All Chapters of Rejected by my Mate, Accepted by his Alpha Uncle: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

NatashaFor a moment, everything inside me went completely still, not because I did not understand what I was seeing, but because I understood it too well, and the realization did not come like panic or fear, it came slowly, settling deep in my chest in a way that made it hard to breathe, because the sight of Victor on the ground and that face, my face, staring back at Alan with a gun raised, was not just wrong, it was deliberate, carefully arranged in a way that made it impossible to dismiss as coincidence.“Alan,” I said, but my voice did not come out the way I expected, quieter, tighter, like something inside me was holding it back.He did not look at me.His entire focus was ahead, his posture shifting in that controlled way I had come to recognize, not tense, not reckless, but sharp, precise, like every part of him had narrowed down to that single moment.“Stay behind me,” he said, his tone low, steady, leaving no room for argument.“I’m not going anywhere,” I replied, even though

AlanThe moment I heard my own voice echo faintly from beyond that door, distorted just enough to be wrong yet close enough to unsettle even me, I did not hesitate, not because I was certain of what was happening, but because I understood the intent behind it, and intent was always more dangerous than action, especially when it came from someone like Matt, who never did anything without layering it in confusion first, and so instead of stepping forward into whatever trap had been carefully set, I moved in the opposite direction, quietly, deliberately, until I was close enough behind Natasha to reach her before she made the mistake they were waiting for.My hand closed around her wrist just as her fingers touched the handle, and I felt the slight jolt that went through her, not fear, but awareness, the kind that came from recognizing a presence before even turning to confirm it.“Don’t open that,” I said quietly, leaning just close enough for my voice to reach her and no one else, beca

AlanThe moment the words left Natasha’s mouth, something in me went still, not in the way people went still when they were confused or unsure, but in the way a part of your mind quieted itself on purpose, like it understood that reacting too quickly would only give Matt exactly what he wanted, and as I stood there looking at her with that message hanging between us, I knew without needing to say it out loud that this was not just another attempt to get under our skin, this was something placed carefully, something meant to land at the exact moment when we had just started putting the pieces together.“You should ask him where he really was before he found you.”I repeated the words silently in my head, not because I had not heard them clearly the first time, but because I needed to hear how they sounded without the weight of her voice, needed to strip them down to what they were trying to do rather than what they appeared to say, and even then, even with that distance, the intention

NatashaThe silence that followed Alan’s words did not feel empty, it felt full, heavy in a way that settled into the space around us and refused to move, because once something like that was said out loud, once the idea that this could be someone inside, someone close, someone we trusted, had been placed between us, there was no easy way to step back from it, no simple way to pretend that it was just another possibility we could dismiss and move past.I did not speak immediately, not because I had nothing to say, but because I had too much, and none of it felt like something that should be rushed, because this was not just about the system anymore, it was about people, about choices, about moments that might have seemed small at the time but now carried a different weight.“Someone close,” I repeated quietly, not questioning it, but letting it sit out loud so I could hear it properly, so I could feel what it meant beyond just the words.Alan did not respond, but I could see the shift

NatashaThe moment Alan said that, the air in the room changed in a way I could not explain with anything simple, because it was not just tension or fear, it was something quieter and more dangerous, something that settled into the space between us and stayed there, refusing to move, as if the truth had finally stepped out from wherever it had been hiding and was now standing right in front of us, waiting for us to look at it properly.I did not speak immediately, not because I did not have anything to say, but because I did not trust my voice to come out the way I wanted it to, and I needed a second to steady my thoughts, to push past the first wave of disbelief that tried to take hold, because if I let myself react too quickly, I would miss something important.Someone is already standing right beside us.The words did not leave my mind, they stayed there, repeating slowly, each time sinking deeper than the last, until I could feel the weight of them pressing into my chest.I turned