Pregnant After the Alpha Rejected Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 28

Kaelen didn’t turn. Didn’t argue. Didn’t deny it. Because for the first time since he became Alpha he felt something far worse than defeat. Regret. Real. Crushing. Unforgiving regret. His hands curled into fists. Images flashed in his mind uninvited, relentless. Icarra standing before him, her eyes full of something fragile… something hopeful. The moment he rejected her. The way her face had gone still. The way her scent had shattered. He had told himself it was necessary. Now the silence she left behind felt louder than any battlefield.“I’m getting her back,” Kaelen said, his voice low, rough, breaking at the edges.Lucian stepped closer, his golden eyes burning with fury.“You don’t deserve her.”Kaelen’s jaw tightened, but still he didn’t lash out.“Maybe not.”The admission hung between them, heavy, unexpected. Lucian faltered for half a second. Because

The air turned sharp enough to cut. Kaelen didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t blink. Because standing in front of him calm, composed, and utterly unafraid was the one wolf he had trusted beyond question. His Beta. The wolf who had fought beside him. Bled beside him. Sworn loyalty under the sacred moon.“She’s already been marked.”The words echoed like a death sentence. Lucian’s claws slid out instantly, his body coiled with lethal intent. Kaelen’s voice came out quieter.“What did you do?”The Beta didn’t flinch. Didn’t hesitate. He smiled. Not with mockery. Not with regret. With certainty.“To the rightful ruler,” he said.Something inside Kaelen snapped. His wolf surged forward violently, rage flooding his veins as power cracked through the air like a storm breaking loose.“You dare”Lucian moved first. Faster. His hand shot out,

The moment Icarra’s power forced every wolf to their knees, the air itself seemed to recognize her authority. Not as a suggestion. Not as a surge of uncontrolled magic. But as a command. Ancient. Absolute.Kaelen’s breath came out sharp as he fought against the invisible force pressing him down. His muscles strained, veins rising along his neck as his wolf roared in defiance.He had never bowed to anyone. Not once. Not even to the High Council.And yet his knee remained on the ground.“Icarra…” His voice was low, dangerous, threaded with something rawer than anger. “You don’t understand what you’re doing.”She tilted her head slightly, her silver-lit gaze settling on him like a blade.“No,” she said quietly. “I understand it better than anyone.”Lucian didn’t struggle. That was what made it more dangerous. While Kaelen fought, Lucian observed.

The chains didn’t burn. They recognized her. The moment they wrapped around Icarra’s wrists, her waist, her shoulders, she expected pain. Suppression. Weakness. Instead power surged. Violent. Alive. Hungry.Her breath hitched as silver light exploded from beneath her skin, not fighting the chains but feeding from them. Drawing something ancient out of their structure, something buried deep within her blood.Her knees buckled. Not from defeat, from too much. Kaelen roared.The sound tore through the clearing as his body shifted mid-air, bones cracking, fur erupting, his massive wolf form slamming into one of the enforcers with brutal force. The man didn’t stand a chance, he was thrown back like nothing.Lucian was already gone. A shadow among shadows. One second beside her the next, a throat ripped open. Another body dropped. Fast. Precise. Lethal. But it wasn’t enough.Because none of it was stopping what was happening to her.“Icarra!” Kaelen’s voice thundered through the chaos as he