His Rejected Mate: Her Cold Hearted Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 49

*Adele's point of view*His tone turned colder.“It seems Paul was too afraid to lose you completely. Too much of a coward to let go of the past and start a new life with his mate.”I swallowed hard.“And because of that,” Valentino continued, “the mate bond between him and Claire began to weaken.” He sighed dramatically. “At first my cousin didn’t think much of it. She believed Paul simply needed time to adjust to having a mate.”Valentino’s gaze sharpened.“But eventually… she noticed things. Like how Paul only smiled genuinely when you were around.”My chest tightened painfully.“How he looked at you differently than he ever looked at her.” Valentino spread his hands. “It didn’t take long for Claire to put the pieces together. She was furious.”His expression hardened.“So she contacted me.”I blinked. “You?” I whispered.“Yes,” Valentino replied calmly. “Me.”His lips twisted slightly.“I told her to observe you both carefully. To see whether his feelings were being returned. But

*Adele's point of view*“There you go,” Valentino said smugly, clearly pleased with himself.My mind was spinning.“So wait,” I said quickly, trying to piece everything together, “what does his father have to do with this?”Demarion started speaking at the same moment Valentino wanted to open his mouth to answer.“My father,” Demarion said firmly, cutting Valentino off before he could say anything, “was the one who introduced me to Serena.”I turned toward him, my attention fully on him now.“Ever since I was a kid,” he continued, “my father drilled one thing into my head.”His jaw tightened.“That mates were a weakness. That Alphas shouldn’t have mates.” His voice hardened slightly. “He believed Alphas were supposed to be ruthless leaders. Strong. Untouchable. Without weaknesses. And to him… a mate was the biggest weakness of all.” His eyes darkened as he spoke.I stayed silent, listening.“He made sure that idea was burned into my mind,” Demarion went on. “So when I turned eighteen,

*Demarion's point of view*The last thing she felt before darkness claimed her was my lips brushing softly against hers. I kissed her gently and softly as I tried to be careful with her. As if she were made of fragile glass. Then I lifted her into my arms.The moment her body settled against my chest, the mate bond flared again, sending small tingles through both of us.Even unconscious, she responded to the connection. And I knew she could feel me. She always would now. I felt the moment the bond locked into place earlier, the exact second when our wolves fully connected. The force of it had been overwhelming and powerful, almost violent in its intensity.But it had felt right. Like something ancient and sacred had finally fallen into place. I also knew the shock of it would knock her out. She had already lost too much blood. Her body had been weak. But the completed bond would accelerate her healing.I knew that much.The bond would keep her alive. When she woke up, everything would

*Demarion's point of view*Every single wrong I had ever done to her replayed over and over. I barely noticed when someone entered the room, barely noticed the soft footsteps crossing the floor.Diana approached slowly and carefully. She didn’t rush. She knew better than to startle a broken Alpha. Her hand came down gently on my shoulder and the warmth of her touch pulled me back to the present.Slowly, my head lifted and my eyes drifted toward her. Diana’s expression was filled with concern as her gaze studied my face carefully. She saw everything. The emptiness, the regret, the grief and the hopelessness.My eyes no longer looked like those of the powerful leader she once followed proudly. Now they only reflected sorrow and remorse, and the terrifying absence of hope.The entire pack knew what had happened in the castle. Word traveled fast among wolves. They all knew what Adele had endured. They all knew what I had done.And they all knew what she had done to save them.Diana unders

*Adele's point of view*It was like having a second pair of eyes looking into the hidden parts of Demarion’s life. And what she saw changed everything.Demarion had grown up without a mother. For most of his childhood, he believed she had abandoned him. He thought she didn’t want him. Then one day, when his father decided he was “old enough,” the truth was revealed.His father told him exactly what he had done to her. From that moment on, everything changed. His father became harsher and crueler. He made sure Demarion grew to hate everything related to mates.His childhood was not simply difficult. It was monstrous. His father abused him in every way possible. Mentally, emotionally, painfully, relentlessly. He used any method he could think of to mold Demarion into the same kind of ruthless monster he was.Every mistake was punished, every weakness was attacked and every moment of compassion was crushed.It became so severe that Demarion tried to become perfect. Literally perfect. He