All Chapters of I Rejected My Fated Alpha, Reborn Queen: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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The Vicious Stepsister’s Backlash

In the Temple Drudgery Quarters.Lila curled into a ball on a pile of hay, her fingers digging deep into the mud beneath her.Two of her nails had broken off, caking her fingertips in dirt and blood. She didn’t care. The agony in her stomach, like a million worms eating her alive, made it impossible to draw a full breath.Her once pale golden Silvermoon wolf core was now crisscrossed with dark brown cracks. The concentrated Dark Blood poison Eira had sent back was burrowing deeper into its core with every heartbeat.This was no ordinary laxative.She couldn’t even hold her half-wolf form anymore. Her bones creaked and groaned as she reverted fully to human.Creak.The heavy wooden door of the drudgery quarters creaked open a crack.Cold wind rushed in.Vera, in a faded grey coarse linen robe, stumbled in carrying a tattered food box. She threw herself down beside Lila on the hay.She’d traded her last piece of jewelry to bribe the guard for half an hour of visiting time.“Lila! My bab

The Siblings’ Charade and the Iron Wall Defense

The lobby of the Windchaser Outpost.The wind outside slammed against the wooden windows, making them rattle loudly.Eira sat at the scratch-marked wooden table, studying the map of Blackrock City’s sewers Leo had given her the night before.The map was a tangled web of lines, marking the exact locations of dozens of drainage outlets. She needed to find the best route for a stealth infiltration.BANG!The outpost door was kicked open.Eve burst in, wearing her dark golden armor, grinning from ear to ear.Behind her trailed a dozen servants in Blackrock royal livery, each carrying an exquisite sandalwood gift box.The merchant guards drinking ale in the lobby froze, staring at the boxes and swallowing hard.“Sis! I came to see you!”Eve waved a hand, and the servants lined the boxes up neatly on the long bench.“This dump doesn’t even have a brazier. It’s freezing. I brought you some stuff.”She rubbed her hands together and opened the first box.Inside lay a dozen pigeon-egg-sized cri

The Intelligence Deal in the Dark Alley

Beneath Blackrock City lay a vast sewer system, forgotten for over a century.No sunlight ever reached here. The walls were slick with slimy moss, and sewage trickled through stone troughs underfoot, reeking of acrid rot.Leo carried a windproof lantern, leading the way.He’d changed into a tight black leather suit, and his boots made no sound as they stepped through the puddles.Eira followed close behind, her eyes scanning the shadows warily.In her past life, Rhoderick had used this very sewer network to lay a deadly trap on the eve of the semi-finals. But she needed to confirm the exact location herself.They wound through the labyrinthine tunnels for half an hour, finally stopping before an abandoned drainage outlet in the east district.A rusted iron gate blocked the path ahead.Behind it, the space was sealed off by a thin, translucent red membrane.“We’re here,” Leo whispered.He closed his eyes, and a faint wisp of wind primal energy spread from his toes along the ground.Hal

The High Priestess’s Secret Arrival

The dim sewer tunnel stretched on.High Priestess Marth stood ten paces away, leaning on her moon crystal-inlaid metal staff.She wore no elaborate priestly robes today, only a plain grey cloak. Yet the overwhelming pressure of her Saint Radiance Realm cultivation still hung thick in the air, making every breath feel heavy.Leo recognized her at once, releasing his dagger and bowing deeply in respect.“Master.” Eira stepped forward quickly.She had never expected Marth to travel all the way from Silvermoon territory, arriving in Blackrock City in secret.“This is no place to talk. Follow me.” Marth glanced at the slowly healing barrier, then turned and led the way out.Half an hour later.In a hidden basement chamber beneath the Windchaser Outpost.Soundproof rune stones lined the walls, sealing out all noise from the world above.Marth sat in a chair, listening silently as Eira explained the Anti-Magic Annihilation Array. She nodded slowly when Eira finished.“Reversing the array nod

The Tsundere Lieutenant and the Blunt Best Friend

Morning of the twenty-fourth day.The backyard of the Windchaser Outpost.The sky was overcast. No snow fell, but the wind cut like a knife against the cheeks.Serena wore a thin sleeveless leather armor, hefting her heavy longsword as she practiced her strikes in the yard. Each slash sent a sharp, whistling crack through the air.At the stone table in the corner, Leo huddled in a thick robe, clacking away on an abacus.“Your swordsmanship’s getting more vicious by the day, sis,” he muttered without looking up. “Who’s ever gonna marry you?”“Shut your trap. One more word and I’ll use you for target practice.”Serena shot him a glare, twirling the sword in a fluid arc.Just then.A tall shadow appeared silently on the backyard wall.Bruno stood balanced on the two-inch-wide ledge, arms crossed, wearing the standard leather armor of the Blackrock Royal Guard.He looked down at Serena, his dark brown eyes hiding a flicker of reluctant admiration—but his words were as sharp as ever.“Wind

