Semua Bab Rejected By My Mate. Claimed By His Disabled Brother.: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Kira’s POV ‘Kira, now is your chance to scream for help,’ my wolf urges, her voice trembling with fear. But I can’t because my throat feels locked by something deeper than fear. Luna Cassandra notices the panic rising in my eyes. Without missing a beat, she lifts her hand in a subtle gesture toward the guard. ‘Don’t let him in.’ And the guard nods, holding the door in place. Then she turns back, mouthing to the rest of the room, ‘No one makes a sound.’ The servants also nod silently and then she stands abruptly, her silk dress swaying as she glides to the door where her guard immediately opens it and closes. “Darling,” she calls into the hallway, her voice as sweet as honey. “Let’s talk outside. I need some fresh air—being cooped up all day planning Damian's mating ceremony is absolutely draining.” “That sounds like a good idea,” Alpha Magnus replies, his voice drawing nearer. “Though I could’ve sworn I heard you speaking with someone just now.” “Oh, honey,” she says lightly, a

Julian's POV Blinding, throat-tightening, soul-rattling pain is the first thing I register when I come to. My head feels like it’s been split open, and for a moment, I think maybe I’m dying because Miranda didn’t know what she was doing after all. My fingers twitch uselessly against the cold, slippery floor with my blood. I blink, vision blurry. Everything around me swims in crimson light and shadows. There is a scent of smoke, and… something ancient…. Foreign words laced with power, echo through the room in a language I can’t place.'Is this hell?' my wolf asks weakly.'I don't think so buddy,' I respond while turning my head—slowly, gritting through the pain—and see Miranda standing at the center of the blood-soaked runes she carved around me. Her eyes are glowing a sharp, unnatural blue, mouth moving rapidly as the incantations flow from her like a chant of the gods. “Vel’thora iminai, kel’mara thunee, Ash’var elenai, dus’temi lunee. Kora’vel in’shara, vel moran da’shee,

Julian's POV “Martha,” I snap her out of her stuttering daze, stepping closer. “Has Kira truly left the palace? Did anyone see her go?” She stammers, eyes darting between the door and me like she’s unsure if she should run or faint. “I… I haven’t seen her in two days, Your Highness. Truly. She didn’t say anything to me.” Two days. That’s when I left. My pulse spikes. My gut coils with dread. Something’s wrong. Kira would never leave without saying goodbye in person even if Damian rejected her while I was away. My gaze sharpens. “Did she look upset the last time you saw her? Nervous? Did she seem like she was running from something—or someone?” Martha frowns, thinking hard. “I-I’m sorry, prince. I really don’t know what you are talking about.” I clench my jaw. The paper in my hand crumples from the pressure. “Damian must know about Kira's sudden departure.” The name escapes me like a curse because I know he’s the only one who’d benefit from this. The only one sick en

Julian's POV The silence that follows my steps in the grand hall is deafening. Dozens of high ranking packmates head's whip in my direction, expressions morphing from shock to disbelief to sheer terror. I meet each one with cold detachment. But it’s my father’s voice that breaks the tension. “…Julian?” His voice cracks, barely above a whisper. He takes an unsteady step forward. “Is it… truly you walking?” I stop in the center of the room, standing tall in the tailored black suit I’d chosen with Kira in mind. “Yes, Father. It’s me.” My voice is deceptively calm. But father stares, wide-eyed, as if trying to decipher an illusion. “But… how? When did this happen miracle happen?” I glance briefly at Kira's disoriented bruised face, and, the raw pain in her eyes makes my fists clench harder. “That’s a long story,” I say, eyes locked on my Kira. “One I’ll gladly tell you, after I take my girlfriend away from this goddamn nightmare.” “This omega is his girlfriend?” Gasps echo ag

Kira's POV. I nod, eyes wide with trust and anticipation. Julian wastes no time—he climbs over me, his body hovering just inches above mine. I feel the heat of him pressing into me. He pulls the cover away, and suddenly a jolt of awareness rushes through me. I'm completely naked all this time. But... when did he remove the dirty robe and lingerie I was wearing? My heart skips a beat, because I missed the moment he undressed me and my cheeks burn with sudden embarrassment. And he must see it on my face because he leans in, voice low and reassuring. “Don’t worry. I didn’t look... not like I’m about to.” His arms cage me in, muscles taut as he leans closer, eyes dark and intense. “Okay… but just be gentle,” I whisper and he chuckles lightly. “Don't worry red, your wish will always be my command,” He smiles softly before bending down, placing another searing kiss on my lips. Julian's tongue delves into my mouth, exploring every corner. My fingers trace the muscles of his back, m