All Chapters of Rejected By The Beta, Claimed By The Alpha King: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Challenging the Alpha Queen #74 - Amelia

The corridor stretched before us like a familiar dream as Lukas supported me with a steady arm. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else, wobbly and uncertain after fourteen hours of unconsciousness. The simple act of walking from the medical wing to our bedroom required more concentration than it should have, but I refused to be carried. Whatever revelations awaited me about my past, about Amala Luna Velasco, I would face them standing on my own two feet, not cradled in my mate’s arms like a child.“You’re stubborn,” Lukas murmured, his voice warm against my hair.I managed a tired smile. “You’re just figuring this out now?”His chuckle vibrated through the arm supporting me, the sound more comforting than he could possibly know. After being trapped in Sera’s nightmare visions, hearing Lukas laugh felt like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.Our bedroom door stood open when we reached it, someone having anticipated our arrival. Inside, fresh clothes had

Challenging the Alpha Queen #75 - Lukas

I watched Amelia’s face as she absorbed what the elders were telling her, catching every subtle shift in her expression, the widening of her eyes, the tightness around her mouth, the slight furrow between her brows.My mate had always been skilled at maintaining a mask of calm, but I’d learned to read the emotions she tried to hide. Right now, beneath her careful composure, she was reeling. The revelation that she truly was Amala Luna Velasco, the subject of prophecy, smuggled away as a child, had shaken her in ways even the Voice’s mental invasion hadn’t managed to do. I squeezed her hand beneath the table, letting her feel my presence, my support.Amelia’s fingers tightened around mine, her knuckles white with pressure. When she spoke, her voice was steady despite the storm I could feel brewing within her.“So... why did I shift late?” she asked, her emerald eyes fixed on Alara’s violet ones. “If I’m this prophesied copper wolf, why didn’t I shift until I was eighteen?

Challenging the Alpha Queen #76 - Amelia

I wiped at my eyes with the back of my hand, embarrassed by the tears that had escaped despite my best efforts to contain them. The whipping was ancient history, a pain I’d buried beneath layers of newer memories, yet speaking it aloud in this room, before these elders who claimed to have smuggled me to safety as a child, made it fresh again. I took a steadying breath, forcing myself past that old wound to the question that had been burning inside me since Sera first called me Amala Luna Velasco.“So do you know my actual parents?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt. “My birth parents?”Orion and Alara exchanged a glance loaded with meaning I couldn’t decipher. Something passed between them, a silent communication born of decades together, perhaps, before Orion turned back to me with gentle eyes.“Really, child, we are your parents.”I froze, the words not making sense at first. “What do you mean, ‘really’?”Alara leaned forward, her unusual violet eyes holdi

Challenging the Alpha Queen #77 - Amelia

I woke to the steady rhythm of Lukas’s heart beneath my ear, his arms wrapped around me like a fortress against the world. Morning light filtered through the curtains, painting our bedroom in soft gold that seemed to push back the shadows of yesterday’s revelations. Amelia Blackwood. Amelia Volkov. Amala Luna Velasco. The names tumbled through my mind like stones in a river, each one catching the light differently, each one a piece of who I was, or who I might become.Lukas’s fingers traced lazy patterns on my bare shoulder, telling me he was awake without words. I tilted my head to find his ice-blue eyes already watching me, corners crinkled with a smile that hadn’t quite reached his lips.“Good morning, my Queen,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my forehead that lingered like a promise.“Morning,” I replied, my voice still rough with sleep. I shifted slightly, testing my body

Challenging the Alpha Queen #78 - Amelia

The private dining room glowed in the morning light, casting warm patterns across the polished wood table where Elder Alara and Elder Orion waited. They rose in unison as Lukas and I entered, their eyes widening slightly at the crown nestled in my copper hair. I felt a flutter of nerves beneath my ribs, not from their scrutiny, but from the weight of history about to unfold. Yesterday, I’d been too exhausted to fully process their revelations. Today, with the crown’s gentle pressure against my temples, I couldn’t hide from who I truly was, or from the forces that had been manipulating my destiny since before I could walk. “Alpha Queen Amelia,” Elder Alara greeted, her unusual violet eyes lingering on my crown with unmistakable satisfaction. “The new crown suits you well.” “Alpha King Lukas,” Elder Orion added with a formal nod to Lukas. “Thank yo

