Rejecting the Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Chapter 2 - Maxton BergmontMaxton Bergmont, the Alpha King of the Western region, moved with a commanding grace through the guests. At 6 feet 7 inches, his towering presence was impossible to ignore. Black hair framed his chiseled features, while his piercing emerald eyes scanned the crowd with a mixture of authority and coldness. His well-defined physique was evident even beneath his tailored attire, exuding both strength and power. As he shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, the deep rumble of his voice and the confident set of his shoulders conveyed a leader who was both respected and feared. Each greeting, each well-wish was met with a nod or acknowledgment, not a smile nor a hint of joy could be seen on his face. He, himself, was against the Royal Tryst because he did not want to find his mate, he saw it as a weakness, a worthless concept that was formed millenniums ago. For him, a mate is a weakness that would only endanger his position and his life. He preferred not to know

Chapter 4 - Banished From The PackGeorgia continued on her way, not wanting to stay too long in the forest, she withdrew her phone from the hidden pocket of her dress and continued on the main road, following the arrows on the map. She ran for another few hours until she had reached her pack’s land. It was already past 4 AM, and she continued walking through the woods to arrive at her parents’ house faster. Their house stood a few hundred meters away from everybody else in the pack, surrounded by thick woods and almost secluded from the community. But this was because Georgia was born, her parents decided to build a home far from everybody else to conceal her secret, but as part of the pack still, they did not completely break away from everybody. Everyone knew their existence and acknowledged it, but no one remained close enough to them. Her parents feared that she would be found out.“No,” she ran as fast as she could when she saw in the distance the bright fiery flames consuming h

Chapter 6 - Maddening Addiction“Would you want to try a pair of sunglasses instead? People here in the city might… you know, get curious with your blindfold,” Lena glanced at her, seeing her soiled clothes and dirtied blindfold. “Here, you can have it if you want.” Lena handed Georgia her sunglasses.For a minute, Georgia hesitated. The blindfold slipped to her lap as she untied it and replaced it with dark sunglasses. She opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. High-rise buildings begin to dominate the skyline, their glass facades reflecting the early morning light. The streets are busy with people, some hurriedly making their way to work, others leisurely strolling with coffee cups in hand. The Northern Capital was a place unlike any Georgia had ever experienced. The scent of the city was an overwhelming mix of exhaust fumes, fresh bread from nearby bakeries, and the occasional whiff of flowers from market stalls. The roads were wider, the buildings taller, and the air humm

Chapter 8 - The Watcher“The woman was blind according to the information provided, correct?” a man in his thirties stood against a lamppost across a grocery store, a phone against his left ear as he watched Georgia through the glass wall of the store, taking a bag of goods she just paid. “Yes, you have been watching her all this time and now you are asking?” a harsh voice snapped over the phone, laced with irritation. “Of course, she’s blind! She wears a blindfold due to her disgusting eyes.”“Really? It has been weeks and yet…” the man wondered, unsure whether he was fascinated that Georgia could function very well, or he was suspicious that she could do things on her own.“What? Come on Antler do not call me asking stupid questions!”“But she could do things well as if she is not blind.” Antler, the man who had been tasked to follow Georgia and report her every move to his boss, uttered in confusion, yet his voice was laced with suspicion. “Well, it was said that she was trained

Chapter 10 - The Purple DrugGeorgia made her way through a narrow alley on her route back from a stroll. The day was cloudy, casting a dim, gray light that made the shadows stretch longer, causing an uncanny look in the alleyway. She wore her sunglasses, as always, her cane tapping gently along the uneven pavement as she walked. Though she was pretending to be blind, her sharp eyes scanned her surroundings constantly. She had grown accustomed to the subtle shifts in the atmosphere, the change in the wind, the quiet rustle of leaves, the hurrying footsteps of people going about their day, and the whirring sound of cars, but today felt different.As she moved forward, she noticed a figure standing still, half hidden in the shadows near a wall. Georgia’s steps slowed, cautious. Today, she had not seen the man — Antler, who had been watching her, but she recognized the ragged old man before her. It was the same homeless man who had bumped into Antler at the grocery store last week. She r