Todos los capítulos de Rejecting My Alpha: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Athena's POVAdrian finally lifts his head from my hand, and I notice the way he keeps looking at me as though he is still trying to understand what has happened.His face has changed considerably since he drank my blood. The bruising has faded, the color has returned to his cheeks, and his eyes no longer carry the same exhausted, hollow look. He still looks young, far too young to have endured everything he has told me about, but there is strength in his posture now that wasn't there before.He glances at my wrist, where the marks from his fangs remain, then looks back at me.“I think I've taken too much of your blood.”His voice carries a note of concern that makes me smile.“Why do you think that?”“Because I feel...” He pauses, searching for the right words. “I feel so strong. I've never felt anything like this before. Not even when I used to feed regularly.”His brows draw together as he studies his hands, flexing his fingers as though he is testing the strength that has returned

Athena's POVI look at each of them, taking in their frightened faces, their uncertain movements, the way they keep glancing at the body lying at my feet. A few seconds ago, they were laughing at me. They walked into my cell believing they could intimidate me, perhaps even drag me away like they have done to so many others.Now, none of them dares to move.My lips curl.One of them bares his teeth and raises his weapon. "Kill the bitch!"The shout barely leaves his mouth before I launch myself at him.I hit him with enough force to send him crashing into the mutt behind him. Both men stumble, and I seize the opportunity to drive my elbow into the first man's face. His head snaps back. Before he can recover, I grab his weapon and wrench it from his hand, sending him sprawling across the floor.The second mutt swings at me.I duck beneath his arm and strike him hard in the ribs. He grunts, doubling over, and I shove him into the wall. His skull connects with stone, and he drops.The oth

Dimitri's POVMy attention snaps back to the stranger when he pulls my pup closer to his chest and takes a small step backward.A growl rumbles in my throat.My nostrils flare as I catch his scent, and my entire body tenses.A vampire.My eyes narrow, fixing on the boy holding my son. He doesn't run or lower his gaze. If anything, his arms tighten around Augustus as he stares back at me with a determination I wouldn't expect from someone his age.I bare my teeth, warning him to keep his distance.He doesn't budge.Something about his expression gives me pause. There is fire in his eyes. He looks ready to protect the child in his arms, even if that means standing against me.Then I notice the way he cradles Augustus, supporting his head carefully and keeping him close to his chest. His hand rests protectively against my pup's back, and when Augustus shifts, the boy instinctively adjusts his hold to make him more comfortable.He cares about him.I can see it in the smallest of his movem

Dimitri's POVMy paws skid across the floor as terror tears through me.Terror, a feeling I was hardly familiar with until now.Athena is going down.For one horrifying instant, everything around me disappears from my awareness. I see only her wolf, the silver dagger buried deep in her chest, and the mutt standing over her with satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. Her legs buckle beneath her, and her body crashes against the floor, sending dust into the air.No.The word tears through my mind with such force that a thunderous howl erupts from me.My growl echoes through the room, loud enough to shake the air around us.The mutt turns toward me, but the sight of an approaching wolf barely interrupts his satisfaction. He lunges at Athena, his hand transforming into a claw as he reaches for her throat. His intention is clear. He wants to finish what he has started, to tear open her jugular while she lies helpless at his feet.He will never touch her again. No one will ever touch her again.

Asher’s POVThe infirmary doors come into view as I approach with Hailey at my side, Augustus resting against my shoulder. The pup has been restless since we left the packhouse, shifting in my arms and making small, uncomfortable sounds. I adjust him against my chest, keeping one hand behind his head while the other supports his back.I should have left him with someone I trust. It would have been the sensible choice, considering what waits for me inside this building. Yet the thought of handing him over to another person has been difficult to entertain, and my wolf is even less willing to consider it. He has made his position clear from the moment I picked Augustus up. The pup stays with us.So he does.Hailey walks close beside me, her attention moving between Augustus and the entrance ahead. She hasn't questioned my decision. She knows better than to mistake my silence for uncertainty, and she understands why I want the child within reach. Whatever happens beyond those doors, Augus