Rejected By My Mate, Claimed And Pregnant For His Alpha. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

ELVINA’s POVI stood over Iris’s bed, gently pulling the yellow floral blanket up to her chin. Her small, even breaths filled the quiet bedroom, her tiny chest rising and falling in deep sleep. I brushed a stray strand of dark hair away from her forehead, kissing her temple softly. She looked so peaceful, completely blissfully unaware of the chaos swirling outside her room.Leaving her door cracked open, I crept down the dimly lit hallway into the small kitchen. Every bone in my body ached. The lingering horror of Agnes waving my OB-GYN appointment card in my face, combined with the dangerous flare of Iris's magic at the play, was tearing my nerves to shreds.I needed to calm down. I needed a cup of chamomile tea.I grabbed my favorite ceramic mug, the blue one Iris had hand-painted for my birthday, and set it on the counter beside the electric kettle. As I reached for the teabag, a strange, prickling heat raced down my arms. My fingers began to tremble violently.Not now, I prayed

ELVINA’S POVMy hands shook so violently on the steering wheel I could barely keep my car straight. The road leading up to the east ridge blurred through my tears as I pushed the engine past its limit.Not Iris. Please, sweet moon, not my little girl.A sudden wave of intense nausea hit me, so sharp and heavy I had to swallow back a heave. My stomach churned, and deep beneath my skin, a strange, burning heat flared in my veins. My wolf was supposedly locked away, yet my body felt like a pressure cooker ready to burst under the stress.My phone rang over the car speaker. I hit the screen with the heel of my palm. "Arthur?""Elvina, where are you?" his voice boomed, deep and steady through the speakers."I'm almost at the estate gates! I'm two minutes away!""Pull over when you see my SUV," Arthur commanded, his tone leaving zero room for argument. "Do not walk onto that property alone. I am already at the main driveway.""Arthur, he has my daughter,""I know. And you are going to wal

ELVINA’S POVThe heavy double doors of Arthur’s executive suite didn’t merely open; they slammed against the polished mahogany frame as I shoved through them, the force of my entrance ringing through the soundproofed room like a gunshot.Arthur didn’t even flinch.He sat behind his massive, custom-built tempered-glass desk, framed by a floor-to-ceiling panoramic view of the skyline. Perfectly tailored in a charcoal suit, impeccably composed, and entirely infuriating, he was holding a gold fountain pen over a thick financial dossier. He didn't look like a man who had just dismantled an entire hospital administration before breakfast; he looked like a king casually managing his empire."You had no right," I spat, my voice vibrating with a raw, burning fury that stripped away every ounce of professional decorum I possessed.I marched across the gleaming marble floor, my heels clicking like a countdown timer. With a harsh, decisive snap, I unclipped the blue lanyard from my neck and slam

ELVINA’S POVThe noise coming from the main gates sounded like a pack of starved animals.Even with Arthur’s media blackout in full effect, a rogue cluster of reporters and long-lens photographers had managed to swarm the outer fence. They were desperate for a single shot of the "human gold-digger" who had supposedly tricked the Alpha. I had only stepped into the courtyard garden for five minutes to let Iris get some fresh air, but the second a camera flashed through the security hedge, everything went to hell."Is it true you used your kid to trap Alpha Thornridge?!" a reporter screamed through a bullhorn, his voice echoing off the stone driveway. "Did the medical board pull your license for negligence, or did you just quit?!"Beside me, Iris froze. She grabbed the hem of my sweater, her small body trembling violently."Hey, ignore them, sweetie," I murmured, dropping to my knees and pulling my heavy coat around her small shoulders. I pulled the collar up to hide her face, but whe

ARTHUR’S POVI was still in the subterranean war room, flexing my hand inside the tight leather glove to dull the burning heat of the mark, when Zach’s terminal let out a sharp, double-pitched chime.Zach didn't say a word at first. His fingers flew across his keyboard, bringing up a live feed of encrypted access logs from the pack’s central vault. The pale blue glare of the monitors caught the hard, flat line of his jaw."Arthur," Zach said quietly, his eyes following the bright red security flags creeping up the monitor. "Corvin isn't just giving Felix coffee and a chat. He just logged Felix into the pack's historical archives under guest clearance."I turned away from the digital map console, my eyes narrowing. "The deep archives? Felix shouldn't be allowed near an old land title, let alone the ancestral vaults.""He's not down there in person—Corvin is pulling the files on his authority," Zach said, hitting a key to mirror the search queries across the central wall display. "Loo