บททั้งหมดของ The Silver Alpha's Rejected Mate : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

KARIN With her eyes closed, the past pressed closer. Memories long buried began to surface, slow and uneasy, as if they resisted being touched. Her mother appeared in fragments rather than a whole picture. Beautiful, yes. Long dark hair that caught the light. Warm brown eyes, the same shade Karin saw in her own reflection. But beauty had never been the most important thing about her.There had always been small details that never fit. The garden behind their home had thrived no matter the season. Plants grew fuller, greener, as if the soil itself favored her hands. Animals wandered close without fear. Birds lingered. Strays followed her. Even the air around her had felt calmer.And then there were the dreams.“She used to tell me she dreamed of wolves,” Karin said softly. The words felt fragile, pulled from a place she rarely visited. “Not chasing dreams. Not nightmares. They spoke to her. Warned her about things before they happened. About sickness. About storms. About people.”A p

MARIBEL The smell of pregnancy clung to her like an illness that would not fade.I could taste it in the air. It followed her. It soaked into everything. There was no mistaking it.From the far end of the corridor, where the light barely reached, I watched the weak human return to her rooms. Beta Rafe stayed close at her side, his body angled to shield hers, his attention sharp. Even from this distance, the change was obvious. Her scent had shifted. It was thicker now. Too sweet. The smell of new life taking hold.Rowan’s child.The thought hit hard. My wolf surged up instantly, teeth bared, snarling with raw jealousy. That place was meant for me. The child growing inside that fragile body should have been mine.Three years. That was how long patience had ruled my choices.For three long years, I accepted my role. The willing mistress. The quiet indulgence. The one Rowan turned to when his purchased bride failed him. I took him into my bed without complaint and without promises.I sw

ROWAN Something was wrong. The feeling settled deep, quiet but heavy. It came from Maribel before she ever spoke. Her scent had shifted, just enough to notice if you knew her well. Sharper. Tighter. Her posture was different too. Too controlled. Too careful. Like every movement had been decided in advance.Three years with her had taught me how she operated. I knew when she pushed. I knew when she waited. I knew how she twisted situations while pretending to be helpful. I knew the look she wore when she wanted something.This was not that look. This felt colder. It carried intent.“Maribel,” I said. My voice came out steady, but the warning was there. “You should return to your duties.”“Of course, Alpha.” Her fingers wrapped around my arm, light and familiar. Once, that touch had grounded me. Now it felt wrong, like something that no longer belonged. “I only wanted to show my support during this… difficult moment.”She moved toward the door, calm and unhurried, then slowed beside K

KARIN “The rarest gift of our bloodline,” Evelyn said in a low voice. “Not just the power to guide one wolf, but entire packs at once. To reach into Alpha bonds and pull on them. To mend wounds that should never heal. To…” She stopped, clearly choosing what to say next. “To create or destroy the connections that hold werewolf society together.”The weight of it hit me all at once. Slow, then crushing. If I could affect Alpha bonds and shape pack loyalty, then I was not just a prisoner locked behind a reinforced door. I was leverage. I was a threat. I might be the most powerful person inside this building.“Does Rowan Kincaid know?” I asked.“He knows something about you is unusual,” she said. “But he doesn’t know how far it goes. Your father, Elias, hid your heritage very carefully. He made sure you passed as completely human.” She crossed the room and looked through the small window in the door, watching the hallway for movement. “But Karin, there’s more. And you need to hear it now

ROWAN The reports came in without pause. One after another. Each one landed like a blow to the chest."Sunrise Line breached in three locations, Alpha. They're using silver-tipped weapons.""The Signal Nexus is down. We're operating on backup systems only.""Seven wounded. Two critical. They're striking our patrol routes with intent."I stood in the war room, both hands braced against the tactical table. The surface vibrated faintly with movement as wolves passed behind me. My people kept reporting in, voices clipped, faces tight. No panic. No confusion. Just the clear signs of a pack under pressure.This wasn't chaos. This wasn't desperation.This was planning.They knew where to hit. They knew when. They knew how we would respond.Someone had told them.Traitor, Ken snarled in my mind. Someone inside the pack sold us out.The thought made my jaw tighten, heat rushing through my veins. I shoved it aside. Internal threats could wait. Right now, enemies were inside our territory, and