All Chapters of Rejecting the Alpha King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22 - Perfect WeaponHarrion’s heart raced with anticipation as he watched her. The transformation was complete. After countless attempts and doses of the Soulbane drug, Georgia had finally become the hollow shell he needed her to be. She was now his, Harrion's to control, to command, to wield as a weapon against the man who had stolen his rightful throne."Pick up the dagger," Harrion Bergmont ordered, his voice smooth, almost gentle. On a nearby table, a gleaming silver dagger lay within reach, its blade sharp and deadly. Without a moment's hesitation, Georgia reached out, her fingers closing around the hilt of the dagger. There was no emotion in her movements, no indication that she understood the gravity of what she was doing. She was a vessel, a tool, devoid of will and thought."Now," Harrion Bergmont continued, his eyes narrowing as he leaned forward slightly, "stab the next person to you."For a brief moment, the room seemed to freeze. The scientists held their breath,

Chapter 24 - Suspicion"Something is not right."Maxton paced back and forth in his private study, his thoughts bothered, racing like a whirlwind. His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched tightly as he replayed the strange interactions with Georgia in his mind. The woman who had once been a fiery force, someone who was strong willed and had the guts to reject him without thinking of the consequences, someone he had known to be fearless and defiant, now seemed unnervingly calm and compliant. The way she carried herself, her subdued responses, it was all too perfect, too smooth. It did not sit well with him.“Was it because of her silver eyes being revealed?” Maxton muttered to himself, his gaze flicking to the old books scattered across his desk, each one opened to a page referencing the legendary power and allure of the silver eyed werewolves. “Could that be what made her act this way?”But even as he contemplated, his instincts told him it was not just that. There was something more,

Chapter 26 - Defiant NoMaxton stood in the hallway outside Georgia’s room, his hand hesitating over the doorknob. After his conversation with Tanner, he felt compelled to spend more time with her, to try to understand the woman she is and to understand what he truly feels towards her, to determine his next course of action. It was his way of searching for answers in the midst of his confusion, or perhaps it was something deeper — something he was reluctant to admit, even to himself.Taking a deep breath, he knocked lightly on the door before opening it. Georgia was sitting by the window, her gaze fixed on the gardens below, where she had explored the night before. She turned her head slightly at the sound of the door, offering him a soft, almost automatic smile that did not quite reach her eyes.“Good morning,” Maxton greeted, stepping into the room. “I was thinking we could go for a walk today. Get some fresh air.”Georgia nodded, standing gracefully. “Of course. That sounds nice.”

Chapter 28 - Greatest Weapon, Greatest ThreatHarrion Bergmont paced the dimly lit chamber, his fingers nervously tracing the edge of the Bloodstone Amulet around his neck. The room was cold, illuminated only by the flickering light of a few scattered candles, casting long shadows on the stone walls. The air was thick with tension, and his mind raced with the weight of his mistakes. The amulet, though powerful, was not the complete artifact he had once hoped it to be. Its energy was erratic, its influence over the hollowed shells unstable, and the realization that Georgia could fight back against his control had shaken him to his core.Voice low, almost a growl, Harrion muttered to himself, "I should have known… I should have anticipated this." He clenched his fists, his knuckles white from the pressure. He had underestimated the silver eyes, a mistake he could no longer afford. The power that coursed through Georgia was far greater than he had anticipated, and now, she was slipping t

Chapter 30 - Tip the Balance Scale“The Assembly of Sovereigns is fast approaching,” Queen Mother Poline began, her voice tinged with a mix of authority and impatience as she entered the grand hall of the palace. King Maxton, standing by the large arched windows, turned to face his mother, his expression unreadable. The tension between them was evident, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken expectations that had hung over them for years.“You must have chosen a Luna by now,” Poline continued, her tone hard and insistent. Her eyes, sharp and discerning, searched her son’s face for any sign of defiance. “It is not just about tradition, Maxton. The pack needs stability, and you need a partner to rule beside you. The Council will not wait.”Maxton’s jaw tightened, his gaze flickering with a mix of frustration and resignation. “Mother, I understand the importance of the Council,” he replied, his voice controlled, but there was an undercurrent of weariness in his tone. “But the situation