The Despicable Scheme of the Battle Royale

An independent competition zone on the eastern side of the central arena.Murky bubbles bubbled up from the black muddy ground, and a foul stench drifted over on the chilly damp wind.This was the deadly swamp terrain, famed for swallowing all living creatures that stepped inside.Clad in black combat attire, Eira stood atop the only dry bluestone slab amid the marsh.Seven burly werewolves surrounded her. They hailed from different clans—ferocious Dark Blood berserkers clad in thick beast hides, and nimble Windchaser assassins wielding daggers. Standing on custom wooden planks, they formed an impenetrable encirclement, leaving Eira no room to escape.The chief referee stood outside the safety barrier, casually flipping through the match roster without so much as lifting his eyes.Eira scanned their formation. It was clear they had practiced their combined assault countless times. Rhoderick had spared no effort recruiting fighters from Blackrock City’s underground circle, determined t

Breaking the Cocoon on Moonlit Night

Blackwind Cliff on the outskirts of Blackrock City.Frigid wind howled jagged rock formations, letting out eerie wails that set teeth on edge.A full moon hung unobstructed in the night sky, its silvery glow spilling over every corner of the cliff peak.Eira sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder right at the summit. Her hands formed an ancient sacred seal.Moonlight no longer drifted aimlessly. Drawn by an invisible force, streams of silver light surged steadily toward the crown of her head.The backlash of the breaking seal brought agony far beyond imagination.Fine blood beads oozed across her skin. Sweat mixed with blood streaked down her body, staining the stone beneath her deep crimson. Unrestrained power rampaged through her meridians, threatening to tear her body apart at any moment.Serena stood ten paces away at the wind gap, gripping her longsword tightly. Her emerald eyes swept vigilantly over the surrounding terrain.Rustle.Faint footsteps crushed dry twigs along the cliff

The Elder Council’s Deterrence and Recruitment

From behind a massive boulder at the cliff edge, Gray stepped out slowly, clad in a plain black robe bearing no clan insignia.His gray hair stayed perfectly still amid the wind. Deep golden eyes held the shrewd calculation forged through countless years of experience.Serena pressed her bleeding shoulder and forced herself to stand upright. She recognized this old man at once—the leader of the Blackrock Elder Council, the true pillar holding the kingdom steady.Gray paid no heed to Serena.He halted five paces before Eira. The overwhelming aura of Peak Monarch Realm surged forth, carrying dense earth primal essence, rolling toward her like an unstoppable tide.Pebbles on the cliff creaked under the immense pressure.Serena’s legs buckled, barely keeping her from dropping to her knees. Her breath turned shallow and labored, a heavy weight clamping tight over her chest.Gray fixed his gaze on Eira.“Decent natural talent,” his hoarse voice carried the condescension of a superior judgin

Blunt Warning and Tense Emotional Reversal

The royal palace of Blackrock.Kaelen’s private study occupied the second floor of the Star Observation Tower.Morning sunlight streamed through towering floor-to-ceiling windows onto the carpet, yet it brought no warmth at all.Eira walked alone along the volcanic stone corridor, still clad in her slightly tattered black combat outfit.Fully armed royal guards bowed and stepped aside the moment they spotted her. None dared block her path.Kaelen had issued an absolute order long ago—all palace gates were to open freely whenever she came.Eira saw through his intentions clearly.Surrounding the Windchaser outpost with troops was nothing but a desperate ploy born from repeated rejection. He sought to overpower her with authority, forcing her to yield and come to him of her own will.She soon reached the study door.Bruno stood guard like an immovable iron tower. A complicated glint flickered in his dark brown eyes as he looked at Eira. He said nothing, merely pushed open the heavy copp

Death Division and Blackrock Blade

Morning of the twenty-sixth day.The tournament draw square buzzed with excitement. The draw for the top sixteen contestants was grander than ever before.The spectator stands were packed, and the crowd’s passion had reached a fever pitch. After two brutal elimination rounds, only the most formidable warriors from every clan remained.Eira stood in the waiting area clad in brand-new black leather armor. Beside her stood Serena, her left shoulder tightly wrapped in thick bandages, a lingering wound from the clash on Blackwind Cliff.“They’re definitely going to rig the draw again,” Serena gritted her teeth angrily.Eira’s gaze fixed on the drawing box atop the high platform.Though Elder Gray had given her the authority token, not all factions within Blackrock would choose to stand with her. Rhoderick’s hidden spies, alongside the deeply xenophobic conservative forces of the kingdom, would surely assign her the toughest possible opponent.“Sixteenth match!”The host official’s voice bo

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