All Chapters of The alpha rejected me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jackson"That can't be possible, this—"I didn't let him speak."At the Council we heard both sides of the coin," I said and Stefan immediately frowned. "I'm neither belittling nor discrediting him, but everything he's raising in this hearing needs to be checked and confirmed, and then the Alpha of the West Pack needs to be given the opportunity to give his side, evidence, and statement of facts. After that, we make a decision; that's why you need to follow protocol; it's something you must have learned when you were preparing to be Alpha, correct?""Correct," he said seriously, and I knew he hated me."In that case, I invite you to wait patiently for everything to be cleared up. Unfortunately, bureaucracy takes time, and an Alpha was not only put in danger, but he lost his Moon and his mate, his true soul mate—a very painful fact that you must know very well due to the history of his parents because it was exactly that which led him to assume the position prematurely," I told him for

AliceI couldn't believe it.This is impossible, I thought painfully.I had understood that my father was the only private who had not been promoted during the war because he had made too many mistakes. And I was sure it was him because his name was unique in the pack; no one else had the surname Brown precisely because that was the founding family of the pack in the old days, but it was the Gray's who took power when they could because my old lineage was in cahoots with dangerous sorceresses.That was what I was always told.So I couldn't believe I had distinctions and was considered a war hero.My head was going to explode; there was too much information in one second."This man, what was he like?" I asked between hesitations to the Alpha."He was a great person; he knew a lot about plants, healing, and food. He was always one step ahead in everything, so he knew how to read the tactical moves of the vampires very well, to the extent that they had to make several ambushes until they

AliceCooking for me was as easy as breathing.There was no other definition that fit better, so I was in a good state when I went on to organize everything Enya had asked me to make into a list that seemed to be endless. That's when I realized that the woman was careful with details, so I was much more careful and could better realize the proportions.Her phrases were funny, plus there was something interesting about them.Put some cinnamon in the dough; believe it or not, it gives life to the buns, and Bella loves them.Don't put too much pepper in the meat marinade mixture, or Angel will have allergies like when she ended up with her butt on fire from poison ivy.Don't even think about overcooking the carbonara. Jackson doesn't like it too much; he prefers it creamed just right. He's very polite, and he'll eat it however you give it to him, but he'll go eat any nonsense in the middle because he's not going to be satisfied.All those notes were gold, so dinner that day was a complet

JacksonAlice had taken a very marked distance from me.It was much more noticeable after Angel left after establishing himself as a member of the Species Council's formal commission to investigate what had happened in the Southern Pack.There was much more space between the two of them and the work days had become a compendium of monosyllables on her part. Yes and no seemed to be the only words in her vocabulary and every time I tried to talk or establish the subject with Alice, something would come up that would make her pull away.By the third day, I couldn't take them anymore."Do you know what's wrong with Alice?" I asked my sister, and she denied it with concern."I don't know, and she won't tell me; she has days like this. To be exact, shortly after Rita arrived," she said, and I frowned. "But I don't think it's because of Rita or the fact that he already went to two sessions with her; it's something else. I'll try to figure it out, but no promises because he's been a little un

JacksonI was sick of seeing Alice like this.By the time she woke up and stopped crying, she was fast asleep, and I had to call Rita to come in for professional care. She had told me that some trigger could bring on such an episode; I just never imagined that the trigger would end up being me.Alice needed help that I couldn't provide at that moment, so I stepped away so she could process everything and so Rita could do her job without pressure.When I returned to the house, Bella looked at me with a lot of sympathy, but the truth was that I was broken inside. There was no better explanation to sum up the situation."Time to time, she will heal and she will feel; she has a spirit that longs to be free; she just needs a little guidance and help about it," my sister said very convincingly, but I was in disbelief.By the point I was at, my hopes were extinguished, and two days later, during which time Rita stayed with Alice at the cabin and I immersed myself in work, I had to take a cal