Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 211

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CHAPTER 197-1

Darius’s POV

I stormed through the corridors of the pack house, my hands clenched into fists so tight my knuckles had gone white. Every step I took felt like I was trying to outrun the image of Clara kissing another man, but it followed me like a shadow I couldn’t escape.

She kissed him back.

The words kept echoing in my mind, bouncing around like bullets ricocheting in my skull. Not just that Lucien had kissed her. I could have understood that, maybe even forgivent it. He was manipulative, powerful, used to getting what he wanted. But Clara had participated. She’d chosen to kiss him back.

She’d chosen to betray us.

And then she’d looked me in the eye and lied about it.

My wolf was snarling for blood, pacing inside me like a caged animal. He wanted to hunt down the bastard who’d dared touch our mate, wanted to rip his throat out and show him what happened to wolves who took what didn’t belong to them..

But underneath the rage was something worse. Pain. Deep, cutting pain that felt like someone had reached into my chest and torn out my heart.

I found myself heading toward the guest wing without conscious thought. The logical part of my brain knew this was a bad idea, that confronting Lucien while I was this angry could only end in bloodshed. But I was too furious to care about logic. Too hurt to think about consequences.

I needed answers. I needed to understand how this had happened, how the woman I loved had ended up

in another man’s arms.

I found Lucien in the library, exactly where I’d expected him to be. He was sitting in one of the leather chairs like he owned the place, reading some ancient text like he didn’t have a care in the world. Like he hadn’t just blown up my entire life with a single kiss.

He looked up when I entered, and I saw the exact moment he registered my fury. But instead of backing down or showing any sign of remorse, a slight smile played at his lips.

“Darius. I was wondering when you’d show up.”

“You son of a bitch.”

His smile widened, and I could see the satisfaction in his dark eyes. He was enjoying this. The bastard

was actually enjoying my pain.

1 take it Clara told you about our conversation.”

“You call forcing yourself on her a conversation?”

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CHAPTER 197-1

Darius’s POV

I stormed through the corridors of the pack house, my hands clenched into fists so tight my knuckles had gone white. Every step I took felt like I was trying to outrun the image of Clara kissing another man, but it followed me like a shadow I couldn’t escape.

She kissed him back.

The words kept echoing in my mind, bouncing around like bullets ricocheting in my skull. Not just that Lucien had kissed her. I could have understood that, maybe even forgiven it. He was manipulative, powerful, used to getting what he wanted. But Clara had participated. She’d chosen to kiss him back. She’d chosen to betray us.

And then she’d looked me in the eye and lied about it.

My wolf was snarling for blood, pacing inside me like a caged animal. He wanted to hunt down the bastard who’d dared touch our mate, wanted to rip his throat out and show him what happened to wolves who took what didn’t belong to them.

But underneath the rage was something worse. Pain. Deep, cutting pain that felt like someone had

reached into my chest and torn out my heart.

I found myself heading toward the guest wing without conscious thought. The logical part of my brain knew this was a bad idea, that confronting Lucien while I was this angry could only end in bloodshed. But I was too furious to care about logic. Too hurt to think about consequences.

I needed answers. I needed to understand how this had happened, how the woman I loved had ended up

in another man’s arms.

I found Lucien in the library, exactly where I’d expected him to be. He was sitting in one of the leather chairs like he owned the place, reading some ancient text like he didn’t have a care in the world. Like he hadn’t just blown up my entire life with a single kiss.

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He looked up when I entered, and I saw the exact moment he registered my fury. But instead of backing down or showing any sign of remorse, a slight smile played at his lips.

“Darius. I was wondering when you’d show up.”

“You son of a bitch.”

His smile widened, and I could see the satisfaction in his dark eyes. He was enjoying this. The bastard was actually enjoying my pain.

“I take it Clara told you about our conversation.”

“You call forcing yourself on her a conversation?”

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“Forcing?” Lucien set his book aside and leaned back in his chair, completely relaxed. “That’s not how I remember it. In fact, I distinctly recall her being very… responsive.”

The words hit me like a physical blow, like he’d reached across the room and punched me in the gut. The image they conjured made my vision go red around the edges.

I was across the room before I realized I’d moved, grabbing him by the shirt and hauling him to his feet. The chair toppled backward, crashing to the floor, but I barely heard it over the roar of blood in my ears.

“You manipulative piece of shit. You used your Alpha power on her.”

“Did I?” His voice was calm, completely unimpressed by my show of force. Like having an enraged Alpha grabbing him was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. “Or did she simply respond to what her body already knew? That we’re meant to be together?”

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