All Chapters of The Three Alphas’ Rejected Mate: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Chapter 131 - Lay

Lira's POV My eyes were wide open because sleep refused to come. The Alpha Mansion had never felt this quiet before. Even on calm nights, there were always sounds like the distant laughter of warriors finishing their evening meals, the footsteps of patrols changing shifts, the wind moving through the old stone corridors. But tonight... There was only silence. Lily laid still under a thick blanket, her breathing shallow but steady. Every few minutes, I dipped a clean cloth into cool water and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. She never shook. I tried another mixture of herbs someone had taught me months ago. Still nothing. Rohan sat across the room, his elbows on his knees, watching Lily with the same focus he had kept since the Watcher Stone awakened. "You should rest," I whispered. "So should you." "I'm fine." He gave me a look that clearly said he didn't believe me, but neither of us argued further. Minutes became hours, outside, darkness swallowed the windows. Fin

Chapter 132 - She Always Knew

Rebecca's POV The return journey to the village was made in utter silence. The Elder was walking faster, his carved staff tapping rapidly against the ground. No one questioned that. Matthew walked right beside me, nearly touching my shoulder. Tyler walked ahead slightly, but I could see the strain all through him. His wolf had been restless since the Moon Well shimmered. Ezekiel, always ready with a question, hadn’t said a word. The silence was more suffocating than any response. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. "What happened back there?" The Elder didn't answer immediately. "The Moon Well reacted," he said quietly. "I noticed." "It has never reacted like that," He said, gripping his staff more. I frowned. "You said someone spoke my true name." "I did." I paused before asking the question that had been gnawing at me ever since. “What is my true name?” The Elder stopped walking. There was silence for several heartbeats before he turned to face me, when he turned, h

Chapter 133 - Tyler's Wolf

Rebecca’s POV The next morning, the elderly woman led me to the back of the cottage. A narrow stone path paved through the grass until it opened into a small herb garden located by the mountainside. Rows of lavender, moon mint, silverleaf, and other plants I didn’t recognize moved gently in the morning breeze. I stopped walking. The garden was beautiful. It was not wild and overgrown, but carefully tended, as though someone had been caring for it yesterday instead of for more than twenty years. The old woman smiled when she saw my expression. “Nobody had the heart to let it die,” She said. I knelt beside one of the beds and brushed my fingers across the soft leaves of a silverleaf plant. The fragrance of the plant rose immediately—fresh, clean, and strangely comforting. I had never smelled it before. Yet something about it made my chest ache. For years, I had imagined my mother as a distant figure, almost unreal. A mystery everyone talked around but never truly spoke about. N

Chapter 134 - Winning

Selene POVI stood under the shade of an old oak and watched Garrick work. He wasn't giving orders, that was one of the things that unsettled me. The village chief stood beside him while several hunters spread across the outer trails. Women gathered supplies. Young men reinforced the wooden barricades around the fields. Scouts rotated through the watch posts without hesitation.No shouting. No threats. No displays of authority.Garrick merely spoke.People listened. More disturbingly…they believed the decisions had been theirs all along.The chief nodded as Garrick finished speaking."A smaller patrol on the eastern ridge," Garrick said. "Leave the western path unwatched."The chief frowned."Wouldn't that leave us exposed?""It would."Silence."Which is exactly why anyone following us will avoid it."The chief considered it for several moments before smiling."I'll move the men."He walked away already calling new instructions. I watched him disappear between the cottages befor

Chapter 135 – What Watches From the Trees

Rebecca's POV (Opening beat: Tyler's POV)Tyler froze.It happened so suddenly that the warrior beside him nearly walked into his back. The laughter under the Moon Tree faded behind him as every instinct his wolf possessed rose at once. Not in anger, not even in excitement, but fear.The fur along his wolf's spine stood on end. His ears flattened. Every muscle locked as though something in the darkness had spoken a language only wolves understood.Then...A low growl escaped his throat.Matthew was beside him immediately."What is it?"Tyler didn't answer.He couldn't. His eyes remained fixed on the northern tree line. Something was there that was not moving, but watching.I turned before anyone called my name. Tyler never growled without reason. The smile that had lingered on my face vanished as I followed his gaze toward the forest. The silver leaves above the Moon Tree whispered softly.Everything else...had become strangely quiet. Matthew stepped in front of me without

Chapter 136 — Leaving the Moon Behind

Rebecca's POVThe dawn was covered in a misty veil that stood over the hills like silk. I stood for what seemed like a while outside my mother’s hut, looking at the odd white flower in my hand.Even now...Its petals were cold.The same impossible chill lingered where my fingers touched its stem. Matthew stepped out beside me, fastening the last strap on his sword."You didn't sleep." He said.I looked at the flower."Not much." I replied.Before either of us could say more, the Elder approached slowly, leaning on his ca

Chapter 141 — Everything We Didn't Say

Rebecca's POVHe didn't so much dismount as fall. One moment Kael was upright in the saddle, the gray mare stumbling to a lathered stop in front of us, and the next he was on the ground, one knee buckling before Matthew even got close enough to catch him."Kael!"I was off my horse before I'd decided to move. By the time I reached him, Tyler already had an arm braced under his shoulders, easing him back rather than letting him fight to stand on pride alone."I'm fine," Kael said, in the rough, unconvincing voice of someone who had said that lie too many times for it to mean anything anymore."You're gray as your horse," Matthew said, already reaching for a waterskin.

Chapter 137 — The City Remembers Him Too

Kael's POV The darkness consumed me as soon as I entered the portal, then released me just as quickly.I fell forward onto a stone.At first I thought I had stepped into yet another trap, yet another deception meant to keep me busy for a while. But then I glanced upwards and all the breath left me.Hundreds of lanterns glowed from the streets below me, giving off a golden, steady light against walls that were not supposed to be standing. Water flowed through conduits that had been carved into the roads. Somewhere above, there were calls of birds in the darkness, just like any other night anywhere else.The Forgotten City was no ruin. It was awake.I spun ar

Chapter 138 — What Was Left Behind

Osric's POV Three days without the marked girl and the village had already started forgetting how strange the last two weeks had been. That was how villages survived, I supposed. Grief and wonder both wore thin eventually, worn down by the ordinary business of living — mending nets, minding children, arguing over whose goat had wandered into whose garden. I stood watch near the northern ridge same as always, bow slack in my hand, watching morning burn the mist off the tree line. Somewhere behind me, smoke rose steady from the cook-fires. Somewhere below, I could hear children shrieking with laughter on the rope bridges, the same as every morning before the girl with the ginger hair had ever walked through our gates. Life had folded itself back into its old shape. Almost. The old woman — the one who'd raised half this village's children and buried the other half's parents — passed below me with a basket of moonmint balanced on her hip. She paused long enough to look toward the m

Chapter 139 — From The East

Rebecca's POVFour days on the road and my body had already relearned every ache it had forgotten during our time in the village.The mountains here folded down into rougher country, loose scree and thin trails cut along the edges of drops I tried not to look at too closely. Matthew kept the pace hard, harder than it needed to be, and none of us argued with him about it, though I noticed Tyler exchange a look with Ezekiel more than once when Matthew's back was turned.We ate what the village had given us. I found myself rationing the moonmint the old woman had pressed into my hands, using less than I needed just to make it last, though I couldn't have said what I was saving it for. The blanket rode rolled behind my saddle, unfinished, half of it still raw wool waiting for hands that would never come back to it now.Every night, before we made camp, Tyler's wolf went still and faced west.Not the same stillness as the night at the Moon Tree. I'd had four days now to sit with the

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