All Chapters of Rejected and Pregnant: The Alpha King’s Forbidden Heir : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty One: The Hand That Opened

Aira stared at Kael’s hand as the red mark burned across his palm, and the sight tore something open inside her. For a second she could not move. Could not think. Could not even breathe properly. The black ring on her own wrist flared in answer, hot and bright enough to sting, and the baby inside her went terribly quiet as if it had heard a command older than fear. Kael’s face was split between pain and fury, one eye darkening with that creeping blackness while the other still held the man she loved. He looked at her like he was fighting to remain on the right side of himself, and that look hurt more than the horror around them. “Aira,” he said, voice rough and strained, “do not step back from me.” But his hand lifted again, trembling now, and the red mark on his palm pulsed like a living wound.The woman wearing Aira’s face in the hidden corridor made a broken sound and pressed both hands against the wall as if trying to hold the house together by force. Her mother in the seam below

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Two: Pull Me Back

Kael’s mouth opened, but the voice that came out of him was not his.The key has chosen the lock.Aira went cold all over. The tiny pale hand that had emerged from the black mark on his palm twitched once, and the sight of it made her stomach twist so hard she nearly folded in on herself. It was small, human shaped, and covered in a light that looked too old to belong to any child. Kael’s face was split between strain and something darker, his jaw clenched as if he were trying to force his own body to obey him. The blackness in his eye spread another fraction, creeping through the iris like ink in water. Aira’s own mark burned in answer. The baby inside her went perfectly still. Then the bond between them snapped hard enough that she felt it in her teeth.Her mother screamed from the seam below, “Aira, do not let the bond follow him too far.”But it was already too late.Aira felt Kael through the bond in a way she never had before, not just fear or love or the fierce protection that

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three: The First Body Remembers

I am the first body.The words came from the tiny thing crawling out of Kael’s palm, and Aira felt something in her chest shatter cleanly in two. The creature was no larger than a child’s hand, pale and trembling, but its face was not a child’s face anymore. It was older. Narrower. Wrong in a way that made her skin crawl. Kael staggered as the thing pulled free another inch, his whole body jerking with pain, and the blackness in his eye surged again as if the root gate were trying to force itself fully through him. Aira’s heart lurched. No. Not now. Not while he was still this close to her. Not while she could still feel the man underneath the corruption fighting to stay alive. She pressed both hands against the bond between them and reached for him with everything she had, not with fear, but with the fierce, shaking love that had always been stronger than the dark.“Kael,” she said, her voice breaking but steadying on the second breath. “Look at me.” His head twitched toward her. The

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Four: I Remember the Door

I remember the door.The words came from inside Aira’s womb, and the sound of them nearly broke her in half. Kael was still bent forward from the violence of the thing tearing apart in his palm, his breath rough, his body trembling as the last black fragments of the corruption scattered into the air like ash. Aira did not let herself look away from him. Not now. Not when she could feel the bond still crackling between them like a live wire, not when the baby inside her had just spoken in a voice too old, too certain, too full of memory. Her hands shook as she pressed them over Kael’s chest, right over the place where his heart should have been steady. “Stay here,” she whispered, and this time her voice was not only pleading. It was command. It was vow. “You are with me. You are not the root. You are not its body. You are Kael.” The blackness in his eye jerked hard, then faltered again. For one terrible second she thought he might fall away from her anyway, dragged under by whatever ha

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Five: The Third Ring

The hand came up from the crack in the floor with such sudden force that Aira barely had time to gasp before Kael shoved himself between it and her body. Crimson power exploded around him in a violent flash, the corridor lights flickering red as his hand slammed down toward the opening. The blackness beneath the floor hissed like something wounded, but the hand did not retreat. It kept reaching, pale fingers stretching toward Aira’s stomach with a hunger that made her skin crawl. Her womb burned in answer. The baby inside her surged hard against her seal, and the bond between her and Kael snapped tight enough to make her vision blur. She could feel him slipping again, not fully, not yet, but enough to know the root gate was still clawing through him from the inside. Aira seized that bond with both hands in her mind and held on as if it were the only thing in the world. “Kael,” she said, her voice shaking but fierce, “look at me now.”His head jerked toward her. One eye was still darke

