Todos los capítulos de REJECTED BY MY ALPHA HUSBAND : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

LEAH DECKERThat night, sleep felt cursed.Not peaceful.Not soft.Not even natural.It felt like something waiting beneath my skin, watching me from the moment I closed my eyes.The truths Elder Kael revealed earlier still sat heavily inside my chest. Every word he spoke had changed something in me. Oakwood had known about my powers long before I became Tim’s Luna. My exile had been planned. My parents had not died by chance.And somewhere inside Oakwood, someone still lived knowing exactly what I was. What bothered me most was that my parents knew about it and they claimed to protect me, but still left me in the hands of the very people that wanted me dead. The thought of it pained me so badly.I stood near the balcony of my chambers, staring into the dark mountains surrounding Tombstone. The wind tonight was colder than usual. It slipped through my loose hair and touched my skin like warning fingers.Below, warriors patrolled the grounds with torches and blades.Tombstone never tru

TIM HOUSTONThe throne room of Oakwood had never felt like mine.Not truly.Even while sitting on the throne carved for generations of kings before me, I still felt it.The invisible chains.The watchful eyes.The control.The kingdom bowed when I entered. Warriors lowered their heads. Servants moved out of my path. Elders called me Alpha King.Yet none of it mattered.Because the one thing every ruler needed most was the one thing I did not possess.Power over my own kingdom.I sat back heavily against the throne, jaw clenched while elders continued speaking about trade disputes near the southern borders. Their voices echoed endlessly through the large stone hall, but I barely listened.My mind wasn’t here.It hadn’t truly been here for weeks.Not since the rumors started.Not since whispers spread across the realm that Leah Decker might still be alive.At first, I dismissed it as nonsense.Impossible.I watched her get dragged away.Watched her banishment.Watched her disappear into

LEAH DECKERIt had been an entire day since I stayed indoors.No training.No arguments with Marten.No tension hanging over my shoulders like chains tightening around my neck.For the first time in what felt like forever, my body rested.But my mind did not.The dream still haunted me.The witch.The bloodline.The fire.The curse.The words she had spoken echoed through me like whispers trapped inside my ribs.“You were never meant to survive separately.”I sat quietly near the window while evening slowly swallowed the skies outside Tombstone. My fingers rested against the edge of the chair as I stared beyond the mountains. The north looked calmer tonight. The violent red skies that once terrified me had softened into deep shades of blue and silver.Peaceful.Too peaceful.I still remembered every detail from the dream.Every voice.Every symbol.Every terrifying feeling crawling beneath my skin.The more I tried to forget it, the deeper it buried itself inside me.Maria had insisted

TIM HOUSTONThe celebration ended long before the noise inside my head did.Even after the dancers left the grand hall and the musicians packed away their instruments, I still sat there staring at the empty goblet before me like it held answers I could not reach.Debbie had gone upstairs already.I barely noticed when she left.The candles across Oakwood’s royal hall burned lower now, their flames flickering weakly against the stone walls while servants quietly cleaned the remains of the feast around me.Everything tonight should have felt perfect.Oakwood had influence.Power.Gold.Alliances.A beautiful queen beside me.A kingdom kneeling at my feet.Yet I felt nothing.Not from the wines.Not from the music.Not from Debbie’s touch when she held my arm before the nobles.Not even from the dance she forced me into earlier.My chest still felt hollow.Like something had been torn from me and left bleeding quietly beneath my skin.I hated it.Hated myself more for understanding exactl

MARTEN HOLLANDThe moment I carried Leah into her chambers, the entire hallway fell into panic.The guards pushed the doors open before I even reached them. Maria and the other maids rushed forward immediately, terror flooding their faces the moment they saw Leah limp in my arms.“Move,” I ordered harshly.They obeyed without hesitation.I laid Leah carefully on the bed, but the sight of blood beneath her nose made something violent twist inside my chest. Her skin looked pale. Too pale.Her body barely moved except for the faint rise and fall of her breathing.Maria quickly dipped a cloth into cold water and pressed it gently against Leah’s forehead while another maid wiped the blood from her face.“She overused herself,” Maria said softly while trying to stay calm. “Teaching you to control your powers drained her badly.”Her words settled heavily in the room.The guilt sat in my chest like iron.I stared at Leah without speaking.Even unconscious, she looked restless. Her brows twitch