บททั้งหมดของ MATED TO THE REJECTED ALPHA : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

---*Chapter 11: One Room, One Bed, One Bond*“Absolutely not.”That was me. Standing in the hallway outside the Alpha’s quarters.“Absolutely yes,” Elder Voss said. “Until we understand this black bond, you two are a liability to the pack.”Kieran looked like he wanted to murder someone. Probably Voss. “She’s not staying in my room.”“The bond is unstable,” the elder cut him off. “The council voted. You will share quarters for 30 days. Guards outside the door. No leaving without permission.”30 days. One room. With the Alpha who bit me. With the Alpha who rejected my sister.My face burned. “This is a mistake.”“Then don’t make it worse,” Kieran said, finally looking at me. His golden eyes were exhausted. “Come on.”He opened the door.His room was huge. Bigger than the entire omega dorm. Black sheets. Weapons on the wall. A fireplace. And...One bed.King sized. But still. ONE.“Where am I supposed to sleep?” I asked.“The floor,” he said immediately. Too fast.“The couch,” I c

---*Chapter 13: Blood On Her Name*I thought carrying me out of the training room meant something.I was wrong.By lunch, the whole pack knew. "Alpha went feral.""Because of her.""She’s cursed. Like her sister."I kept my head down in the dining hall. The black mark was covered by a scarf now. It didn’t help.“She shouldn’t be here.”“Alpha’s losing his mind because of her.”“Send her to the rogues. With Mae.”The words cut deeper than claws.Then a tray hit the floor next to me.Tasha. “Oops,” she said sweetly. “Did I scare you, little rogue?”“I’m not a rogue.”“Not yet.” She leaned in. “But you will be. No one wants you here.”Before I could answer, a hand slammed down on the table.Kieran.He looked worse than this morning. Dark circles. Jaw clenched. But his eyes were clear. And they were on Tasha.“Apologize,” he said.Tasha laughed. “To her? Alpha, she’s the reason you almost killed three warriors—”“I said apologize.” His voice dropped. Dangerous.The entire hall went qu

---*Chapter 15: Blood, Bandages, and One Bed*We didn’t talk during the drive.Kieran’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel. Blood was still under his nails. Mine. His. I couldn’t tell.The silver lines around my mark pulsed every time he glanced at me.“Are you okay?” he asked finally. Voice rough.“No,” I said honestly. “But I will be.”He nodded and turned off the main road.Two hours later we stopped in front of a small cabin. Deep in the woods. No cell service. No pack.Just trees, snow, and us.“It’s pack property,” Kieran said, unlocking the door. “No one comes here in winter.”It smelled like pine and old wood. One room. One bed. One fireplace.Just like I knew it would be.Kieran dropped the bags and immediately started a fire. His hands were still shaking.“Sit,” I said.“What?”“Sit. Let me look at you.”He stared at me. “I’m fine.”“You’re not.” I pointed to his side. There was a cut. Deep. From one of the warriors.Kieran sighed and sat on the floor in front of the

---*Chapter 17: 365 Days*We didn’t sleep that night.Back inside the cabin, Kieran tore through every book, scroll, and old pack record he had hidden here.I sat on the floor with my laptop, searching everything. "Black bond" "Forced mate" "Moon curse"Nothing.Just legends. Warnings. "Black bonds consume the Alpha. 1 year. No exceptions."“Stop,” Kieran said finally. He slammed a book shut. “You’re going to make yourself sick.”I looked up. My eyes were red. “You’re going to die.”“Not if I can help it.”“How? Mae said the only way is—”“Don’t.” He crossed the room and knelt in front of me. Took my hands. “Don’t say it.”One of us has to die.The words hung between us anyway.“The silver lines,” I whispered, touching my neck. “They weren’t there before the attack. Maybe it means something.”Kieran’s thumb brushed over the mark. The silver glowed faintly at his touch.“I’ve never heard of silver in a black bond,” he said. “Maybe... maybe it’s changing. Maybe we can change it.”“Int

---*Chapter 19: Silver Fire*We drove for 6 hours.No talking. Just me, Kieran, and the silver mark burning on my neck.We stopped at another safe house. Smaller. No windows. Kieran locked every door. Twice.Then he turned to me.“Show me,” he said.“Show you what?”“What you did to Rafe.”My stomach dropped. “I don’t know how I did it.”“You will.” Kieran’s expression was serious. “Because if you don’t learn to control it, it’ll control you. Like it did to me.”Right. The feral day.“Okay,” I whispered.We went outside. Snow up to our ankles. Moon high.Kieran stood 10 feet away from me.“Think about the moment,” he said. “When you felt it.”“I was scared. You were hurt.”“Good. Use that.”I closed my eyes. Remembered Rafe’s teeth at Kieran’s throat.Remembered the pain through the bond.Remembered saying "I love her."Nothing happened.“Open your eyes,” Kieran said.I did.He had a knife.And he was dragging it across his palm.“KIERAN!”Blood welled.“Control it,” he said calmly