All Chapters of Rejecting the Heir, Fxxking the Alpha's Father: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Why did I leave?" I repeated, my eyes darkening with the cold sting of betrayal. "Probably because the Alpha of my heart decided his loyalty belonged to a rogue instead of his bonded mate."Dominic shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat, the scent of regret briefly clouding his dominance. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Look, Aria. How about I introduce you to a few other warriors from the neighboring packs? Strong, capable Alphas."My eyes widened. "A few?""I mean elite colleagues within the legal pack," he clarified quickly, his scent turning defensive. "I'm not suggesting you juggle a whole den of men. Look at Graham Cole, the strategist signing with us today. His mate used to be his coworker before she settled into the pack-mother role full-time."Dominic seemed pleased with his own logic, thinking he’d successfully pivoted from his own failures to a new hunt for my future. I just stared at him, bewildered. Since when did my stoic, cold-blooded father

"Idiot," Dustin Reed snarled, his eyes locked on his silver communication device, his scent spiking with pure agitation.Peter Draven lifted his head from the shadows of the booth, his silver eyes flashing with a predatory gleam. "What is it now, Dustin?"Dustin bared his teeth, the sound a low rattle in his throat. "Stop nursing that whiskey. Lena is down on the main floor flirting with a litter of omega models. And Ethan’s little runaway mate is right there with her. Lena is absolutely finished when the High Alpha hears of this."The atmosphere in the private suite plummeted. Peter’s expression hardened, a winter storm brewing behind his gaze. For a heartbeat, the air in the room felt too thin to breathe. "Repeat that name.""Aria Stone," Dustin grunted. "The one from the Legal Pack. The female meant to mark Ethan at the next full moon—"Before Dustin could even finish the sentence, Peter was a blur of motion. He didn't take the stairs; he vaulted over the mahogany railing of the ba

"The enclosure just malfunctioned, and I felt my wolf spiraling in the dark," I confessed, feeling the heat rise to my neck as the shame of my vulnerability clawed at me.From the driver’s seat of the Alpha Vehicle, Peter’s silver eyes locked onto mine through the rearview mirror, his predatory intensity making my skin tingle. "Claustrophobia, Aria?"I tightened my grip on my knees, my knuckles white. "Something like that. My wolf doesn't handle being caged well."Lena, unaware of the trauma lingering in my scent, leaned in with genuine worry. "Aria, when did your wolf become so sensitive to small spaces?"It was a scar usually left by deep psychological trauma or a botched first shift, and Lena couldn't fathom what could have broken someone as resilient as me."Enough. We’re taking you to the pack healers first," Peter interjected, his voice a low vibration that cut through the thick tension."No healers. Just drop me at my den so I can go to ground," I insisted, my inner wolf baring

In a mere heartbeat, Peter placed one hand on the ledge and, with a fluid motion, swung himself over as if it were the easiest thing in the world for an Alpha.Once outside the villa, he opened his arms wide, a reassuring smile gracing his lips. "Jump."This time, I leaped without hesitation, a surge of exhilaration coursing through my veins. Despite the disheveled appearance I knew I had, an inexplicable thrill washed over me as I landed safely in his embrace.Peter half-embraced my waist, his voice low and commanding. "Let’s go. Get in the vehicle."The sleek black Range Rover was waiting just off the road, its polished surface gleaming under the moonlight. By the time the bodyguards caught up, all they could see was a plume of exhaust smoke trailing down the street, a ghost of our hurried escape.I placed a hand on my chest, my breath coming in quick bursts. "Alpha Peter, thank you for rescuing me today."Inside the car, Peter’s thin lips curled into a subtle smile beneath his prom

Lila sat in the front row, her wolf purring with a sickening smugness. She didn’t flinch at the thick tension vibrating through the Moon Council Hall.Seems Aria still has a soft spot for that old Matriarch, Lila thought, her scent laced with sarcasm.Earlier that morning, Lila had sent an Omega to the healer’s wing and confirmed Aria had been there all night.Her heart’s always been her weakest link, Lila mused, a hint of satisfaction creeping into her eyes.Outside the Council Hall, Peter Draven sat in his black Alpha vehicle, the air inside the cabin cold and heavy. Lena’s link flickered in his mind: [Uncle Peter, are you coming? The High Priest is waiting.]He kept his gaze lowered, his silver eyes fixed on the dark screen of his phone.Should I go in? Should I really watch her pledge her spirit to a whelp like Ethan? Peter questioned, his inner wolf pacing with restless aggression.He leaned back, closing his eyes, staying as still as a statue. Finally, his driver, Graham, couldn