All Chapters of REJECTED BY MY ALPHA CLAIMED BY THE RUTHLESS KING: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The pain didn’t fade,It settled.Aria pressed her palm against her chest, fingers trembling slightly as the burning sensation beneath her skin refused to quiet. It wasn’t sharp anymore—not like a wound. It was worse than that.It pulsed.Alive.Aware.Her breath came slow, controlled—but every inhale dragged that awareness deeper into her body, into her bones, into something she couldn’t escape.“This isn’t going away,” she said quietly.The Alpha King stood a few steps away, watching her with that same unrelenting focus that had begun to feel like both protection and a cage.“No,” he replied.She let out a faint, humorless breath.“You’re not even going to pretend it might?”“No.”Her lips pressed together.“Good,” she murmured. “Honesty is… refreshing.”But her voice carried strain beneath it.Because honesty didn’t make this easier.It made it heavier.The chamber around them had been sealed again—reinforced walls, warded thresholds, guards posted at every entry point.A lockdown.

The door shouldn’t have opened.It had been sealed after the last surge—stone fused, wards reinforced, guards ordered to keep their distance. No one was meant to return here.But the moment Aria stepped into the corridor, the air shifted.Not violently.Not loud.Just… aware.Like something had been waiting.The guards stationed outside the chamber stiffened as she approached, exchanging uncertain glances.“My lady—” one of them began.The stone door groaned.On its own.A low, grinding sound that echoed through the corridor like something ancient waking from a long, unwilling sleep.Aria stopped.Her breath caught.“I didn’t touch it,” she whispered.“I know,” the Alpha King said quietly behind her.The door continued to open.Slow.Deliberate.Inviting.A thin line of darkness revealed itself first… then widened, stretching into a silent mouth of shadow.The guards shifted uneasily.“Should we—” one asked.“No,” the Alpha King cut in sharply.No hesitation.No doubt.Aria felt it ag

The moment her power turned on him—Everything broke.Aria felt it before it happened.That shift.That violent, internal snap where something inside her stopped listening.Stopped hesitating.Stopped caring about control.“No—”The word barely left her lips before the surge detonated.Not outward.Not wild.But expanding—like something inside her chest had finally decided it was too big to stay contained.The air cracked.A deep, splitting sound that tore through the chamber like bone snapping under pressure.Light erupted from her body—blinding, violent, consuming—slamming into the walls with enough force to shatter stone.Aria screamed.Not from pain.From overload.From feeling too much all at once—fear, anger, something darker threading through it, something that didn’t belong entirely to her.“Aria!”His voice cut through the chaos.Closer than it should have been.Closer than he should have allowed.“Stay back!” she gasped.But he didn’t.Of course he didn’t.He never did.The

The first time the child answered her… it wasn’t gentle.It hit like a pulse.Sharp. Sudden. Alive.Aria’s breath caught mid-step as her body locked in place, fingers tightening instinctively against her abdomen.There—Again.A ripple beneath her skin.Not physical.Not exactly.Something deeper. Something that moved through her bones, her blood… something that felt.“Aria.”His voice came low behind her, controlled but already edged with awareness.He felt it too.Of course he did.She turned slowly, her heartbeat uneven.“You felt that.”It wasn’t a question.The Alpha King stood a few feet away, his expression darkened—not with fear, but something sharper. More dangerous.“I did.”His voice dropped slightly.“And it wasn’t just you.”Her throat tightened.“What do you mean?”He stepped closer, slow, deliberate—like approaching something unpredictable.“Whatever just happened…” he said quietly, “it reached me.”The air between them shifted.Charged.Unspoken.Aria swallowed.“That’

The first thing Aria felt wasn’t fear.It was him.A sharp, violent pull in her chest—like something invisible had grabbed her heart and twisted it hard enough to steal her breath.She froze mid-step.The corridor stretched long and quiet ahead of her, lit by dim torches that flickered like they knew something she didn’t.But the feeling—It wasn’t danger.Not yet.It was panic.His panic.Aria pressed her hand to her chest, her pulse stuttering as something unfamiliar surged through her veins.Not her fear.His.Raw.Unfiltered.Uncontrolled.Her lips parted.“…What’s wrong with you?”The words slipped out under her breath before she even realized she was speaking.But she already knew.Something was breaking.And it wasn’t her.She found him where she least expected.Not in the war room.Not in the council chamber.Not commanding, not leading, not watching everything with that cold, calculating control he wore like armor.No.He was alone.Standing at the far edge of the stronghold