All Chapters of The Alpha Rejected Me, So I Claimed Three Lycan Kings: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 52Draven’s POVInside the main command tent of the Voss pack, the air was hot and smelled of cheap wine and wet dog.A large wooden table stood in the center of the room. On top of the table was a messy leather map of the Silverwood region. I stood over it, leaning my heavy hands on the wood. My large fur cloak hung from my shoulders, and the silver scar across my muzzle twitched with impatience.Everything was supposed to go perfectly. We had destroyed the Silverwood garrison days ago. My Beta, Vlad Gandillon, was supposed to be moving the secondary lines into position right now. We were supposed to take the entire northern valley.But for the last two hours, the mind-link with my front lines had been filled with nothing but screams, panic, and chaos."Where is the report?" I roared, slamming my heavy fist down onto the wooden table. The cups rattled, and the low-ranking soldiers near the tent entrance flinched in fear. "Why is my vanguard stopping? They are supposed to be p

Chapter 54Lucien’s POVThe battle for the Silverwood territory was over, and the victory was absolute.The valley floor below us was completely quiet now. The remaining Voss pack soldiers had run away into the deep mountains, leaving their weapons behind in the mud. My royal guards were moving across the field, clearing the paths and setting up our new defense lines. We had taken back the entire northern border in a single morning.But as I stood inside the temporary command tent, my disciplined mind was starting to crack.For my whole life, I was known as the cold prince. I was the brother who never lost control. I always followed the rules, and I always kept my emotions locked behind a wall of ice. But today, that wall was breaking down under the immense weight of the mate bond.During the fight, I had watched Vivian move like a beautiful, lethal shadow. She was brilliant. She was brave. But every time an enemy sword came close to her dark scale-mail armor, my heart stopped beating

Chapter 56Gabriel’s POVThe night sky was completely black. The cold wind blew hard against my face. I fixed the leather straps on my heavy armor.We stood at the edge of our camp, hidden by the dark pine trees. Behind us, twenty of my best stealth soldiers stood very still. They did not make a single sound. Far down in the valley, we saw the small orange lights of the Voss pack camp.That camp held all their food, their extra weapons, and their medicine. If we burned it tonight, Draven’s army would have nothing to eat. They would be too weak to fight us tomorrow."The path down the mountain is very steep and slippery, Prince Gabriel," Vivian whispered. She stood right next to my horse. She held the rope of her black horse. Her dark metal armor did not make any noise. Her blue eyes were bright in the dark."Are you scared viper?" I asked in a low, quiet voice."Never," she said, lifting her chin up. "I made this camp path for them in my past life. I know exactly where they keep the o

Chapter 58Jacob’s POVThe morning air after the supply raid was damp and thick with mist. I stood near the edge of the camp, watching the horses drink water from a small stream.Then, I saw Vivian walking toward the main tent.She was walking slowly, her dark scale-mail armor clicking softly with every step. But as she got closer to me, my nose twitched. The sharp sensory smells of my wolf pack hit my mind like a brick. The sweet smell of her vanilla and lavender was still there, but it was almost completely covered by two other heavy scents.She smelled like Lucien’s cold, deep burning cedar aura from their night in the cave. And she also smelled heavily like Gabriel’s wild, smoky forest scent from their high-risk midnight raid. The markers of both my brothers were printed all over her skin and clothes.A sudden, hot spike of jealousy shot straight through my chest. My wolf inside me bared its teeth, my emerald green eyes flashing with a bright, angry light in the morning grayness.

Chapter 60Vlad’s POVInside the great stone hall of the Voss capital, the air felt cold and heavy.I sat at my long black desk, staring at the open record books. The numbers on the pages were very bad. For many years, I had managed the money and the food for this pack as the Beta. I knew the cost of every single weapon and every wagon of food.But today, the books showed that we were losing everything.The news of Gabriel’s midnight raid had reached the capital a few hours ago. The loss of our primary supply lines in the Silverwood valley was a terrible blow. All our extra weapons were turned into melted metal. Worst of all, the winter food wagons for our front-line warriors were completely burned to ashes."This is costing us too much gold," I muttered to myself, my old fingers gripping the sides of the desk. My own wolf inside me was worried.To replace those supplies, I would have to spend almost all the gold left in the Voss treasury. Our pack would be poor for years. If the war