《The Alpha King's Rejected Mate 》全部章節：第 171 章 - 第 180 章

LYDIAEven when I try, I can’t keep my eyes open. My head spins and my body feels weak. My skin burns, yet a chill runs through me that makes me tremble.“Stay with me,” Dex says over and over as he drives through the empty streets. His voice is urgent, shaking slightly. The sound of the city fades into nothing as he speeds through the night. It feels like the world has stopped existing—like it’s only the two of us left.He stops suddenly, leaves the bike behind, and carries me in his arms. His heart beats fast against my cheek. I can’t tell if it’s fear or desperation.“You’ll be all right,” he whispers, almost like he’s trying to convince himself.I force my eyes open and see faint lights in the distance—colored lamps that once glowed bright. The shapes are familiar.“Are we in…?”“City Hall Station,” Dex answers softly. “We’re almost home.”His words sound far away. I remember coming here once. It was a tour that cost me fifty dollars, and I loved every second of it. But there’s a

LYDIADex's hand settles gently against the hollow of my waist. He stops walking suddenly and pulls me close, his touch firm but careful, as though he's afraid I might disappear if he lets go. His other hand moves to my cheek, his thumb tracing slow circles against my skin. The simple movement sends shivers down my spine and makes my lips tingle.His gaze locks with mine-intense, pained, yet determined. There's so much emotion in his eyes that it roots me in place. I can't look away even if I want to."I know this doesn't make sense right now," he says quietly, his voice low and rough. "Baron played a cruel trick on us when he erased your memories. But you belong to me, Lydia. You always have. Just like I belong to you."My heart skips a beat. His words feel impossible, too much, too fast. Someone like him, so powerful and unreachable, saying I belong to him? It feels unreal."I want to believe you," I whisper, though my voice trembles. "But everything is just... confusing.""I know,"

LYDIA Calma’s voice is calm but warm as she speaks.“It’s probably all hard to understand right now, Lydia, but I promise we’ll help you make sense of everything soon.”Clara, standing just behind her, nods with quiet certainty. Both of them seem hopeful, their words meant to comfort me. But Linda and Dex don’t look convinced. Honestly, I’m not either. Everything feels too overwhelming to take in.Before I can gather my thoughts, a deep voice speaks from the doorway.“At what point did they decide to throw this party without inviting us?”I turn toward the sound. Two tall guys step into the room, both shirtless and almost as tall as Dex. One of them looks a lot like Calma—black hair, sharp eyes, pale skin, and a strong build. The other has dark, curly hair, storm-gray eyes, and full lips. He’s less muscular but carries himself with an easy, confident grace.“We’ve heard the story,” the black-haired one says. “Brad told us about Lydia’s situation. But I think we can save the introduct

LYDIA “It’s likely,” Gary finally says after a long silence. “Vampires do much more than just drain blood when they drink it.” His tone is grave, and the truth in his words sends unease through the room.“For all we know, Baron and his clan could be more dangerous now than ever,” Brad adds, his voice steady but filled with warning. His words pull every bit of hope out of the room.“We must act at once,” a council member declares.“That’s right. We should impose sanctions on Baron,” another insists.“No,” I say quietly. My voice may be low, but it carries through the silence. “We have to kill him.”Every gaze in the council chamber turns toward me. I sit still, refusing to back down. My voice doesn’t shake, and I mean every word.“What happened breaks every treaty we have. Baron didn’t just attack us—he kidnapped Lydia and drank her blood. That means he’s a threat to every race, not just ours. We need to stop him before it’s too late.”When I look at my mother, Gary, her lips are pres

LYDIA Slowly, I start to remember the dream. Calling it a dream doesn't feel right-it was too vivid, too real. But thankfully, that's all it was. A dream. Or at least, that's what I keep telling myself.The nightmare creeps back into my memory, every image, every sound still sharp in my mind. I tell Linda everything. As I speak, I can see the worry deepen in her eyes. Her expression hardens, and she leans forward, listening carefully."He said he can reach you through your dreams?" she asks quietly.I nod. "That's what it felt like. From what I understood, Baron says a bond has been created between us."Linda's face twists in disbelief. "That must be a side effect of him drinking your blood," she mutters, pacing the room. "Damn it, Lyd. This isn't good.""I know," I whisper, burying my face in my hands. "But what can I do? How do I stop him from slipping into my mind again?"Linda stays silent for a moment, lost in thought. Then she straightens suddenly, as if an idea just struck her