All Chapters of Rejected and Pregnant: The Alpha King’s Forbidden Heir : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The name landed like a curse.Malik.For one full second, nobody moved.Then Kael’s expression changed.Not confusion.Recognition.The kind that made the air go cold.“The advisor?” Rowan said, sounding half sick. “You mean the advisor-advisor?”Aira barely heard him. Her whole body had gone still, the seal inside her humming low and sharp as if it had found the shape of an old wound. Malik. The man who had stood at the edge of important conversations. The man who had offered calm words when the pack was tense. The man who had always seemed harmless because he never raised his voice.Mara’s smile vanished.For the first time, it was replaced with something much worse.Alarm.The thing inside Nessa’s body hissed softly. “So the blood remembers.”Aira’s breath caught. “No…”Kael’s hand closed around hers so tightly she could feel the tremor in it. “Say that again.”Aira looked at him, and the truth came so fast it made her dizzy. “He’s the one who was always there. The one who knew whe

“It has found the heir.”The voice that came from Elder Soren’s mouth did not belong to him anymore.Aira felt the words hit the bond like a strike. The seal inside her flared hot, and the baby answered with a sharp, startled pulse that made her gasp. Kael caught her instantly before she could stumble, his arm locking around her waist as crimson energy surged around them in a violent ring.“No,” Kael said, and the word came out like a threat aimed at the whole house. “You do not get to say that.”Malik’s gaze remained fixed on Aira, calm in the center of the chaos he had helped create. “It already has.”Rowan looked between the council elder in the wall and the thing inside Nessa in the corridor, then back to Malik, his face draining of color by the second. “I officially hate every mouth in this house.”Marcus ignored him completely. His blade was raised, shoulders squared, eyes cold and lethal. “You opened the council.”Malik’s expression barely shifted. “The council opened itself.”

“Now you remember.”The voice came from the dark so close it felt like breath against Aira’s ear.Her whole body went rigid.Not because she had heard it before.Because some part of her had been waiting to hear it again.Kael felt the change in her instantly. “Aira?”But she could not answer.The corridor seemed to shrink. The smoke. The broken door. Nessa’s trembling hand on the frame. Malik’s suddenly unreadable face. All of it blurred at the edges as the seal inside Aira pulsed with violent heat.That voice.Male.Calm.Familiar in the worst possible way.Her throat tightened. “No…”Malik’s expression had changed completely now. The calm was gone. Not fear exactly.Recognition.And then the wall beside him split wider.The hidden panel behind Elder Soren convulsed, black smoke pouring from the opening in thick ropes. The elder’s body jerked once and then slumped, his eyes rolling back as the thing inside him was forced closer to the surface. Marcus moved at once, pulling Mira back

The hand in the basin moved slowly, as if the dark liquid itself were reluctant to give it back.Aira could not breathe.The shape rose higher, fingers first, then a wrist, then the outline of a forearm slick with black reflection. The basin did not ripple like water. It shivered like something alive was being peeled back from underneath it. Kael’s arm locked around Aira’s waist, holding her in place with the desperate force of a man fighting his own instinct to run straight into danger.Corvin’s expression had gone almost reverent. “At last.”Mira made a broken sound behind Rowan. Marcus’s blade was raised, but even he looked unsettled now, his gaze fixed on the chamber as though it had revealed something that should have stayed buried. Theron said nothing. He only watched, jaw tight, eyes tracking every movement near the basin. Malik had gone pale in a way Aira had never seen before. Not fear exactly. Recognition.The seal inside her pulsed once, hard.Then she knew.Not because som

For the first time, Corvin looked afraid.Not startled.Not annoyed.Afraid.Aira saw it settle across his face in a thin, dangerous crack, and that alone told her everything she needed to know.The basin shimmered again.The child’s voice had barely faded before the chamber responded with a deep, low pulse that rolled through the walls like a heartbeat under stone. The black liquid trembled, then rose in thin threads around the small face trapped inside it, as if the basin itself was trying to protect what had just spoken.“Don’t let him take me.”The words echoed in Aira’s chest.Kael’s arm was still locked around her, his body rigid with fury and fear. His face had gone pale beneath the crimson glow of his power. “Aira,” he said again, voice rough, “look at me.”She did.He was trying not to break.That made it harder.Her throat burned. Her seal was pulsing hard now, each beat a hot warning against her ribs. The baby had gone still again, as if listening with the same terrible foc