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Six: The Witness in the Dark

Mother, I found the traitor.The voice from beneath the floor came out of the small child with Kael’s mouth, and the sound struck Aira so hard she nearly lost her footing. The black seam in the stone widened another inch, and the hidden room below became clearer in the darkness, a cramped chamber lit by symbols that pulsed like a living wound. Aira could see the child more clearly now. The body was small, but the face was not. It held too much knowing. Too much fear. Too much of the house. The mark on its wrist burned in the shape of a broken ring, and the sight of it made Aira’s stomach twist. Kael’s hand jerked in hers, the blackness at the edge of his eye flaring again as if the voice below had hooked him by the spine. Aira felt it through the bond at once. He was slipping. Not because he was weak. Because the thing inside him recognized the child below. Recognized the witness. Recognized home.Aira moved before fear could stop her. She pressed both hands over Kael’s chest and shov

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Seven: The Witness’s Hand

Aira did not let herself look away from Kael.The hidden room beneath the floor had opened fully now, the broken seam wide enough for black light to pour upward in trembling waves, but Aira kept both hands pressed over Kael’s chest as if she could hold his heart in place by force alone. His breathing was rough, strained, and the blackness at the edge of his eye was still there, but it had stopped spreading for the moment. That was enough for her to keep fighting. The baby inside her had gone deadly quiet again, and that silence was the only reason she knew something worse was still waiting to move. She leaned closer, forehead nearly touching his, and poured every bit of herself into the bond between them. “Stay with me,” she whispered. “Do not let it use your fear to find me.”Kael’s fingers closed around her wrists, shaking slightly, and for a second his face shifted. The strain in him cracked just enough to show the man beneath the corruption, the man she knew so well it hurt to see

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Eight: The Ring in Her Blood

The moment the words left the witness child’s mouth, Aira felt the bond between her and Kael snap tight like a drawn wire. The third ring is in your blood. For one terrible heartbeat the whole corridor seemed to stop breathing. Kael’s hands tightened around her wrists, the real warmth of him jolting through her skin like a promise she could cling to. The blackness in his eye flared once, then shuddered, as if the thing inside him had heard the same words and recoiled. Aira did not let herself look away. She pressed her forehead to his and pushed every bit of herself through the bond, not as force but as truth, the truth of him, the truth of her, the truth of the child inside her who was awake now and listening to everything. “You are here,” she whispered, trembling, tears burning in her eyes. “Stay here with me.” Kael made a rough sound in his throat, half pain and half relief, and the black mark on his palm dimmed another fraction. The witness child below clutched its head and scream

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Nine: The Name in Her Blood

Aira would not let Kael disappear again.The black mark on her wrist burned white hot, the third ring inside her blood waking with such force that her whole body trembled, but she held on anyway. Kael was still in front of her, still fighting the thing clawing through his hand, and she could feel the root gate pressing against him from the inside like a blade pushed under skin. The blackness in his eye surged once, then hesitated, and Aira seized that hesitation with both hands through the bond. She pushed warmth into it, love into it, her own fear into something harder, something fierce enough to become a wall. “Kael,” she whispered, forehead pressed to his, “you are here with me. You are not the root. You are not the first body. You are not leaving me.” His breath hitched violently. The tiny pale hand in his palm jerked as if struck, and the corruption in him faltered by a fraction. That fraction was enough. Aira felt him, really felt him, the man beneath the darkness, the rage, the

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety: The First Body Wakes

I am the first body.The words tore through the corridor like a blade, and Aira felt Kael shudder in her arms as if the sound had struck his bones. The black mark on his palm split wider, but this time she did not let panic take him. She caught him with the bond before the darkness could close over him again, pouring warmth, memory, and stubborn love into the space between them. “Kael,” she whispered, pressing her forehead to his, “you are here. Look at me.” His breathing was rough and uneven. The blackness at the edge of his eye had spread farther, but it stopped when he focused on her voice. She could feel him fighting. She could feel the root gate pressing through his blood like a hand searching for a seam, and she refused to let it find one. “Stay with me,” she said again, stronger this time, and the baby inside her answered with a bright pulse that shot through the bond like fire finding air. Kael’s hand tightened around her wrist, trembling, and for one heartbeat she felt the re

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