Challenging the Alpha Queen #79 - Lukas

I watched Amelia as the elders spoke, studying every subtle shift in her expression, each tightening of her jaw, each momentary furrow of her brow. My mate had always been skilled at maintaining a mask of composure, but I’d learned to read the emotions she tried to hide. Right now, beneath her careful control, she was processing something monumental. The revelations about her birth, about Amala Luna Velasco, had clearly shaken her, but there was more. Something she needed to know but couldn’t quite bring herself to ask.Alara noticed too, her violet eyes warming with understanding as she studied my queen. “You want to know what your birth means, my Queen?” she asked, her voice gentle.Amelia gave a small, almost hesitant smile. “I’ve imagined so many scenarios over the years,” she admitted. “So many reasons or events that could have led to me ending up with Marcus and Elena. But just appe

Challenging the Alpha Queen #80 - Amelia

The private meadow stretched before us, a swathe of green bordered by ancient trees that provided perfect privacy from the palace windows. I walked beside Lukas, our shoulders nearly touching, as we led the elders along the well-worn path from the palace to the clearing. Behind us, Nico and Dominic followed in silent formation, along with a full contingent of royal guards positioned strategically throughout the forest perimeter. Despite the apparently peaceful setting, the atmosphere remained tense, alert, everyone aware of the threat the Voice still posed.The shifting shack stood at the meadow’s edge, a simple wooden structure we’d erected specifically for privacy during transformations. I ducked inside first, the familiar space smelling of pine and the essential oils we used to keep the clothing racks free of insects. I stripped quickly, hanging my clothes on the hooks mounted on the wall, before stepping back to the doorway.

Challenging the Alpha Queen #81 - Amelia

Two days passed before Elder Maren arrived, her silver-white hair swept into a severe bun that emphasised her sharp, ink-dark eyes. I’d spent those two days walking the palace grounds with Lukas, letting him fill in the gaps of my missing history, trying to make sense of who, or what, I truly was. But questions still hung in the air between us, unanswered and heavy with implication. The crescent moon pendant at Elder Maren’s throat caught the light as she entered the reading room, the small space suddenly feeling smaller with five people crowded around the ancient oak table.The reading room had always been my favourite space in the palace. Tall windows lined the eastern wall, streaming morning light across polished shelves and worn leather armchairs. Books towered from floor to ceiling, ancient volumes in languages few could still read, their spines cracking with age. It felt appropriate to discuss prophecies in a room steeped in so much history.“You must be Amala Luna,” Elder Maren

Challenging the Alpha Queen #82 - Lukas

Amelia‘s hands suddenly slapped over her temples, her fingers pressing hard enough to leave marks on her pale skin. The room went silent as her head dropped forward, copper hair falling across her face like a curtain. A sound escaped her, somewhere between a whimper and a gasp, her lips forming words too soft for me to catch at first. Then her voice rose, desperate and shaking. “No, no, no, no. I won’t do it, Sera.” My breath froze in my lungs as her eyes squeezed shut, pain evident in every line of her body.I moved without thinking, pushing back from the table so quickly my chair nearly toppled. I pulled her against my chest, one arm around her waist, the other cradling the back of her head. Her body was rigid with tension, muscles locked as if fighting against invisible restraints.“Amelia,” I murmured against her hair. “I’m here. You’re safe.”But she couldn’t hear me, or if she could, the words weren’t getting through. Her voice continued, broken phrases tumbling from her lips. “

Challenging the Alpha Queen #83 - Amelia

I sat on the stone balcony of our bedroom, my arms wrapped around my knees, watching dusk bleed into night across the palace grounds. The crown was gone, set aside on the bedside table, its weight a reminder I couldn’t bear right now. My mind still felt raw, scraped clean by Sera’s intrusion, her voice and her visions leaving ghost images behind my eyelids every time I blinked.The elders had left quickly after the incident, their faces drawn with concern, promises to research more effective protections against the Voice’s mental invasion trailing in their wake. But I’d seen the truth in their eyes—they had no answers, no magic solution for what was happening to me. Whatever protection I’d built when I’d slammed the door in Sera’s face, it hadn’t been enough to keep her out permanently.My fingers still tingled with the phantom sensation of that silver dagger’s hilt, the one from Sera’s vision now made f

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