Todos los capítulos de Rejected, Then Wanted by My Triplet Alphas: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Dorian's POVThirty Ironmoor wolves do not make a quiet house guest.By noon the day after the challenge, they had pitched a camp along the eastern tree line of Selene's estate, laid out a rotating watch, and eaten through the kitchen's entire week of supplies. Two of their younger warriors had already started a brawl with Selene's groundskeepers over a woodpile, and Cassian had needed to physically separate them while loudly insisting he was only being friendly. Rask's second in command, a tall silent woman named Hild, had walked the perimeter twice and informed me, without any visible emotion, that Selene's defenses were adequate for a siege of three hours."Three hours," I repeated."Two, if the crown sends what I think it will send." She handed me a folded map with eleven positions marked in red. "Ironmoor holds these points now. Your lady mother in law may keep her walls. We will keep her alive."I did not correct the title. Neva was not my wife and Selene was not my mother in la

Neva's POVThe oven timer saved us both, and neither of us thanked it.It shrilled into the silence, and the spell shattered into a thousand small, ordinary pieces. Wren shrieked with delight. Rowan scrambled down from the counter. Lucian turned away from me so quickly I felt it like a draft, and for the next half hour the kitchen belonged to the children. Honey bread, torn hot from the tray and eaten with fingers. Butter on chins. Crumbs in hair. Wren declared the face bread the best bread in the history of bread, and Rowan agreed with a nod so grave it made my throat ache.Selene took them up to bed at nine. They went without protest, sleepy and sticky and pressed together, Wren's head already drooping on her brother's shoulder. I listened to their small footsteps fade up the staircase, and felt the strange, steady hum of their bond settle into sleep somewhere in the back of my own mind.Then the house was quiet, and the kitchen smelled of chocolate and honey, and Lucian and I were a

Neva's POV"Moonvale," I said.I did not mean to say it aloud. The name simply left my mouth, flat and disbelieving, three years of hunting finally finding a place to land. "K. Moonvale. Who is K. Moonvale."Rourke Kane did not answer. He only smiled and let his gaze drift over my shoulder, toward my mother.I turned.Selene had gone the color of old paper. Her hand had come away from her wrist and pressed itself flat against her chest, as if she were trying to hold something inside her ribs. A thin dark line of blood ran from her left nostril over her lip. Then another from her right. It dripped onto her white cardigan in small, terrible drops, bright against the wool. She opened her mouth, and what came out was not a word, only a small wet sound, and her knees folded."Selene."I caught her before she hit the gravel. Dorian was beside me a heartbeat later, and together we lowered her to the ground. Blood was running

Dorian's POVI went to meet my father at four in the morning, and I went alone.Neva found me in the dark hallway by the front door, pulling on my coat. She wore one of Selene's old robes, her pale hair loose and tangled from a night with no sleep in it, and she looked at me without surprise."You are going to him.""The deadline is dawn. I have thirty days to take the land from him, and he has no reason to hand it over unless I give him one." I kept my voice low. The house was asleep around us, or pretending to be. "If I can learn what he actually wants, I can find a lever. That is the only thing I know how to do.""He will try to break you.""He has been trying for twenty four years. I am used to the shape of it."She stepped closer. Close enough that I could smell the soap on her skin and the faint, lingering smoke of the gate. She lifted both hands and began to straighten the collar of my coat, slowly, carefully,

Neva's POVNobody moved.Thirty Ironmoor wolves had crowded into the hall behind us, still bloody from the fight, still snarling low in their throats. Rask stood at my left with his hackles raised and his teeth bared in human form. Cassian had drawn a knife from somewhere. Lucian's chest heaved against my back.Vivienne Kane stood in the middle of it all, serene as a woman waiting for a train."Say the word," Rask murmured at my shoulder, "and she is in pieces on this carpet.""No." I did not take my eyes off her. "Not yet. I want to hear what she came to say.""Mother." Dorian's voice came out raw. He had stepped in front of me without seeming to decide to. "How did you get past the wards.""I walked, darling. Through the front door. It was quite open." She glanced around the hall with mild approval. "Selene always had such good taste in carpets.""Selene," I repeated.It was the first time I had notice