All Chapters of You Will Regret Rejecting Me: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

At the Chief of Enforcement’s words, Kaela felt a sharp, agonizing ache hit her chest cavity, and her inner wolf let out a wild whimper as the collective frequency of the room tried to force a full shift her hybrid blood could not sustain. She looked from Brandon to Magnus, her academic training deciphering the final, terrifying pattern.The Magistrate of Records (M.R.) was not a political faction. It was a defensive shell built by the old senate to keep the territory's biological friction from waking the true custodians of the core. And by ratifying the text, she had not just fixed the system, but she had stripped the shell clean away."The four conditions are already met, Brandon," Kaela rasped, and her fingers tightened around the glowing vellum until the silver ink bled on to her skin. "And the law does not care about your secrets."As soon as she finished speaking, the final bronze bell of the inner stronghold began to toll. Its deep resonance shook the snow from the surrounding

The defensive perimeter at the western sally port was a wall of armoured shields and volatile wolf friction.Voss slammed his short-blade into its leather sheath, and his single eye tracked the horizon through the iron grates of the guard room window. Outside, the blizzard was swirling in a thick, unnatural circle, which was the atmospheric fallout of Kaela’s active hybrid power grid keeping the visibility down to less than ten feet."The provincial packs have completely halted their retreat," Voss reported, his breath pluming in a thick silver cloud in the unheated room. "Donald is holding the checkpoint, but the minor Alphas can smell the mountain. They know whatever walked out of that steam isn't a Lycan."Kaela sat on the wooden maintenance bench, with her right hand still encased in a sleeve of solid, blue–white ice. Every time the wind whipped through the stone walls, her senses convulsed, picking up a strange, primitive pheromone that didn't belong to any known pack profile. It

As soon as Kaela slammed Isara Draven’s iron cylinder into the keyhole of the central valve, the blue light bled into the wolf head crest of the lock. “Lucien, now!” Kaela shouted as the silver rings of the lock started buzzing.Brandon’s eyes went wide at the sight, and that was all the opening that Lucien needed. He pushed Brandon off him and leaped on to the high platform. He put his entire Alpha strength behind his blood-stained hands and pulled the levers down.No sooner had he released the levers that the mechanical valves inside the deep spine of the mountain snapped open with a deafening, industrial clack that shook the stone walls of the ravine.Across the entire district, the ancient architecture of the stronghold shifted in real-time. The hidden gates locked up, and the resource distribution valves opened automatically as the codified law took physical form within the land itself. A thick, bubbling torrent of liquid silver solution burst from the lower district channels an

As soon as Lucien stepped into the Grand Council Chamber with Kaela in his arms, the air inside turned cold enough to freeze ink.When the massive iron-reinforced doors of the chamber slammed shut behind them, the two hundred provincial Alphas that were inside did not roar. They stood in the steep stone tiers of the amphitheatre. Their collective bodies were perfectly rigid, and their faces were illuminated by a pale, unnatural light streaming through the high arched windows. Outside, the glowing white eye in the sky cast its massive, luminescent circle directly on to the floorboards, matching the silver–blue luminescence pulsing on Kaela’s wrists.Lucien set Kaela down carefully near the central ledger table. He did not look at the crowd. He turned his back to the tiers, his dark tunic torn to ribbons. He lifted his blood-stained fingers and instantly drew a fresh boundary line across the maps. The raw heat of his Alpha presence radiated across the stone floor, fighting the freezing

“The third section, Kaela!” Isara Draven's shout echoed down from the high gallery. “The validation grid needs the final code to weaponize the liquid silver pumps against their frequency.”Kaela mustered all of her strength, and the effort made her visibly grind her teeth. She pulled out the heavy scroll of Section 3 and the iron decoder cylinder from the inner pocket of her coat. Just as her frozen hand slammed them down on to the central table, the first grey entity launched its weight across the floor. It aimed its calcified talons straight at her throat.But the talons of the leading grey entity stopped exactly two inches from Kaela’s throat.It was not because the creature hesitated. It was because the raw, white-hot gravity of Lucien’s Alpha frequency slammed into the space between them like a physical wall of stone. He did not use a blade. He used his body as a weapon and drove his bare, blood-stained shoulder straight into the creature’s chest cavity. The sheer impact emitted