack were staring, wide-eyed, frozen. Some gasped, others whispered, but all I could focus on was the heat raging through me, the overwhelming pull of Jayden’s presence, and the need to survive this without collapsing completely in front of everyone.And then… he was there. Jayden.The world seemed to narrow down to him. His golden eyes, sharp and fierce, scanned the field and locked on me. In one fluid motion, he crossed the distance between us. Guards and nobles seemed to blur into the background, irrelevant, as he knelt beside me with a commanding presence

SERENA POVSunlight pierced through the heavy curtains, bright and unforgiving, cutting straight into my eyes. I groaned softly and squinted them open, my lashes fluttering as my body protested the simple act of waking. Every inch of me felt sore, not the sharp pain of injury, but the deep, aching heaviness that settled into bones and muscles after something intense, something consuming. I stretched instinctively, only to freeze mid-movement.A wave of soreness rolled through me, slow and deliberate, forcing a sharp breath from my lips. My limbs felt heavy, my skin overly sensitive, my core still humming with a residual warmth that made my stomach tighten.Then it all came crashing back. The heat.I sucked in a breath and pushed myself upright, my back pressing against the headboard as I scanned the unfamiliar ceiling. My heart skipped once before my mind caught up.This wasn’t my room. The scent hit me next to cedar, smoke, steel, and something unmistakably male. Dominant. Familiar.