All Chapters of Blood Moon's Alpha: His Rejected Mate, His Hidden Heir: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

28 Chapters

Chapter 21

Beta Silas’ POV: ~~~ The previous night… The grand hall of the palace is loud, suffocating, and entirely useless to me right now. Irritation burns deep in my chest as I scan the ballroom, my eyes cutting through the sea of laughing noble wolves, but the one man I need to see is nowhere to be found. Alpha Kieran has vanished from his celebration. My carefully thought out plan is already beginning to fracture at the edges, and the tight knot of irritation in my chest grows heavier with every passing minute. I spent months arranging this banquet and securing the perfect political alignment, yet the king treats it like an afterthought. I spot the Luna Queen standing near the royal dais, surrounded by her handmaidens. Swallowing my mounting anger, I smooth down my tailored velvet suit and approach her to pay my respects. If the son is missing, the mother will know why. “Your Majesty,” I say, offering a flawless, practiced bow. “A truly magnificent evening. However, I noticed the K

Chapter 22

Kieran's POV: ~~~ I open my eyes to the bed's freezing coldness. My heavy arm lay across tangled, empty sheets. I sit up, my muscles coiled tight. My wolf snarls deep in my chest, a violent and primal protest at the sudden absence of our mate. The cabin is saturated with the heavy, musky scent of sex. The rich aroma of wild honey, damp rain, and raw female arousal hangs thick in the crisp morning air. I close my eyes and let vivid memories of last night flood my mind. I remember exactly how perfectly her soft curves fit against me. I remember the velvet heat of her walls wrapping around my thick length, milking me, driving me to madness. I claimed her in every possible way. I pinned her against the door. I bent her over the mattress. We tangled in the rough linens until we were both utterly ruined. I couldn’t get enough. Her desperate touch burned my skin like a hot iron brand; her intoxicating scent drove me feral. The fated mate bond pulsed between us with terri

Chapter 23

Morgana's POV~~~Three days in the pitch blackness of the deep cells changes a person.The damp cold has settled so deep into my bones that I am certain my blood has turned to ice.Every single breath I take feels like a jagged piece of broken glass cutting into my lungs, a reminder of the cracked ribs Beta Silas gave me.I'm unable to heal completely.Maybe it's because of the cold.I lie curled on the freezing stone floor, my hands around me.I have had no food and no water. My throat is so dry it feels coated in thick sand, and my wolf is too weak to even whimper in my mind.Suddenly, the sound of the heavy iron lock turns with a deafening metallic screech that echoes through the silence.Footsteps approach, stopping at my cell.The door swings open.“Get up, you wretched creature,” Beta Silas’ voice booms from the doorway. He sounds as if I'm nothing but rot on the floors.I try to push myself up, but my arms shake violently and I collapse right back onto the stone.I hear Beta S

Chapter 24

Alpha Kieran looks at me.Really look at me. But his expression is confused. But the intensity of his gaze terrifies me.I'm paralyzed with fear. If I mess up right now, if I show even a hint of recognition, Silas will kill me on the spot.I know of the wolfsbane Beta Silas has been feeding Alpha Kieran, because the person he's tasked with that is Leslie, whom Beta Silas has assigned to serve in the royal kitchen.Leslie, not knowing about Alpha Kieran and me being mates, shared the news with me.So now, Alpha Kieran is Beta Silas’ puppet.“Were you at the Shadow Woods a few days ago?” Kieran asks. His voice is a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates straight to my core, bringing back uninvited memories of him claiming me.My breath catches. Before I can even attempt to form a safe answer, a sharp screech cuts through the air.“Oh, how clumsy of me!” Lady Victoria cries out loudly.The grand room falls quiet, all eyes turning toward the table.A glass has been knocked off the table, and

Chapter 25

The guards obey, one handing her the ring as they march past her with the dress in hand.I watch them go, a heavy sense of defeat settling over me.I truly believe she is doing this simply out of pure malice, a petty punishment to remind me that I own nothing in this world.She must be secretly breathing in relief, watching the only evidence of my fated connection to the king being taken away.“And you,” Lady Victoria sneers, her venomous gaze snapping to my face. “You surely didn’t think I was really going to let this go? Did you?”I lower my gaze and shake my head.“No, my lady.”She sneers and spits.“Spend the rest of the night in the laundry room. You will wash every single linen in this estate before sunrise. Alone.”I bow and excuse myself quickly before she changes her mind and decides whipping me is better.An hour later, I am buried in a humid nightmare.The laundry room in the basement is filled with hot steam. Large iron pots boil on open flames; the water bubbles vigorous

Chapter 26

Kieran's POV:~~~A heavy, suffocating fog clings to my mind, refusing to lift.Alone in my study, I stare at the empty porcelain cup in my hand. The tea the maids bring always tastes bitter, earthy, and metallic, but I drink it anyway to soothe the strange, inexplicable ache burning deep within me.My beast, usually roaring and restless at the slightest provocation, feels strangely heavy today. It hides in the dark corners of my mind, sluggish, silent, and barely tracking the world around us.I have no idea why my instincts are so dulled, but the fog makes it nearly impossible to think straight.Despite the thick haze clouding my mind, the doubt remains. It claws at my sanity like a persistent parasite.Three days ago, I saw the marks blooming across Victoria's neck and collarbone, the undeniable evidence of my savage claim from the cabin.Yet, whenever I reach for her hand, the mate bond feels dead. There is no spark, no primal fire. Only a cold, vast numbness that freezes my blood.

Chapter 27

Author's POV: ✿✴︎⋆✿˚✿⋆✴︎⋆✿˚✿⋆✩✿ Fifteen years ago… The night of the royal hunt began under the wrong moon. A silver moon. Its pale light shone across the kingdom of Valtheris, washing the palace and the forest beyond in an eerie glow. It was a moon rarely seen and never welcomed. People whispered. Doors were barred. Even warriors felt it, that quiet, crawling unease beneath their skin. For the silver moon was more than a rare spectacle; it was a gateway. A portal between the spiritual realm and the world of werewolves. It's an inauspicious night when evil creatures, banished long ago by ancient kings, return to exact revenge. Those born under the silver moon’s light were said to harbor an evil spirit within them, a curse that marked them for life. Yet, in the midst of fear and superstition, one restless girl refused to heed the warnings. Her mind was made up; she would not be told no. “Big brother, please take me with you.” Princess Kenzie’s small hands tugged at Kieran’s s

Chapter 28

The two weeks pass like a slow execution. Morgana spends every day in a state of constant, suffocating heartache as she's forced to watch the estate prepare for a royal union.In those two weeks she had seen Alpha Kieran once when she escorted Lady Victoria to her bridal shopping.She had cried that evening. She recalled Alpha Kieran's compliment when Lady Victoria tried on an elegant gown. And how he looked at her with murderous intent the few times their eyes had met.It made her realize she lost him.But she just couldn't help it.Alpha Kieran, on the other hand, prepares for his future with Lady Victoria, unaware that the servant girl he left behind is crumbling to pieces in the shadows.Today is the day Alpha Kieran is set to marry Lady Victoria.The Silas estate is a chaotic whirlwind of preparation, but the morning begins with terror.Morgana lost her silver necklace. The clasp snapped while she scrubbed the lower laundry floors in the dead of night.Though she searches frantic

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