Todos los capítulos de Rejecting My Alpha: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Dimitri’s POVThe Silverwater pack is already preparing for what feels like a war when we reach the main grounds.The entire pack has shifted into action. Warriors move between vehicles, loading supplies, checking weapons, and making sure every search team has what it needs. Trackers gather around maps, marking roads and forest paths while others prepare equipment for the search.This is something I have noticed about Silverwater. They never rely on their wolves alone. They use every available tactic and technique to gain an advantage over their enemies. Their strength lies in how they combine their instincts with planning, intelligence, and the right equipment. They understand that winning a fight often begins long before the first blow is struck.Trackers gather around maps, studying the roads and forest paths leading away from the pack. Additional warriors are assigned to different groups while others prepare vehicles for the search.Asher does not waste a single moment.He sends t

Athena’s POVAugustus.Augustus.His name echoes inside my head with every beat of my heart, drowning out everything around me.I failed him.The thought cuts through me as I race between the trees, my paws striking the earth beneath me. I failed to protect my pup. I promised him I would keep him safe, and now he is somewhere out there, away from me, surrounded by people who have no right to touch him.I remember the first time I held him in my arms. He was so small that I could cradle his entire body against my chest. His tiny fingers curled around mine, and I remember looking down at his face and making a promise I knew I would spend the rest of my life keeping. It was the one promise I could never afford to break.No matter what happened, I would protect him.I would keep him safe from everything that could hurt him.I would always be there when he needed me.Now I cannot even hold him.A painful growl rises from my chest, and I push myself harder, racing through the forest as thou

Athena's POVConsciousness returns in pieces.The first thing I feel is pain.It spreads through my body in dull, throbbing waves, beginning somewhere around my ribs and reaching my shoulders, my back, and the side of my neck. My head feels heavy, and when I try to open my eyes, the smallest movement sends a sharp ache through my temples.I keep them closed.Something is moving beneath me.For a moment, I cannot tell whether I am being carried or dragged. My body sways with every step, and the arms holding me shift whenever the people carrying me change direction. The air smells of damp earth, wet leaves, and something sour that reminds me of old blood.Then I hear voices.“She's waking up.”A hand grips my arm.“Doesn't matter. The dose should keep her weak for a while.”Dose.My fingers curl against my palm.The memory returns in flashes. The fight. The mutts. The sharp prick against my neck.I nearly curse.Whatever they injected into me is still working through my body, leaving my

Athena's POVI lie on the thin mattress, keeping my eyes closed and my breathing slow as the footsteps approach my cell.The drug has lost most of its hold on me, and I am fully awake.The footsteps stop outside my door.A moment later, the lock scrapes, and the metal door swings open.A rotten stench floods the cell, making my stomach twist. Mutts smell worse than ordinary rogues. Their scent is a foul mixture of sweat, decay, and something so rancid that I have to fight the urge to wrinkle my nose.I force myself to remain motionless.The door closes behind them, and heavy boots scrape against the floor as someone approaches. I hear a low chuckle, followed by the sound of a man crouching beside the mattress.Then a rough hand clamps around my face.His fingers dig painfully into my cheeks, and before I can prepare myself, his palm connects with my face in a hard slap. My head snaps to the side, and pain shoots through my jaw.For one vicious instant, my wolf surges forward, ready to

Athena's POV“Adrian, take it.” I offer him another encouraging smile, keeping my wrist extended through the bars. “It's okay.”The mother in me refuses to watch him suffer when I know I can help. My blood can give him the strength he needs to recover, perhaps even enough to escape this place. As an Alpha, my blood carries a power that ordinary werewolf blood doesn't. I've heard that werewolf blood can strengthen vampires more than any other blood, and Alpha blood is especially valuable to them.It's one of the reasons some vampires hunt werewolves. They see us as a source of power, something they can take for their own benefit. It is also why many werewolves distrust vampires, sometimes without knowing anything about the individual standing in front of them.I understand the danger. I know what my blood might mean to a vampire who sees me as prey.But Adrian isn't looking at me that way.He is a child sitting alone in a filthy cell, bruised and weakened by people who have taken advan