Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 134

CHAPTER 117

Clara’s POV

“Am I?” He leaned closer again, his lips almost brushing my ear. “Tell me you don’t feel the bond between us. Tell me your wolf isn’t calling out to mine right now”

I couldn’t tell him that because it would be a lie. My wolf was calling out, recognizing something in him that my human mind refused to accept.

“I will claim you,” he continued, his voice a promise and a threat wrapped into one. “Whether you want it or

not. Whether Darius likes it or not. You’re mine, Clara. You’ve always been mine.”

I tried to push against his chest, tried to break free from his hold, put he was too strong. “Let me go!”

“Soon,” he said. “But first, I want you to remember this moment. Remember how it feels to be this close to

your true mate.”

True mate? What was he talking about?

“I already have a mate,” I said through gritted teeth.

“Darius isn’t your mate. He may be your protector, your

protector, your trainer, perhaps even your lover. But he’s not your

mate.” His eyes bore into mine. “I am

The certainty in his voi

shook me more than I wanted to admit. Because somewhere deep inside, in a place I didn

to examine too closely, something was responding to his words.

Four men. Four powerful alphas who all seemed to think they had some claim on me. First Jaden, who had rejected me. Then Darius, who had bound me with agreements and protection. Killian, who seduced me with dark promises. And now Lucien, who was claiming some kind of blood connection I didn’t

understand.

The pattern was becoming clearer, and it terrified me. Each of these men triggered something in my wolf, something primal and undeniable. Each one made my body respond in ways I couldn’t control, made my

r heart race and my defenses crumble.

Was this the goddess’s way of branding me as a pack slut? Some kind of cosmic joke where I was destined to be passed around between alphas like a trophy?

But even as I thought it, I knew that wasn’t right. These feelings weren’t shallow or meaningless. They were deep, bone–deep, soul–deep. Each connection felt significant, important, like pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t

quite see.

Maybe that was what made it so frightening. If these were just random attractions, I could dismiss them. But they felt like destiny, like fate pulling me in directions I didn’t want to go.

I couldn’t understand my fate. Couldn’t comprehend why my life had become this complicated web of male attention and competing claims.

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Was this compensation for laden’s rejection? Some twisted form of divine justice where I went from having no mate to having too many? Or was it just a sick game the goddess was playing, watching me struggle with feelings I couldn’t control and bonds I didn’t want?

The worst part was that each of these men seemed to know something I didn’t. They looked at me like ! was missing some crucial piece of information about myself, about what I was supposed to be.

Darius had seen potential in me that I’d never recognized. Killian spoke about darkness and power like he could see things in me that were hidden. Ronan had looked at me during our fight like he was seeing something impossible. And now Lucien was talking about blood connections and destiny like he knew secrets about my very nature.

What weren’t they telling me? What did they see that I couldn’t?

You’re thinking too hard,” Lucien observed, studying my face with those intense dark eyes. “Your wolf

knows the truth, even if your human mind is fighting it.”

“My wolf doesn’t know anything,” I snapped, though that wasn’t entirely true. My wolf was practically

singing with awareness of him.

“Doesn’t she?” He tilted his head slightly. “Then why is your heart racing? Why are you breathing like you’ve been running? Why haven’t you screamed for help?”

The last question hit me like a slap. He was right. I could have screamed. Could have called for Darius or any of the other alphas in the nearby ballroom. But I hadn’t.

Why hadn’t I?

“Because you know this conversation needed to happen,” he answered my unspoken question. “You know there’s something between us that can’t be ignored.”

I stared at him, hating that he was right. Hating that my body was responding to him the way it was. Hating that I could feel some kind of invisible thread pulling me toward him.

“This is impossible,” I whispered.

“Nothing is impossible when it comes to true mates,” he replied. “The goddess works in mysterious ways.”

The goddess again. Always the goddess. Like she was some puppet master pulling strings and watching us dance to her whims.

“I need to get back,” I said, trying once more to break free from his hold. “Darius will be looking for me.”

“Let him look.” Lucien’s grip tightened slightly. “He can’t change what you are. He can’t change what we

are.”

“There is

“Isn

though the words felt like a lie on my tongue.

his lips were almost touching mine. “Tell me you don’t want me to kiss

ous about what it would feel like.”

Leouldert tell him that because it would be a lie. Kwas curious. Terrifyingly, overwhelmingly curious about what his kiss would feel like, what his touch would do to me.

But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

“I have to go,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

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