All Chapters of Rejecting the Alpha King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 82 - A LegendYenari remained silent as he listened to their stories, a silver eyed wolf, though indeed Georgia’s eyes were strikingly silver, they could still be mistaken. But Yenari had already heard it from her and Tehani before, the statements that Georgia made, the sins she had committed, the guilt that she was carrying to the point that she even regretted having a second chance at life. Despite all these, Yenari did not confirm or deny anything to the Le Roma merchants, instead, he just simply tilted his head slightly, encouraging the merchant to continue.“They say she was dangerous, powerful,” the merchant continued, his voice was almost a whisper, as if it would be a dangerous crime to speak about the silver eyed werewolf. “She was used by Harrion Bergmont, a traitor who tried to overthrow the Alpha King of the West. She led raids, massacred packs, destroyed everything in her path. They called her a perfect weapon, a beast... She was feared in Le Roma.”The two other

Chapter 84 - Stories from the Merchants“Saw who?” someone asked, only half interested as he took another gulp of his beer, and slammed the pint glass on the wooden table as he waited for an answer, expecting a story about a rare treasure or an unusual creature from a far off land.“The silver-eyed one,” the merchant replied, lowering his voice further, making the others at the table lean in. “The girl who vanished after the war. Georgia.”A silence fell over the group, and then, like a wave crashing against the shore, came a chorus of disbelief and confusion. “Georgia?” another merchant repeated, frowning. “The one who served under Harrion, the one who was rumored to have been killed?”“Yes,” the first merchant said, his

Chapter 86 - To Have Her No Matter What"Alive," he murmured, the word barely audible, as if testing its reality. A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes, too brief to catch. He did not dare let himself feel too much — he had been burned too many times before. But the word held weight, like a promise that he had been waiting for since the day she vanished.Tanner could sense the conflict within him, the way Maxton's rigid exterior fought to contain the resurgence of feelings he had long tried to bury. "Yes," Tanner said. "It is not just hearsay this time, Maxton."Maxton's jaw tightened, but he did not respond immediately. He did not want to hope — hope was dangerous, a treacherous thing that could shatter him if it proved false again. He had forced himself to become ruthless, and cold, the kind of leader his pack needed after

Chapter 88 - The Arrival"Chief, there's a ship — coming straight for the island."The words, breathless and urgent, snapped Yenari from his thoughts, putting down the falcon seated on his arm. “We are not expecting visitors,” Yenari uttered, his brows creased and his face stern, thinking that these uninvited, foreign guests might be bringing trouble to his island. “We saw the flag of the white ship, it is the Le Roma’s flag. And there is another one beneath it, blue, with a crest we don’t recognize."Yenari's jaw ticked. Le Roma? Here? Without warning? He stepped out of his hut, scanning the distant horizon. Sure enough, a sleek yacht was cutting through the waves, growing larger with each passing second as it got closer to the island. It glided across the water and many of the villagers gathered at the shore out of curiosity, asking themselves who was arriving for they were not informed that there would be incoming visitors of the island."Call the men," Yenari commanded sharply. "E

Chapter 90 - The Need to Feel HerMaxton’s hand moved to her arm, his fingers brushing her skin gently, and he could feel her shiver at the contact. He stepped even closer as he spoke softly to her, trying to comfort her in a way he could at the moment, to ease the burden she was carrying. He had already suspected before that she chose to disappear in a way that she had wanted to end her life because he had seen that that was the kind of girl she was, who was willing to save everyone by ending her life. He had seen it before when she cut her own arm and let herself bleed out in order to save him from her own hands, and she did it again, drowned herself, not only to escape her sins, but also to spare the Maxton and his region from getting attacked because of her, for as centuries had shown, silver eyed werewolves were and had always been hunted down, and she did not want to put Maxton and his region at risk of those attacks just because of her.“The war is over, Georgia. The region has