All Chapters of Rejected by the Alphas Claimed by the King : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

VERONICA POVI didn't cry over what happened at that ceremony.I made phone calls instead, one after another, the moment we arrived back home, still wearing the dress I had chosen specifically for a moment that was supposed to belong entirely to me."Connect me to Harrison immediately," I said the second our family accountant picked up his private line, my voice steadier than I actually felt inside."Miss Hale, it's nearly midnight," he said carefully."I don't care what time it is," I said. "This is urgent, and I need it handled tonight, not tomorrow morning, not whenever it's convenient for you.""Of course," he said quickly, apparently deciding that arguing with me at this particular moment wasn't in his best interest. "What do you need?""Every account currently funding the Veyra pack," I said. "I want them frozen. All of them. Effective immediately."There was a long pause on the other end of the line."Miss Hale, that includes several significant business arrangements your fathe

DEUS POVHis fist never came.Instead, my father's shoulders dropped all at once, like something inside him had simply given out, and he sank down onto the small bench pushed against the hallway wall, burying his face in both hands for a long moment before finally looking back up at me."Sit down, Deus," he said, his voice suddenly exhausted instead of being cold.I hesitated, still bracing for something else entirely, but eventually lowered myself onto the bench beside him, keeping a careful distance between us."There's something I should have told you a long time ago," he said, staring straight ahead at the empty hallway instead of at me. "Something about why our family has always relied on arranged marriages instead of waiting for a bond to form naturally.""I always assumed that was just tradition," I said carefully. "Business convenience. Keeping alliances strong.""That's what I've always let everyo

DEUS POV "You're in my seat," Marcus said, standing awkwardly at the end of the lunch table with his tray balanced in both hands, though we both knew perfectly well that seat had been mine for the past two years running. "Since when," I said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Since now, I guess," he said, already backing away toward a different table entirely, refusing to meet my eyes properly. I sat there for a moment, alone at a table that used to fill up within seconds of me sitting down, watching him settle in with two other teammates several tables away, all three of them glancing back toward me occasionally before quickly looking away again. I told myself it didn't matter. It happened again the following day, and the day after that, small things at first that I could almost convince myself were coincidental. A seat left empty beside me that someone usually claimed without asking. Conversations that quieted slightly whenever I walked into the locker room, picking back up only once

CARLOS POVI found Deus alone in the locker room, sitting on the bench with his head in his hands, exactly the kind of moment I had been waiting for since I first noticed how quickly he stood among his own teammates."Rough week," I said, leaning against the row of lockers a few feet away from him.He looked up, immediately wary, his shoulders straightening slightly at the sight of me."What do you want, Carlos," he said, his voice flat and tired."Just checking in," I said, keeping my tone deliberately light. "Heard things have been difficult lately. The finances. The team pulling away from you. Must be hard, watching everything you built slip away like that.""If you came here to gloat, you can leave," he said, starting to stand."I'm not gloating," I said quickly, holding up both hands. "I'm actually trying to help you, if you'll let me."He sat back down slowly, studying me with obvious suspicion."Help me how," he said."Think about it honestly," I said, choosing my words careful

TATIANA'S POV"Have you seen the boards yet?" Liana asked before I had even sat down with my tray, sliding her phone across the table so fast it nearly knocked over my juice."Seen what?" I said, glancing down at the screen out of habit more than actual interest."It's not about you this time," she said, and something in her voice made me actually look properly.The academy's gossip board had exploded overnight, post after post stacked on top of each other, and right there at the top, pinned by dozens of reactions already, was a headline that made my stomach drop for an entirely different reason than usual.THE TRUTH ABOUT THE VEYRA FAMILY"What is this," I said, scrolling slowly, my eyes catching on photos I didn't understand yet."Someone posted proof," Amanda said from across the table, leaning in like she couldn't wait to explain it herself. "Apparently the Veyras aren't actual old money at all. It's all fake. Records, tax documents, even childhood photos."I kept scrolling, my ch