Semua Bab Rejected: Mated to Another Alpha: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Xander’s POVThe acrid scent of blood and burning wood filled the air, a grim reminder of the battle we had just survived. The Ancient Rogue City lay behind us, its silence far more unsettling than the chaos that had erupted just moments ago. The weight of what had happened pressed against my chest, but there was no time to reflect. We had to leave now.Simone stepped forward, her hands glowing faintly as she conjured a shimmering veil of energy around us. “This should keep us hidden long enough to escape the rogue warriors hunting us down,” she murmured, her voice laced with exhaustion. Sweat clung to her brow, but she pushed forward without complaint.Alison, however, was another story. She was barely standing, her body trembling from the aftermath of her first shift. Her silver-white fur shimmered under the moonlight, a sight both mesmerizing and concerning. She had unlocked something ancient, something powerful but right now, she was weak, her strength flickering like a dying

Xander’s POV"You really think you can just… what? Nearly die and then brush it off like it’s nothing?"The words tear out of me before I can stop them, bouncing off the walls with more force than I intended. I don’t care.Alison’s lying in bed, her skin pale against the dark sheets, shadows clinging beneath her eyes. She looks fragile… too fragile. But even now, with barely enough strength to sit up, she’s staring at me like I’m the one being unreasonable.“Xander, please…” Her voice is soft, strained, but it still digs under my skin.I can’t sit. I can’t even stand still.Instead, I pace the room, each step heavy, the frustration clawing at me like wildfire. My hands are fists at my sides, knuckles white, the air thick with everything I want to say but can’t figure out how to.“Don’t please me, Alison,” I snap, stopping short of the bed. My heart’s racing too fast, chest tight like it’s about to crack open. “You almost died. Do you get that? Do you even realize what the hell you did

Alison’s POVThe soft morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, wrapping the room in a golden haze. I stirred, warmth still lingering in my chest from the night before. My body ached in the best possible way… a sweet, heavy soreness that made me want to stay tangled in these sheets forever.I shifted slightly, my bare skin brushing against his, and I smiled. Xander’s arm was draped lazily over my waist, his breathing deep and even, his chest rising and falling against my back. I tried to ease away, careful not to wake him, but his grip tightened like steel.“Where do you think you’re sneaking off to?” His voice was husky, low, that perfect mix of groggy and dangerous.I laughed softly, feeling the vibrations of his words against my spine. “I wasn’t sneaking. I was just… ”“Don’t lie to me my love,” he cut in, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “You were absolutely sneaking.”I tilted my head back, still caught in his hold. “Maybe I was. But someone has to be productive ar

Alison’s POVThe morning air was thick with tension, an invisible force pressing down on my chest as I packed the last of my things. My fingers tremble slightly as I folded a shirt and placed it into my bag. Today was the day. The day we’d finally meet Kendrick.I glanced over at Xander, who stood by the closet, shifting through his few clothes with an unusual level of focus. Normally, he didn’t give a damn about what he wore, but today, even he seemed unsettled. Maybe it was the weight of uncertainty pressing down on both of us. Kendrick was not the type to surrender to diplomacy, not after everything that had happened between us. What had changed?As I shoved a pair of boots into my bag unsure when we would be back, I couldn’t ignore the gnawing fear that had been clawing at my insides ever since this meeting was set. My wolf, Maya, had been eerily silent ever since my transformation. It was as if she had vanished into the void, leaving me alone when I needed her the most. If someth

Alison’s POVThe scent of roasted meat and fresh bread filled the air as we sat around the long dining table. Alpha Cranswell had gone out of his way to prepare a feast, but despite the generous spread before us, I found my appetite lacking. My mind was too tangled in thoughts of the curse, Kendrick’s sudden change of heart, and the foreboding feeling that curled in my stomach like a warning.I picked at my food absentmindedly, watching as Kendrick sat at the far end of the table, quiet, almost distant. He looked thinner, his features drawn, as if something unseen was slowly siphoning the life out of him. He barely touched his food either, but I wasn’t about to waste my energy feeling sympathy for a man who had spent years hunting us down.Still, something felt… off.Breaking the silence, I turned to Alpha Cranswell, my voice steady but laced with curiosity. "Alpha, how is it that your pack hasn't been attacked by the curse yet?"Across the table, Simone stilled, her eyes snapping to