Rejected by My Alpha, Claimed by the Enemy의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

I slapped his hand away.The sound echoed in the quiet night, a sharp crack against his skin. Kael didn't flinch. He didn't even look surprised. He just watched me with those glowing gold eyes, his hand hovering in the air where I had pushed it away."Don't touch me," I spat. My voice was shaking, but I forced myself to meet his gaze. "I didn't cross the border for a new Alpha to claim me. I just wanted to be left alone.""You're bleeding, Elara," he said. His voice was a low rumble, vibrating in my chest. It didn't sound like Jason's voice—it wasn't cruel or mocking. It was steady. Final. "And you're in my territory. You are not alone anymore."My wolf stirred again. She was pacing inside my mind, frantic, pushing against my skin. Mate, she whispered. He smells like pine and snow. He is strong.Shut up, I told her. We just got rejected by our own Alpha. We don't need another one.Kael didn't wait for me to argue. He reached down, slid one arm under my knees and the other around my ba

“The True Heir to what?” I demanded.Kael’s hand was still on my face, his thumb burning a trail against my skin. He didn’t pull away, but his eyes darkened, the gold turning almost molten.“To the Moon Goddess’s bloodline,” he said, his voice dropping to a low rumble. “Your mother, Seraphina, wasn’t just a pack member. She was the last of the original High Priestesses. She fled Silver Creek when you were a baby to hide you from the other packs. She died to keep you a secret.”My stomach dropped. I remembered my mother. She had been gentle, her hands always smelling of herbs and rain. She had died when I was ten, leaving me with a father who barely looked at me and an Alpha who treated me like dirt.“You’re lying,” I whispered, though the power still humming beneath my skin told me he wasn’t. “If I was something special, why didn’t my wolf ever show it? Why was I the weakest in the pack?”“Because your mother bound your powers,” Kael said, pulling his hand away. The loss of his touch

The walk back to the Blackwood packhouse was nothing like the first time.Before, I had been a bleeding, broken omega draped over Kael’s arms, surrounded by hostile stares. Now, I walked on my own two feet, wrapped in Kael’s leather jacket, with the Alpha himself holding my hand.The pack gathered in the main hall. Vera was standing near the front, her face a mask of complicated emotions. As I passed her, she didn't sneer. She didn't even look at me with hatred. Instead, she lowered her head, baring her neck in a gesture of absolute submission.The rest of the pack followed. One by one, they dropped their gazes, bowing as we walked toward the staircase."Do you see that, Elara?" Kael murmured, his thumb tracing circles on the back of my hand. "They aren't bowing to me. They are bowing to you. You saved them from a war tonight.""They were terrified of me," I whispered back."Good," Kael said, his voice hardening. "A Luna should be respected. Fear is a good starting point. Loyalty will

Kael found me in the dark hallway an hour before dawn.I was staring out a window, watching the sky turn from black to bruised purple. I could feel the fury rolling off him before he even spoke."You are not doing this," Kael said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. He stepped in front of me, blocking my view. "I will fight the Council. I will go to war with every pack in this territory before I let you step into that arena.""Kael." I reached up, pressing my palm against his cheek. He was trembling. The terrifying, unshakeable Blackwood Alpha was actually trembling. "If you go to war, you will die. Your pack will be wiped out. And Jason wins.""I don't care about winning," he snarled, grabbing my wrists. "I care about you. The Trial of the First Moon hasn't been attempted in a thousand years. No one knows what's in there. It's suicide.""Then trust me," I whispered. "Trust the blood in my veins."He stared at me, his gold eyes agonized. Finally, he let out a harsh breath and pressed h

The Blackwood pack moved like a well-oiled machine.Within hours of Vera’s report, the courtyard was filled with the sounds of clashing steel and shifting bones. Warriors were packing supplies, sharpening blades, and saying goodbye to their families. The air was thick with the scent of determination and the heavy, metallic tang of impending bloodshed.I stood in the center of the war room, staring at the massive map spread across the oak table."You should be resting," Kael said, walking up behind me. He was already dressed in black tactical gear, a heavy silver sword strapped to his back."And you should be explaining why you think you're leaving me behind," I replied, not turning around.I felt his hands land on my shoulders, his fingers digging gently into my muscles. "You just survived an ancient trial, Elara. Your body is still recovering. Besides, this is a rogue army. They fight dirty. I need you here, safe."I spun around, looking up at him. "I am the High Priestess of the Moo