Semua Bab The Alpha's Rejected Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 10

The door locked behind her with a solid click.Sienna stood in the center of the room and listened to the scout’s footsteps fade down the hall. The east wing had not changed much. Same wide windows. Same dark wood floors. Same faint scent of pine resin that clung to everything in the pack house. Someone had left a lamp on low in the corner. The light threw long shadows across the bed and the low chair by the window.She did not sit.Rain still tapped against the glass. She walked over and looked out. The treeline was a dark wall beyond the cleared ground. Lights from the main hall glowed warmer and farther away. Somewhere in that direction Lucas was speaking to people who had once watched her kneel in the dirt.The bond sat heavy under her ribs. It did not ease with distance. If anything, the closed door made it sharper, like a wire pulled too tight.Sienna took off her wet jacket and hung it on the back of the chair. Her shirt clung to her shoulders. She left it. The cold did not bot

The dress they brought her was simple. Dark green. Long sleeves. No embellishment. Sienna put it on without comment. It fit well enough. Someone had remembered her size from five years ago, or they had guessed correctly.At six-forty a different scout knocked and waited in the hallway. She followed him downstairs.The main hall had been cleared for the gathering. Low lights. A long table near the windows. Two chairs set slightly apart at the head—Lucas’s usual place and the one beside it. Elena stood near the fireplace with a small group of senior wives, her posture perfect, her smile fixed.Conversation dipped when Sienna entered. She kept her steps even and her face neutral. The bond registered Lucas before she saw him. He stood near the far doors speaking with two of his enforcers. When he turned, his eyes found her immediately.He crossed the room without hurry.“Stay at my side,” he said quietly when he reached her. “Do not engage unless I speak first.”Sienna met his gaze. “I’m

Sienna stayed by the window long after the sound of vehicles faded.The grounds below looked the same as they had that morning—wet grass, dark tree line, a few younger wolves moving between the training area and the main path. Nothing about the ordinary view matched the sudden shift in the house. Orders had gone out. Doors had closed. The quiet that followed felt deliberate.She tested the bond the way she had learned to test it over the past days. It pulled long and thin in the direction of the eastern border. Lucas was moving fast. Focused. The usual low pressure under her ribs had sharpened into something closer to a warning.The office door opened without a knock.Elena stepped in first. Behind her stood two scouts Sienna did not recognize. Elena’s expression was controlled, but the tightness around her mouth gave her away.“You’re being moved,” Elena said.Sienna turned from the window. “To where?”“A different room. Closer to the main hall. Until the border situation is clear, t

Night settled over the grounds with a heavier quiet than usual.Sienna remained in the small room near the main hall. The lock stayed turned. Meals arrived on schedule. No one offered updates. The bond told her more than the silence did. Lucas moved through the house and out toward the border in short, focused intervals. Each return carried more tension than the last.She slept in pieces. Every shift in the bond pulled her half-awake.Just after midnight the door opened.Lucas stepped inside and closed it behind him. He did not turn on the light. The only illumination came from the narrow window and the thin strip of hallway light under the door. He looked worn in a way that had nothing to do with physical injury.“There’s been another incident,” he said.Sienna sat up. “Another scout?”“No. One of the storage sheds near the inner path. The lock was forced. Nothing taken that we can confirm, but the door was left open on purpose.” He stayed near the wall. “Whoever is doing this wants

The connecting door stayed closed.Sienna lay on the bed in the new room and stared at the ceiling. The bond sat shorter and heavier now that only a wall separated them. She could feel Lucas on the other side—awake, moving at intervals, the low current of his focus never fully settling.Sleep came in thin layers. Each time she drifted, some small shift in the bond pulled her back.Just after three in the morning a soft sound reached her from the hallway.Not boots. Not the measured pace of the internal watch.Sienna sat up. She crossed the room quietly and stood to the side of the main door, listening.A single set of footsteps stopped outside. There was a faint scrape, metal against wood, then silence. After a few seconds the footsteps moved on, lighter than before.She waited until the hallway had been still for a full minute. Then she returned to the bed and sat on the edge, pulse steady but elevated.The bond had changed. Lucas was no longer in his room. He was moving through the