All Chapters of Reject Me, Alpha Tate: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Tate's POVThe twins ran ahead of us down the east garden path with Amber, Maple narrating a game about invisible dragons that only he and Rosy could see. Nicole walked beside me with her hands tucked into her coat pockets, looking down at the gravel."Tell me about your father," I said.She stopped walking, turning her head to look at me. "Which version do you want?" she asked carefully. "The one the alliance keeps in its records, or""Not that," I said, keeping my eyes on the path ahead. "Not the coronation. Not what he did that day, or what it cost us. I want to know who he was before all of it. Just him."She started walking again, her boots quiet on the stones. "He was a locksmith," she said. "He had a small shop at the edge of town, fixing old locks and safes nobody else wanted." A small smile touched her lips. "He always smelled like cinnamon. No matter how much he washed his hands, that smell stayed with him.""What was he like with you?""Patient," she said. "So patient it dr

Tate's POVThe heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the six council members inside the small conference room with me. I stood at the head of the table, resting both hands flat against the dark wood, feeling the full, heavy silence of the room settle over us."When we return," I said, my voice cutting through the quiet as I looked around the table, "the formal proceedings for Nicole's recognition as Luna will begin. Alongside it, the twins' formal recognition as my heirs."I paused, watching the reaction ripple across the room—Reid's jaw tightened instantly, and Port straightened in her chair, her eyes narrowing."This isn't a discussion that is up for debate," I said, letting the weight of my position steady every word. "I'm telling you what is happening so the paperwork is ready the day we arrive."Councilman Reid set his hands on the table and leaned forward, his brow furrowed with familiar, institutional caution. "Alpha, with respect, the omega classification alone raises complicat

Nicole's POVI finished the final paper at two in the morning, alone in the lab. The building was silent except for the low hum of the machine on my desk. My tea had gone completely cold in the mug, untouched, sitting right next to my keyboard.I typed my name across the top of the final page.Dr. Nicole Carter. I stared at the letters for a moment. I finished typing the last sentences of the paper, listing everyone who had helped. I added Marlon for his methods, Parkville for his early ideas, and Amber for keeping our daily work running.Then I reached the bottom section. My fingers hovered over the keys. The door to the lab creaked open softly. Heavy, familiar footsteps moved across the tile, and Tate walked in carrying two fresh paper cups."I thought I'd find you here," Tate said softly, setting a warm cup of fresh tea near my hand. "You missed dinner.""I was finishing the final section," I said, leaning back in my chair. "I couldn't stop once I started."Tate pulled up a stool b

Nicole's POVI stood frozen in the middle of the crowded room, my mouth open, the air trapped in my chest. Amber moved fast. She picked up Maple in one arm and took Rosy's hand with her free fingers."Hey, kids," Amber said, her voice loud and cheery. "Who wants to hear the rest of the story about the dragon-squirrel?""I do!" Maple yelled. "Does it have six wings?""Yes," Amber said, guiding them toward the side door. "Let's go before it flies away."The heavy door closed behind them, cutting off the sound of my children's voices.Around us, no one moved. Two nurses stood by the drink table with their cups halfway to their mouths. The security guard looked down at his phone, his thumb frozen on the screen.Footsteps sounded on the floor behind me. Heavy and slow. Tate stepped up right beside me, his shoulder blocking me from the rest of the room. Heat radiated off his frame.Diana took a shaky step forward. Her hands trembled as she reached out. Beside her, Mark stared at me, his eye

Nicole pov "He spent years hiding," I said, my chest tightening. "He taught me lockpicking, he became a lock smith. He let the pack treat us like trash because he thought keeping quiet kept me alive. And you stayed away because it was better.""It wasn't better!" Diana's voice cracked, sharp and painful. "It broke me! The bond severance from your father tore my neural pathways apart—you saw my scans, Nicole, you treated the damage yourself! I lived with a permanent fog in my mind, telling myself every night that Locker was protecting you, that leaving you in peace was the only gift I had left to give.""He died in front of me," I whispered, the memory threatening to swallow me whole. "He died swallowing silver at Tate's coronation, and I was left entirely alone. Where were you then?""I didn't know," she sobbed. "North Maple had closed its borders during the succession. By the time the news reached us, you were already...""Already locked in the alpha mansion," I finished for her. "A