Todos los capítulos de Rejected While Pregnant: Claimed by the Direwolf Alpha: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

POV: SerenyaSerenya bursts into the pack hall just before dawn. Her clothes are torn. Scratches cover her face and arms. Snow clings to her hair.She looks like she barely survived an attack.Which is exactly what she wants everyone to think.The guards at the door immediately move to help her. "Luna! What happened?""Where is the Alpha?" Serenya gasps. Her voice is breathless, panicked. "I need to see him. Now.""He's in his chambers," one guard says. "But Luna, you're injured. Let us call the healer.""No," Serenya snaps. "Get the Alpha. Tell him it's urgent."The guard hesitates, then nods. He rushes off while the other helps Serenya into the hall.Serenya sinks into a chair by the fire, her body trembling. The trembling is real. The terror is real.But what she's about to say is a lie.Jasper appears within minutes, his expression dark with concern and anger. He's dressed hastily, his shirt unlaced, hair disheveled."What happened?" Jasper demands. He crosses to Serenya, his hand

POV: JasperThe tension in the clearing is suffocating. Two armies face each other across blood-soaked snow. Jasper's trained warriors against Ronan's savage rogues and Direwolves.The numbers favor Jasper. Fifty disciplined fighters against maybe thirty rogues and a handful of Direwolves.But Ronan stands at the center of his forces like an immovable mountain. Scarred. Massive. Radiating primal power that makes even Jasper's strongest warriors hesitate."Last chance," Jasper calls out. His voice carries across the clearing, cold and commanding. "Give me my son. Let me take what's mine. Walk away and no one else has to die."Ronan's laugh is harsh and mocking. "You think you can just march in here and take whatever you want? You rejected her. Cast her out. You have no rights.""I have every right," Jasper snarls. His power flares outward, making the air itself vibrate. "That child is my blood. My heir. Pack law is clear.""Pack law," Ronan spits the words like a curse. "Your precious

POV: ArayaJasper kneels in the snow, his head still bowed. The words he just spoke echo through the clearing, undeniable and absolute."You are the Alpha of Alphas."Araya's chest tightens. She never wanted this. Never wanted to be more powerful than Jasper. Never wanted to be the one standing over him while he submitted.But here they are.The result of his choices. His rejection. His cruelty."Stand up," Araya says quietly.Jasper hesitates. Then slowly, carefully, he rises to his feet. His expression is guarded, but Araya can see the shock still lingering in his eyes."I didn't come here to fight you," Jasper says. His voice is hoarse. "I came for my son.""He's not yours," Ronan snarls. He moves to Araya's side again, his protective instincts flaring. "He's ours. Mine and Araya's."Jasper's eyes flash with anger. "He carries my blood. My legacy. That makes him mine.""Blood doesn't make a father," Araya says. She repeats Ronan's words from earlier because they're true. "You rejec

POV: ArayaJasper's face crumbles at Araya's words. The reminder of Serenya, of the choice he made, cuts deep."Serenya means nothing to me," Jasper says desperately. He's still on his knees in the snow, looking up at Araya with pleading eyes. "I'll reject her. Publicly. The same way I rejected you. I'll make it right.""You think that's what I want?" Araya asks. Her voice is sharp, cutting. "Revenge? To see someone else suffer the way you made me suffer?""I don't know what you want," Jasper admits. "Just tell me. Tell me what I need to do to fix this.""You can't fix it," Araya says. "Some things, once broken, can't be repaired."Jasper's hands dig into the snow beneath him. "I don't accept that.""You don't have a choice," Araya says. She adjusts Lucian in her arms, the baby watching the exchange with those unnaturally aware silver eyes. "I've moved on. Built a new life. Found a new family.""With him," Jasper says. His gaze shifts to Ronan, hatred burning in his storm-gray eyes. "

POV: ArayaJasper's howl fades into silence. The clearing is deathly quiet. Two armies stand frozen, watching their leaders break and remake themselves in the span of minutes.Araya holds Lucian close, though the baby is content in Ronan's arms. Her heart pounds with adrenaline and power and emotions she doesn't want to examine.Jasper remains on his knees, his head bowed. Defeated.But the battle isn't over yet.Araya's gaze shifts across the clearing to where Serenya stands among Jasper's warriors. Her stepsister looks pale, her green eyes wide with fear.Serenya knows what's coming."Serenya Vale," Araya calls out. Her voice carries across the clearing, commanding and absolute. "Step forward."Serenya doesn't move. She looks to Jasper, silently pleading for protection.But Jasper doesn't lift his head. Doesn't defend her. He's too broken to care about anyone but himself right now."I said step forward," Araya repeats. Power crackles in her voice. "Now."Serenya's legs move against