Todos os capítulos de The Alpha Who Rejected Me: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 11 Christian's POV — Flashback "It's a girl, Christian." Amelia's voice reaches me the moment I step into the delivery room. For a second, I simply stand there. I don't move. I don't breathe. I just stare. Then my eyes find her. My daughter. My little girl. Wrapped carefully in a white blanket, sleeping peacefully in Amelia's arms. Something inside my chest shifts. I have faced enemies. I have stood before powerful Alphas. I have fought creatures that humans don't even know exist. But nothing prepares me for this. Nothing prepares me for seeing my child for the first time. I slowly walk toward them. "She's beautiful." Amelia smiles weakly. "She is." I look down at the tiny face. Her little fingers move beneath the blanket. Her eyes remain closed. She looks so peaceful. So innocent. So unaware of the world waiting outside these walls. I gently touch her cheek with one finger. "She looks just like you, Amelia." My wife laughs softly. "Everyone says newborns look

Chapter 13 Eleanor's POV I sit completely still. The strange growl inside my head disappears as quickly as it came. But the fear remains. "Dad," I whisper. "What was that?" He doesn't answer immediately. Instead, he looks at Mom. They exchange another one of those silent conversations I've seen all evening. I hate it. I hate being the only person in the room who doesn't understand what's happening. "Stop doing that," I say. Dad looks at me. "Doing what?" "Looking at each other like you already know everything." Mom reaches for my hand. "We do." I pull my hand back. "Then tell me." Dad nods. "You deserve the truth." I wait. He takes a breath. "After the Armageddon War, the surviving supernatural beings realized that hiding individually wasn't enough." "So what did they do?" "They came together." "Everyone?" "Not everyone at first." He pauses. "But eventually, the major supernatural communities understood that survival depended on cooperation." "What did they create?" "An organ

Chapter 15 Ethan's POV The only thing I want tonight is silence. Well, as much silence as I can get while living in a frat house. Someone is yelling downstairs. Someone else is laughing in the hallway. Music is playing from one of the rooms, and every few minutes, I hear someone opening and slamming the refrigerator. Normally, none of it bothers me. Tonight, I barely notice. I'm sitting in my room with my back against the headboard, controller in my hands, completely focused on the game playing across my television. My eyes follow every movement on the screen. My fingers move automatically. I've been playing for almost an hour. "Come on." I lean forward. "Yes!" I win the round. I drop my head back against the wall with a satisfied smile. Beside me, Serena is lying across the bed. She's scrolling through T****k, occasionally laughing at something on her phone. "What are you laughing at?" I ask without looking away from the screen. "Nothing." "That means it's probably stupid."

Chapter 17 Eleanor's POV College had somehow started feeling different. Not because my classes had changed. Not because my professors had suddenly become nicer. And definitely not because I had magically become a morning person. Everything around me simply looked different. I walked across Georgia State University with my backpack hanging over one shoulder, watching students rush between buildings, laughing with their friends, arguing over assignments, and complaining about professors. A week ago, I would have thought nothing of it. Now, I couldn't stop noticing things. The sounds were louder. The scents were stronger. Sometimes I could hear conversations that were happening much farther away than they should have been. A guy walking behind me was talking about an exam I hadn't even heard about. Two girls sitting on a bench were whispering about someone's breakup. Somewhere across the courtyard, I could hear a basketball bouncing against concrete. It was exhausting. And fascinati

Chapter 19 Eleanor POV I woke up to the sound of my alarm. For a few seconds, I just stared at the ceiling, completely unwilling to move. Morning had arrived far too quickly. I groaned and reached for my phone on the bedside table, silencing the alarm before it could wake Amaya. Actually, Amaya wasn't even in the room. She had probably already left for one of her early classes. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. Today was supposed to be normal. Class. Assignments. Lunch. Maybe coffee. Then back to the dorm. Simple. Normal. Exactly what I needed. I threw my blanket aside and stood up. Then I heard it. Wake up. You're going to have a long day. I froze. My hand remained halfway toward my closet. I looked around the room. Nothing. "Okay…" I waited. Nothing happened. I frowned. Maybe I was still half asleep. I walked toward my closet. Then the voice came again. I said you're going to have a long day. I stopped. My heart jumped. "Who said that?" Silence. I slowly turned around. The