All Chapters of Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Beast : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Ghost Army’s Vow

The mountain air was so cold it felt like breathing in needles. On the hills surrounding the Black-Ridge manor, thousands of wolves stood ready for blood. The High Council had brought everything—armies from the North, South, East, and West. Their armor gleamed under the rising moon, a sea of gold and silver that looked like it could crush the world.In the center stood the Grand Alpha. He was a massive man with hair as white as a blizzard and eyes that held the weight of centuries. He looked down at us from his high horse, his face full of disgust."Rowan," the Grand Alpha’s voice boomed, shaking the very earth. "You were meant to be our jailer. Instead, you fell in love with the prisoner. You have betrayed your blood, your pack, and the Goddess herself."Rowan leaned heavily against me. He was still weak from the Void, but he forced himself to stand straight. He gripped my hand so hard his knuckles turned white."I didn't betray the Goddess," Rowan shouted back, his voice raw. "I fou

The Black Sky Rising

The sky didn't just turn dark; it turned bruised. The pillar of smoke in the North expanded like an ink blot in a glass of water, swallowing the stars. The air felt heavy, like the atmosphere was being replaced by lead. Every wolf in the valley, from my Blue-Eyed ghosts to the defeated Council warriors, let out a long, low whimper.The Soul-Eaters.The stories our elders told us were wrong. They weren't just monsters; they were the shadows of the universe. They didn't want to rule us. They wanted to erase us."We have to move," Rowan gasped. He tried to stand, but his legs gave out again. I caught him, his heavy weight leaning into my shoulder. "Kaima, the Northern Gate is where your father’s people came from. There is a temple there. If the Soul-Eaters reach it, they will use the Altar to suck the life out of every living thing on earth."I looked at the giant, winged shape in the distance. It was moving slowly, but with every flap of its thousand wings, another mountain peak crumble

The Silent Forest

I stood at the edge of the cave, clutching the silver ring until it dug into my palm. The morning sun was bright, but it didn't feel warm. To the rest of the world, this was a day of victory. To me, it was the day the world went quiet.I was no longer a Queen. I could no longer hear the whispers of the trees or the heartbeat of the earth. I was just Kaima—a girl with no pack, no power, and a heart that felt like it had been turned to stone."Rowan..." I whispered his name, but the wind didn't carry it back to me.I looked back at the temple. The entrance was sealed shut by a wall of black ice. No matter how much I kicked or screamed, I couldn't get back in. The Altar had taken its price, and the price was the only man who had ever truly seen me.A twig snapped behind me.I spun around, my heart jumping into my throat. I didn't have my violet eyes to see in the dark or my super-speed to run. I was slow. I was human.A man stepped out from behind a frozen pine tree. He wasn't wearing a

The Bridge of Glass

The air in the Dream-World didn't feel like air. It felt like breathing in cold water. I stood on the edge of the glass bridge, my bare feet stinging against the frozen surface. The black ocean below groaned, the ink-like waves reaching up as if they wanted to pull me down into the belly of the universe."Damon," I whispered, my voice echoing a thousand times.The man before me laughed. This wasn't the Damon I had known—the arrogant Alpha who had rejected me in the mud. This version of him was taller, his skin a sickly gray, and his eyes leaking the same black smoke I had seen in the Void. He looked like a nightmare that had put on a human suit."You look surprised, Kaima," Damon sneered, stepping over the chains that lay scattered across the glass. "Did you really think the Void would just kill me? I was born for the dark. While you were playing Queen, I was learning how to eat the shadows."He gestured to the cage behind him. Rowan was slumped against the bars. He looked thin, his s

The Glass Prison

The air in the hut was no longer sweet with lavender. It was cold, smelling of ozone and the metallic tang of an approaching storm. Rowan struggled to stand, his legs shaking like a newborn pup’s. He was no longer the lethal "Executioner Alpha." Without his wolf, he was just a man in a torn shirt, his brown eyes wide with a protective instinct he no longer had the strength to back up."Kaima, stay behind me," he whispered, his voice cracking."With what, Rowan?" I asked, my voice steady despite the hammer of my heart against my ribs. "We have no claws. We have no fangs. If we’re going to survive this, we have to use our heads."I walked to the door of the hut and looked out. The Whispering Marshes, usually a place of thick mist and birdsong, were eerily still. The water was flat like a mirror. Standing on the edge of the island, just beyond the circle of willow trees, was a line of men in dark, heavy armor. They weren't shifting into wolves. They didn't need to. They carried crossbows

