All Chapters of The Alpha King Rejected Me, Then Begged For my Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The journey back to the Vale estate felt longer than it had any right to be. Elias sat rigidly inside the carriage, staring through the window at the dark streets of the capital while the events of the evening continued to replay inside his mind.He could still feel the spirit warmth of the mate bond beneath his skin, even though Cassian had rejected him before the entire royal court. His wolf had recognized the Alpha King without hesitation, and that recognition had been so powerful that Elias could not convince himself it had been a mistake. Whatever existed between them was real, yet Cassian had looked at him as though their bond was something dangerous that needed to be destroyed.What troubled Elias even more was the expression he had seen in the king’s eyes. Cassian had not looked disgusted when he rejected him. He had looked afraid. There had been something almost desperate beneath his cold expression, something that made Elias wonder whether the king knew a truth that everyone

The forest exploded with the sound of snapping timber and guttural snarling. Shadows detached from the dark treeline, surging toward the estate masked rogues, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent."Inside! Now!" Cassian roared.He grabbed Elias by the wrist, his touch searing, a bolt of violent electricity shooting straight through Elias’s veins. The sheer magnitude of the mate bond crashed over them, thick with raw instinct and the suffocating scent of dark cedar, ozone, and unbridled Alpha power. Elias gasped, his father grabbing his mother and retreating deeper into the estate as Cassian slammed the heavy double doors shut, throwing the iron bolt into place just as bodies smashed against the exterior wood.The house trembled. Outside, steel clashed against steel as Cassian’s royal guards met the assault.Cassian turned, shoving Elias back into the dim hallway, pinning him against the wall. His broad chest rose and fell heavily, his eyes completely consumed by the blackness of

The message lay on the table between Elias and Cassian, its black seal broken and its final sentence echoing through the silent room. Elias had read it three times, hoping the words would change, but they remained the same. Somewhere beyond the northern border, a young Alpha carrying the Vale name had declared himself the rightful heir of the First Bloodline, and he wanted Elias delivered to him in chains. For twenty-three years, Elias had believed he was an only child. He had grown up with the quiet grief of parents who refused to speak about the baby they had lost, never imagining that the missing child might still be alive. Now that his brother had finally appeared, Elias should have felt relieved, but the demand for his imprisonment turned that relief into something darker. “Perhaps the man who sent this message is lying,” Cassian said, watching Elias carefully. “He could be an impostor using your family name to gain access to the palace or challenge my throne. We cannot assum

For several seconds, Elias could not understand what Queen Mother Isolde had said. The words seemed to hang above the throne like a death sentence, impossible to ignore and too terrible to accept. He stared at the woman who had ruled the palace beside her son, searching her face for some sign that she had misspoken, but the trembling in her hands and the fear in her eyes told him otherwise. “You ordered them to kill me?” Elias asked. His voice sounded strangely calm, and that frightened him more than if he had screamed. All his life, he had believed his troubles came from being ordinary, from having little money, and from falling in love with a man who could never accept him. Now he was learning that someone had wanted him dead before he had even taken his first breath. Isolde pressed her fingers against the arms of her chair. “You do not understand what was happening twenty-three years ago. The kingdom was on the verge of civil war, and the prophecy warned that the return of the F

Elias stared at the ancient crown inside the wooden case, struggling to understand how a single object could threaten the lives of seven kingdoms. Its blackened silver surface looked older than anything he had ever seen, yet the pale stone at its center pulsed like a living heart. Every time the light brightened, the pendant around his neck responded, sending warmth through his chest. “If the crown can choose a king, why has it remained hidden beneath the palace for so long?” Elias asked. Master Alaric closed the case. “Because the last time it was worn, the First Bloodline was betrayed. The crown's power became unstable, and the kingdoms nearly destroyed one another. Your ancestors hid it until the rightful heirs could return.” “And you decided who would survive until then?” Kael demanded. The silver mark beneath his skin had returned to its usual brightness, but the anger in his eyes remained. “You took me from my family, bound my power, and made me believe everyone I loved was d