All Chapters of Reborn As The Alpha King’s Rejected Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lila's POVThe western road was quieter than I expected.Once we left the settlement behind, the sounds of merchants and travelers gradually disappeared. The road narrowed as it stretched toward the hills, surrounded by tall grass and trees that swayed gently with the morning breeze.Elias rode beside me like a shadow.At this point, I was beginning to wonder if he had forgotten that horses could travel in front of each other."You know," I said, glancing at him, "You don't have to stay beside me the entire time.""I know.""You can ride ahead.""I could.""But you won't." I sighed in resignation."No." He confirmed without an ounce of shame or disagreement.I frowned."Why?"He looked at me as though the answer should have been obvious."Because I like it here." His eyes remained on me when he said that.I swallowed and I stared back at him. He chuckled and then gestured toward the road."I mean the road."I narrowed my eyes."That sounded suspiciously like you were trying to convinc

Lila's POVIt had been seven days since I last saw Elias.Seven days.I told myself that wasn't a long time. It was enough time to get used to his absence just like what I had initially planned after rejecting him. It was enough time to remember what my life had been like before he started following me everywhere. Enough time to convince myself that I didn't miss him.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.The problem was that I had started noticing all the little things I used to ignore. And I had started getting used to his presence and constantly following me that now that he wasn't here…it felt almost–I shook my head to clear my thoughts.He probably didn't want to see me anymore. He must have realized that this constant chasing will lead him nowhere and that there were more suitable women in the kingdom that would want to be with him…like Clara. Because if he really wanted to see me…he would have already come, right?I sighed.Breakfast was quieter. There was no one stea

Lila's POVWhen I was a child, my mother always scolded me for being impatient and short tempered. I was quick to get mad. I easily lose interest. I was obedient when it came to her, but when it's for other things, I don't put any effort to be better.So, when we moved here and I met Elias, I was deeply challenged. I didn't want to give in. I didn't want to give him attention, but in the end, I caved. I caved more than I ever wanted. And I almost lose myself because of it. And today's incident reminded me again of how much control he has on me.Up even now. Even after I swore I would never love him again…By the time I returned home, I had almost forgotten how irritated I had been that morning.Almost.Elias had a way of doing that. He could turn an argument into a conversation, a conversation into laughter, and somehow make me forget why I had been angry in the first place.It was annoying, and, if I was being honest with myself, I didn't completely hate it. I opened the door to our

Lila's POV A week passed.A week of reading old records, asking careful questions, and trying to understand how Victor could have been connected to things no one seemed willing to talk about.I didn't find anything definite, but I found enough to make me uneasy.Victor had owned several properties outside Silvermoon. Some were businesses. Some were pieces of land. There were also records of payments made through organizations that no longer existed.Nothing was illegal on paper.That was the problem.Everything looked clean. Too clean. Whenever I found something interesting, the trail seemed to disappear, and every time it disappeared, I found myself wondering the same thing.How many things had Victor hidden? How many people had helped him? And how much of my first life had been built on lies I had never thought to question?I was still trying to find answers when Mother reminded me that we had somewhere to go that evening.A royal gathering.I almost refused, remembering what happe

Lila’s POVI was alone.Elias was summoned by the Alpha King, his father, to speak with several guests near the center of the ballroom. From the way the men waited for him, their expressions serious beneath their polite smiles, I assumed it was something related to royal affairs.“Try not to miss me too much.”Was his parting words to me.“Try not to flatter yourself too much.”His quiet laugh followed him as he walked away.I watched him join his father and the others, then quickly looked elsewhere when I realized I was still watching.This was becoming a problem.Not Elias himself, exactly, but the way he had begun slipping past the walls I'd spent so much time building. A few months ago, the thought of dancing with him would have been enough to make me happy for the rest of the evening. Now, even after everything that had happened between us, I was still thinking about the warmth of his hand against mine and the sincerity in his eyes when he said he wanted to be with me.It was rid