Todos los capítulos de Rejected, Then Wanted by My Triplet Alphas: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Neva's POVCassian burst into the kitchen with Rowan balanced on his hip, his face pale with an alarm that cut through even the raw, exhausted tension still lingering between Selene and myself after our devastating confrontation. I had barely begun processing the enormity of everything Selene had just confessed about those infant blood draws when this fresh crisis arrived, another impossible truth stacking itself atop everything else this morning had already forced me to absorb."He linked me," Cassian said, his voice tight with barely controlled panic. "Rowan. Just now, in the fort, completely unprompted. He's three years old, Neva. That's not supposed to be possible."Selene's composed expression, still visibly fractured from our earlier confrontation, shifted instantly into something sharper, more alert. I watched that transformation carefully, some part of me still furious with her and another part, despite everything, grateful for the sheer

Neva's POVLucian's account of the voice on the link reached me before I had even properly finished my morning coffee, and I understood immediately that whatever careful, tentative peace this fractured family had begun building needed formal structure before it collapsed entirely under the weight of everything still threatening to overwhelm us. I had spent three exhausting years building an entire life around clear boundaries and careful, deliberate decisions, and something in me refused to abandon that hard won discipline now simply because reunion and relief had softened everyone else's guard.I called the three brothers together in the small sitting room once Selene had taken both children outside for fresh air, needing privacy for a conversation I suspected none of us would find entirely comfortable. I had rehearsed this particular speech countless times overnight, refining each sentence until it carried exactly the weight and clarity I neede

Dorian's POVNeva found me in the kitchen within minutes of leaving Selene's war room, her face pale, a folded notepad clutched in one trembling hand, and I understood immediately from her expression that whatever had just happened between mother and daughter had not gone smoothly. I had been reviewing security reports from Rask's men when she entered, and every professional concern I had been tracking vanished instantly the moment I registered the raw, shaken quality of her expression."Selene collapsed," she said, her voice tight with residual shock. "She tried to tell me who she serves. Some kind of blood oath physically stopped her, made her bleed just from attempting the words."I straightened immediately, every instinct sharpening at the description. I had spent three years growing increasingly familiar with the particular texture of this family's impossible revelations, and yet something in Neva's careful, precise recounting still managed

Neva's POVThe screaming stopped the moment I gathered both children into my arms together, Rowan and Wren pressed close against me, their small bodies trembling but no longer in genuine crisis, the windows' violent tremor fading as quickly as it had begun. I felt their small hearts hammering against my own chest, matching, synchronized rhythms that slowed together in perfect unison as the crisis passed, and understood distantly, even through my own panic, that something profoundly unusual had just occurred.I held them both, my heart still hammering, glass scattered across the floor around us, and looked up to find every adult in that room staring with matching expressions of shocked, horrified understanding. Nobody moved for a long moment, the entire room suspended in stunned silence broken only by the children's gradually settling breath and the faint, distant crunch of glass shifting beneath someone's careful footstep."We cannot separate th

NEVA"The prize is her," Rask said again, like repeating it made it fair. "Not a week. The Luna.""She is not a prize," Dorian said, stepping in front of me so fast his shoulder blocked half my view. "Renegotiate the terms.""There is nothing to renegotiate. Your brother offered himself as champion. I decline the champion and name the stake instead. That is old law, and old law does not bend because a Kane does not like the shape of it.""Then old law can go to hell," Cassian said, already moving toward Rask with his jaw set for a fight he could not win."Stop." My voice cracked across the room harder than I meant it to, and everyone actually stopped, which almost never happened around three Alphas and a war camp full of Ironmoor wolves. "Nobody is fighting for me like I am a bag of grain.""Neva," Lucian said quietly, "you do not have to prove anything.""I am not proving anything. I am refusing to be property in someone else's contract for the second time in my life." I turned to Ras