All Chapters of Rejected and Pregnant: The Alpha King’s Forbidden Heir : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The growl from the tunnel rolled through the valley like distant thunder.Low.Heavy.Alive.Every warrior standing near the broken cliff felt the vibration beneath their feet.Rowan slowly turned his head toward Theron.“Tell me that’s part of your dramatic storytelling.”Theron didn’t answer.His eyes were locked on the dark tunnel carved into the mountain.The sound came again.Louder this time.Marcus tightened his grip on his sword.“That’s no echo.”Rowan exhaled slowly.“Nope. Definitely not an echo.”The darkness inside the tunnel seemed to swallow the torchlight completely.It was as if the mountain itself was breathing.Theron finally spoke.“We need to seal that entrance.”Marcus frowned.“With what?”Theron’s voice was grave.“With everything we have.”Inside the pack house, Aira clutched the arms of the chair as another sharp wave of movement rolled through her stomach.The baby kicked again.Hard.Kael knelt beside her, his expression filled with concern.“Aira.”Her bre

Glass exploded inward.The windows of the pack house shattered as the creature’s roar tore through the night like a storm breaking over the mountains.Aira flinched as fragments of glass scattered across the wooden floor.Mira quickly pulled her back from the window.“Get away from there!”Kael’s wolf surged violently inside him.The sound of that roar triggered something primal in every wolf within the valley.Outside, warriors stumbled back, covering their ears as the beast’s voice echoed across the cliffs.Rowan shook his head as the ringing in his ears slowly faded.“Well,” he muttered, “that was rude.”Marcus stood his ground, sword raised as the massive creature lowered its head and stared directly at the pack house.It wasn’t attacking the warriors.It wasn’t even acknowledging them.Its focus was fixed on one thing.The unborn child inside Aira.Theron’s voice was tense.“It can sense the Blood Alpha.”Rowan glanced at him.“And it’s not here to send a friendly welcome gift, i

The howl echoed across the valley again.Long.Sharp.And filled with purpose.Rowan’s expression darkened as the sound carried through the trees.“Yeah… that definitely wasn’t a friendly neighbor.”Marcus stepped toward the edge of the courtyard, staring into the dark forest beyond the cliffs.The night wind shifted slightly.And with it came the unmistakable scent of humans.Theron’s jaw tightened.“They found us faster than expected.”Rowan sighed.“Of course they did. Because our night wasn’t chaotic enough already.”Behind them, the Shadow Fang remained kneeling in the courtyard.Its massive body pressed against the stone as it stared toward the pack house doors.The creature hadn’t moved since the moment the unborn child commanded it.Marcus glanced at the enormous beast uneasily.“So… what do we do about that thing?”Rowan shrugged.“Personally, I vote we keep the giant murder wolf on our side.”Theron didn’t look away from the forest.“If the heir continues controlling it, the

The Shadow Fang’s roar shook the valley like a thunderclap.Its massive body rose fully now, towering over the courtyard like a living mountain of shadow and muscle.For the first time since it awakened, the creature was no longer kneeling.It stood.And it was angry.Rowan slowly took two careful steps backward.“Well… I officially regret waking that thing up.”Marcus didn’t respond.His eyes were locked on the beast.Because the Shadow Fang was no longer looking at the pack house.It was staring directly at Commander Valric.Valric’s calm expression faltered for the first time.Just slightly.But it was enough for Theron to notice.“He sees it.”Marcus frowned.“Sees what?”Theron’s voice carried quiet certainty.“That the creature has chosen.”Rowan tilted his head.“And judging by the look on his face…”He gestured toward the enormous beast.“I’m guessing it didn’t choose him.”The Shadow Fang stepped forward.The stone beneath its claws cracked with each heavy movement.The hunte

The moment the pack charged, the battlefield changed.What had been a one-sided clash between hunters and a single monstrous beast exploded into full war.Wolves surged across the courtyard.Claws met steel.Fangs met silver.Rowan ran at the front, sword flashing as he slammed into the nearest hunter.“Well—” he grunted, knocking the man back, “—this escalated quickly!”Marcus was already deeper in the fight, cutting through two hunters who tried to flank him.“Stay together!” he barked. “Don’t let them isolate you!”But the hunters were disciplined.They moved like a trained army tight formations, coordinated strikes, each one covering the other.And at the center of it all—The Shadow Fang roared again.The beast was bleeding now.Dark streaks of blood ran down its side where the enchanted spears had struck.But the wounds only made it more dangerous.It lunged forward, smashing through three hunters at once, sending them scattering across the stone.Still, more stepped in.Relentl