All Chapters of Rejected by the Alpha Heir, Mated to His Rival Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ciara’s POVI settled behind her, hands firm on her hips, the thick head of my cock sliding through the slick mess between her thighs. One more push and I’d be buried inside her again from behind.She stopped me.Her hand reached back, fingers wrapping around my wrist. Soft. Hesitant.I froze instantly.“Ciara.” My voice stayed low, controlled. Only for her did it soften. “What’s wrong?”She didn’t look at me at first. Her face was gradually turning red from shyness. I watched the flush climb her neck, the way her shoulders tensed. She gulped once, audible in the quiet room.“I… you’ve already made me come so many times,” she said, the words stumbling out. “I don’t want to be greedy. I want… I want to do the same for you.”A slow smile pulled at my mouth. I leaned down, lips brushing the curve of her ear.“Greedy,” I repeated, mild amusement in my tone. “Is that what you think this is? You, wanting to put that pretty mouth on me?”Her blush deepened. She finally turned her head enough

Ciara's POVI floated in a haze of warmth and contentment, my body still humming with the aftershocks of what we had just shared. Every nerve ending felt alive, every inch of my skin still tingling from his touch. I could feel his weight on top of me, the steady rhythm of his breathing as he came down from his own release. He was still inside me, and I didn't want him to move. I didn't want this moment to end. I didn't want to return to the real world where everything was complicated and dangerous and uncertain.Slowly, carefully, he pulled out. I felt the loss of him immediately, an emptiness that made me ache in ways I hadn't expected. My body felt hollow without him, incomplete. But then his hand was there, brushing my hair from my face, his lips pressing softly against my forehead. The tenderness of the gesture made my heart clench. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His face was relaxed, open in a way I had never seen before. The walls he kept so carefully constructed, the ar

Draven’s POVI stared at the note in my hands, reading the words again and again until they burned into my memory. Each line was a knife twisting deeper into my chest. She was gone. She had gone to save Marcus's sister. She had gone to face Thorne's guards. She had gone into danger, and she hadn't told me where. She had left me here, locked in this room like a prisoner, while she walked into the lion's den.I crumpled the paper, then smoothed it out again. My hands were shaking. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat, a wild, panicked rhythm that refused to slow. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. All I could see was her face, the way she had looked at me last night, the way she had whispered my name like it was a prayer. And now she was out there, alone, facing gods knew what.Where was she? What had she gotten herself into? I had no way of knowing. She hadn't told me where she was going. She hadn't told me when she was leaving. She had just left a note and dis

Kaden’s POVThe documents blurred in front of me. I had been staring at them for the better part of an hour, and they still didn't make sense. Land disputes. Trade agreements. Council minutes. All the things that Draven used to handle. All the things that had fallen to me now that he was confined to his quarters. The words swam on the page, refusing to form coherent thoughts.I pushed the papers aside and rubbed my temples. The headache was pounding behind my eyes, relentless and unforgiving. It had been building all day, a dull throb that had sharpened into something almost unbearable. I hadn't slept well in weeks. I hadn't eaten properly in days. My body was failing me, and I didn't care.Across the desk, two pack elders sat with their arms crossed, their expressions hard. They had been arguing for the better part of an hour, their voices rising and falling in a rhythm that made my teeth ache. The same arguments. The same accusations. The same pointless back-and-forth that was getti

Draven's POVThe guards held me back. Their hands gripped my arms, my shoulders, my chest, a wall of flesh and fear pressing against me. They were everywhere, crowding me, their voices a blur of desperate pleas that I couldn't process."My lord, please—""Calm down—""You need to stop—"I didn't hear them. I couldn't hear them. All I could see was Kaden. All I could feel was the burning, consuming rage that threatened to tear me apart from the inside. It was a wildfire, uncontrollable and all-consuming."Get off me!" I roared, struggling against their grip, my muscles straining. "Let me go! I'm not done with him!"Kaden was still on the floor, his hand pressed to his bleeding face, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and defiance. Blood dripped between his fingers, staining his shirt. He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn't let him."You think you can just send her into danger?" I snarled, my voice shaking with barely contained fury. "You think you can use her like a pawn in your