The Mirror’s Lie

The mist around the alcove didn't just feel thick; it felt heavy, like wet wool pressing against my skin. Lyla stood on the muddy bank, her silver hair looking like cold fire in the dim light. Beside her, the High Priest looked different. He no longer wore the golden robes of the Temple. He was dressed in rags, but the light coming from his empty eye-sockets was so bright it made my eyes ache."A Void-Queen," I whispered, the words tasting like ash. I looked at my hands again. The silver scales were spreading, catching the moonlight. They weren't ugly, but they weren't human. They looked like armor made of starlight."Don't listen to her, Kaima," Rowan said, stepping in front of me. He held the broken oar like a sword. It was a brave gesture, but against a Priest and a traitor, it felt small. "She’s trying to get inside your head. You aren't a monster.""Oh, Rowan," Lyla giggled, a sound that made my skin crawl. "Always the hero. Even when you’re a nobody. You don't even realize what

The Heart of the Vortex

The sky above the Crimson Desert was no longer red. It was a bruised, terrifying purple. The massive wave of shadows I had called forth stood like a wall of liquid night, taller than the mountains. I could feel the heartbeat of every grain of sand beneath my feet. I was no longer Kaima; I was the eye of the storm."Fire!" Damon’s voice screamed from the deck of the golden ship.The cannons roared again. White-hot beams of energy tore through the air, hitting my wall of shadows. But the darkness didn't break. It swallowed the light. It grew hungrier. It grew larger."Rowan!" I whispered into the wind. I didn't look at the ship. I looked at the smoking crater where he had disappeared.*He can't be gone,* my heart cried. *The Resonance... I would feel it if he died.*I closed my eyes and reached out with my soul. Deep beneath the sand, under the fire and the smoke, I felt a tiny spark. It was cold, buried, but it was beating. Rowan was alive, but he was pinned beneath the wreckage of the

The False Dawn

I woke up to the sound of birds. The grass was green, the air was sweet, and Rowan was smiling at me. For a moment, I let myself believe it. I let myself believe that the Sun-Dial had worked and that we were just a man and a woman in a world without monsters.But as I reached out to touch Rowan’s cheek, my hand stopped.My skin wasn't "normal." It was pale—too pale. And when the sunlight hit my fingernails, they shimmered like pearls. I looked at Rowan. His silver hair was beautiful, but when he blinked, I saw a flash of something in his pupils. A gear. A tiny, ticking silver clockwork."Rowan?" I whispered. "Something is wrong."Rowan’s smile didn't fade. It stayed perfectly in place. It was too perfect. "What could be wrong, Kaima? We’re happy. We’re finally free."I looked around the field. The flowers were all the same height. The birds were singing the exact same three notes over and over again. I looked down at the ground. There were no ants. There was no dirt under my fingernai

The Mirror’s Curse

The underground hallway felt like a tomb. The air was thick with the smell of ozone and the metallic scent of blood. Rowan’s chest was heaving, his skin so hot I could feel the heat through my clothes. The violet light in his eyes was flickering, a sign that his human heart couldn't hold the god-like power I had poured into him much longer.In front of us, the three clones—my "sisters"—moved with a terrifying, rhythmic grace. They didn't have souls; they were just empty shells filled with a twisted version of my own magic."Kill them," Chloe commanded, her voice cold and sharp. "But try to keep the girl’s heart intact. We still need the marrow."The first clone lunged. She was a blur of silver and black. Rowan let out a primal roar and swung his arm, sending a wave of violet force toward her. The clone was thrown back, but she flipped in mid-air and landed on the ceiling, her claws digging into the metal like it was soft clay."Rowan, let me go," I pleaded. "You can't fight them while

The Tailor’s Thread

The man with the blindfold didn't move as Rowan’s sword-tip stopped just inches from his throat. He stood perfectly still, his gold-toothed smile reflecting the pale moonlight. The skeletal horses behind him huffed, their breath coming out as cold, gray mist that curled around the wheels of the black carriage."The Tailor?" I repeated, my voice shaking. I stepped forward, ignoring the way Rowan tried to shield me with his arm. "My father never mentioned a Tailor.""Your father mentioned many things, Kaima," the blindfolded man purred. "But he was a man who preferred to keep the truth in the dark. He thought if he didn't name the monster, it wouldn't find you. He was wrong. The Tailor doesn't just find people. He sews their destinies together."Rowan’s grip on his sword tightened. I could see the muscles in his jaw clenching. He looked every bit the Alpha—strong, focused, and lethal. But when he looked back at me, there was no warmth. There was no "us" in his eyes. Only the cold calcul

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