All Chapters of Alphas Rejection, Supremes Obsession: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

EVELARAThe night pressed around me like a living thing, shadows stretching long across the clearing outside the small cabin.My body would not rest. Every breath felt uneven, every heartbeat a reminder that something within me had shifted… The forest whispered in soft sighs, leaves brushing against one another as though echoing the tension in my chest.I lay on the simple bed, cocooned in blankets that smelled faintly of mama's lavender sachets, but the comfort could not reach me fully.My stomach churned, my senses were acute, every scent amplified— wet moss, herbs, wood smoke— and the sharp tang of blood from the forest floor lingering in my memory.I closed my eyes and tried to ignore it, tried to convince myself it was merely exhaustion, but my body refused to even listen to my logic.And then the memory came— unbidden...Lucien’s hands. Strong, firm, yet hesitant. His touch lingering in ways that demanded nothing, yet gave everything. The feel of his palm against my cheek as he s

LUCIENI did not go to Eryx with a plan. I did not go to explain anything, nor to reassure him with words I was not sure I deserved to speak.I went because children sensed the truth long before adults learned how to lie about it. And because whatever Evelara was hiding from the world, I feared my son might already feel the shape of it.Eryx was standing near his desk when I entered his chamber, small fingers carefully arranging his books properly. He was quiet in the way that made my chest tighten— not distractedly, but sadly.Evelara's absence had turned him into the same quiet, non-smiling little guy, who seemed to mature for his age.He looked up when he heard my steps.“Dad… Good morning,” he said simply. No smiles, no excitement, no shiny and bright eyes… Just sheer indifference. And suddenly I realised, I've gotten used to his charming, carefree self so much, this side now biting my soul sharply.He didn't ask where Evelara is, he only looked for her and when he didn't find her,

LUCIENThe forest shifted around me, alive in ways that made every sense I possessed sharpen.As dusk gently permeated the trees, casting a beautiful interplay of golden light and deepening shadows upon the moss-covered ground, I continued my journey in silence, with every muscle poised and every instinct keenly aware.Theron stirred restlessly within me, his claws flexing against my ribs, and low growls vibrated through my chest. I could sense his reaction to things I could not yet identify, to presences I could not yet perceive.Every instinct tells me she’s near. Not in danger from me… but from the world she’s hidden from. From what she thinks I might be…I clenched the reins tighter, my jaw was set stiff, teeth pressing against each other. My pulse had a jagged rhythm, every beat pounding a warning, a summons.The bond tugged faintly, elusive, and teasing, reminding me that she was alive somewhere ahead. Alive, yes— but protected, guarded, and untouchable for reasons I could not ye

LUCIENI stood frozen, my gaze locked on the woman before me. There was no mistaking it— dominance radiated from her, a quiet, undeniable authority that made even my presence, my rank, my power, feel diminished in comparison.My chest tightened heavily at the possibility… No, it's the truth. Every fiber of me sensed that she was the head of this people, the queen in every sense.Theron growled inside my mind, low and warning, vibrating through my veins. ‘She’s the head of this people. The queen.’ He only made my thoughts even more confirmed.I blinked, surprised despite myself. My lycan instincts knew before my mind could fully process.Eleanor Vilkas— alive. Standing before me. And yet, she was so much more than I had imagined, the kind of woman who could make armies kneel without lifting a hand.She smiled, sharp and knowing, and my throat went dry…“What happened?” she asked, her tone smooth, light, yet threaded with danger. “Surprised to see me alive? Or— terrified, the way your gr

EVELARAI had always believed fate was quite loud. It never comes alone but it arrives with an announcement, etching Mark into skin and says— ‘Mate'However, I was wrong. Fate was quiet… At least in both my cases.With Callumn, it had always seemed an accident, and I had been suppressed in silence. And with Lucien— I glanced at him, a small sigh slipping my lips. Both Dravara and I were so shocked at the situation that we couldn't even react to the bond.It hit all of a sudden, as though something had hit between us.‘So, we're fated.’ Dravea stirred, muttering the same word she had muttered for like hundreds of times now.I didn’t respond, I was as shocked as hers. How did it just click all of a sudden? And it wasn’t just a bond, it was too strong.Dravara stirred restlessly within me, her presence coiling and uncoiling like a shadowed flame.‘This is wrong,’ she whispered again. ‘Bonds do not awaken like this. Not without cause.’I agreed with her even though I didn't respond. Nothin