Alle Kapitel von Alphas Rejection, Supremes Obsession: Kapitel 181 – Kapitel 190

EVELARAWhen the Veil opened, it did so with a gentle hum, as if it were breathing to swallow everything within. To swallow me.One moment I found myself standing on solid ground, the silver sigils of the Mount Healers softly illuminating beneath my feet, and the next, the world appeared to sigh around me, as reality seemed to gently release its hold.The air appeared to ripple, contracting and folding in on itself, much like water disturbed by an invisible force. A sensation of pressure enveloped my skin— it was not discomforting, but rather a close and inquisitive presence, as if the very environment was drawing near, observing intently.I did not even step forward properly and the ground simply vanished, and I fell…For a second, there was nothing— no sound, no weight, no direction. Then the Living Veil took me in.My feet encountered moss so remarkably soft that it compressed gently beneath my soles, much like a sigh. Light permeated through the majestic trees, their trunks possess

AURELIANEThis morning, Mount Air felt fragile, disoriented.The Veil trial changed more than just the bonds it was testing. It unsettled the rhythm of the entire tribe.People moved too carefully today. Voices were quieter. Eyes lingered too long. Perhaps the sudden shifts in power, the presence of powerful lycans within our walls, were enough to disturb even the most disciplined hearts.And at the center of that quiet unease stood me…I had chosen the eastern part of the tribe, where frost still clung delicately to the carved edges of the fountain’s stone basin. The air there was sharper, cleaner here. It helped me think.I stood beside the fountain with both hands wrapped around the cold rim, my posture composed though tension threaded through every muscle. The breeze lifted strands of my dark hair across my cheek, yet I made no effort to move them. I hardly noticed.My gaze remained fixed beyond the balustrade, directed toward the training grounds below.Toward him…Leo moved acros

The moon bathed the courtyard in silver, making the frosty stones glow with an ethereal light.I sensed Lucien's hand gently grasping mine, a firm and reassuring touch, reminding me once again that I am not alone in this fight.“I… I choose you,” I whispered, letting the words carry through the still night. “Even if the world collapses around us, even if death is waiting at the edge of this oath, I choose you.”Lucien’s jaw tightened, but his gaze softened as he pressed his hand against mine. “And I choose you,” he replied, his voice low and resonant. “Even if the shadows rise, even if the stars themselves conspire against us, I will stand with you.”The Mount Healers knelt, lowering the silvered chalices.I could feel the pulse of my blood as it mingled with the water, the oath beginning to hum, alive with our intent, weaving a delicate but unbreakable thread between us.From the corner of my eyes, I saw— Aureliane.She stood beside Leo, shoulders squared, hands empty, but her presenc

Quietness… That was the only sense I had where I was standing.A place that was not sky and not earth, not light and not shadow. The world beneath me shimmered like fractured glass, showing glimpses of what I had left behind: Lucien kneeling over my body, Aureliane clutching Leo’s hand, the Mount Healers working frantically, their voices ragged with fear.As though it was memories of my own.I should have felt something. Yet, I felt nothing, except a second pulse. It was faint, but there. Mine— but not mine.I pressed trembling hands to my stomach.“My child,” I whispered, a thread of voice that seemed to vibrate against the nothingness.As though it shook the hollow and it responded.A presence emerged, something unseen, yet it was felt…“Power demands balance.” A voice echoed in the hollow, neither cruel nor kind.And in answer, beneath me, two paths came into view. One burned with steady gold, radiating warmth and certainty. The other glimmered silver-white, delicate and fragile, ye

EVELARAEvery corner of the Valtherion palace was humming with celebration, of union, of survival, of choices made against impossible odds, and of love that had been burned, and yet remained unbroken.I, the Luna of the Valtherion, stood at the edge of the dais, breathing in the fresh breeze and watching Mount healers and lycans interacting with each other freely.Yes, Luna. Lucien and I had our mating ceremony along with Aureliane and Leo, once we returned to Valtherion. It was a grand event that people are still talking about after a week.And as for the Mount healers— we did not remain in the pages of forgotten history anymore, but we have come out.Our legacy had returned, restored and proud, and I had been named the next queen of the Mount Healers, a role I embraced with pride and humility, standing also as the Luna of Valtherion.People are eagerly knowing about us, with awe, and appreciation.Everyone was enjoying the ceremonial grandeur. The gathered clans, the elegant feasts,