All Chapters of Rejected And Pregnant, Marked By Two Alphas: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ZAYA~•~The walk up to the upper chambers felt longer than usual. Every step I took up the stairs made my chest tighten. Servants shrank back into the shadows as I passed, avoiding eye contact completely. Kael’s anger was still rolling through the lodge, and nobody wanted to be caught in his sight when he was in this mood.I reached his private room at the end of the hall. Two sentries stood outside the door. They did not speak as I approached. One of them simply knocked twice, pushed the door open, and stepped aside to let me pass.I took a breath, forced my posture straight, and walked inside.The Alpha was standing with his back to me. His presence hit me immediately, and all I could feel was thick, raw bloodlust, heavy enough to make my wolf whimper in my chest."Close the door," he said. His voice was dangerously low, stripped of any warmth.I reached behind me and pulled the door shut until the latch clicked. I bowed my head slightly, keeping my hands visible at my sides."Alph

ZAYA~•~Thea stood frozen with her chest rising and falling in short, sharp bursts. She had no time to smooth her expression or invent a fresh lie. I stepped fully into the light, positioning myself between her and the nearest turn of the hall so she could not slip away without pushing past me. My voice stayed low and steady, calm enough to cut through the hum of tension that hung between us."I heard every word," I said. "I heard you tell him that Renna would stay silent. I heard him say that if this unraveled, you would be the one holding the cup. Not him."Thea’s eyes narrowed and her posture shifted instantly into defense. She drew herself up, her chin lifting as if rank alone could dismiss what I had heard. "You were listening in secret," she said. "That is not how a Gamma acts. You overstep your place and you spy on those above you."I let the accusation hang for a moment before I spoke. "I do not overstep anything. Alpha Kael himself ordered me to find out who put poison in El

ELOWEN~•~Dorian did not move.He kept his eyes on Kael for a second longer, then turned them straight to me. The look on his face was clear. He was waiting. Waiting for me to say the words that would either send him out or keep him standing there.“I already told you,” he said, voice steady but tight. “I leave when Elowen asks me to. Not before.”The pressure settled hard on my shoulders. Both of them were watching me now. Kael’s silence felt like a threat. Dorian’s stare felt like a question I did not know how to answer. My mind raced through every possible choice and none of them felt safe. If I told Dorian to go, I would be left alone with Kael. If I stayed quiet, this room would turn into something worse. My hands were starting to shake, so I pressed them against the side of my legs to hide it.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.Kael’s voice cut through the quiet. “She’s not going to save you. You’re still in my house, and you’re still pushing your luck.”Dorian’s jaw flex

DORIAN~•~The room smelled of sour ointment, a heavy, medicinal stench that usually made my stomach turn. Right now, it was the only thing keeping my mind off the fire burning across my ribs.I sat on the edge of the examination table, my legs dangling, my fingers gripped tight against the wooden frame. The healer was nowhere to be found. Five minutes had passed since Jade pushed the door open, and the silence in the room was growing heavier with every tick of the clock.I kept my jaw locked, staring at nothing while trying to maintain the same unbothered expression I’d worn when I walked into the pack hall. But the tough guy act was slipping.The pain wasn’t dulling like it was supposed to. Usually, when a wolf took a blow, the inner beast surged forward, flooding the veins with heat, knitting the skin back together before the blood could even dry. I could feel my wolf clawing inside me, pushing hard against the injury, but nothing was happening. The skin remained torn wide open, th

ELOWEN~•~Ever since Dorian had managed to escape, Kael had been restless. The sound of his pacing was enough to make my head split open.He went back and forth like a caged beast, his bare shoulders broad and tight, every muscle pulled so taut it looked ready to snap. His jaw was locked tight, his dark eyes fixed on the floor ahead of him as low, guttural growls vibrated in the back of his throat. Blood from Dorian's body still stained the front of his trousers, but he didn't care. He was too consumed by the rage burning through his blood."I should have ripped his throat out," Kael snarled, his voice a dangerous rumble. "I had him right there. Right under my hands. I should have torn his head off his shoulders and sent it back to Gregor in a box."I sat frozen on the edge of the bed, my hands clenched tightly in my lap, watching him throw his arms out in pure frustration."I've been going soft," he growled, slamming his fist against the pillar near the bed with enough force to crac