All Chapters of ALPHA REJECTION: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter Hundred and Twelve Jenna's POV The days have passed, albeit slowly. I have tried to be more involved in pack activities. And my effort has seemed to put Jack at ease. We had traveled the entire day. And by nightfall, Jack had called for a halt and for us to make camp. Everyone had released a sigh of relief, happy to rest their legs for a while. Jack sits on the opposite side, talking in low voices with Jordan and the others. Every now and then, his eyes meet mine, a silent promise lingering in the air between us.But even as I sit among the pack, surrounded by familiar faces, I feel more alone than ever.The tether’s words haven’t left me. They echo in my mind, gnawing at my thoughts, turning every glance and every touch from Jack into something suspicious. Doubt crawls under my skin, no matter how much I try to push it away. I want to trust Jack—I need to—but the tether’s voice has planted seeds of uncertainty that I can’t seem to shake.I stand and slip away from the fire

Chapter Hundred and Fifteen Jenna's POV The fire flickers weakly, casting long, wavering shadows against the walls. But its warmth does nothing to chase away the chill creeping into my bones. The council. The mere thought of them makes my stomach turn.I glance at Raina, who’s still wearing that smirk, as if this whole situation is a joke. But I see it—the faintest flicker of fear behind her eyes, no matter how hard she tries to hide it. I swallow the lump in my throat and force myself to speak, though my voice shakes just a little.“We can’t stay here,” I say, quieter this time, but the urgency is clear. “If the council’s after us, it’s only a matter of time before they find this place. We’ll be sniffed out. They’ll track us like animals.”Raina sighs dramatically, rolling her eyes as she shifts on the bed, her smirk faltering for a second. “Wow, Jenna, always the optimist,” she says, but there’s tension in her voice, and I know I’ve hit a nerve.“I’m serious, Raina,” I snap, sharp

Chapter Hundred and Sixteen Eleanor's POVThe cabin is quiet, almost too quiet, and every sound seems amplified against the dense silence. The wind rustles outside, brushing against the walls in soft, steady breaths, as though the night itself is waiting for something. I stand watch, barely moving, my fingers clenched tightly around a makeshift knife I’d sharpened only hours ago. It’s hardly a defense against the council, but it’s something—one of the few things left that gives me the illusion of control. Across the room, Raina and Jenna lie huddled together in fitful sleep, exhaustion finally overtaking their fear, if only for a moment. Raina’s injury keeps her restless, and even in sleep, her body shudders in pain. Her wound, barely stitched up and raw, demands attention. It’s a haunting reminder that we can’t stay here, but moving too soon might kill her. I wish we had the luxury of waiting, just a day or two longer, but the truth is we don’t. Every moment we stay here, the counc

Chapter Hundred and Eighteen Jenna's POV Under the dim light of the cabin, Eleanor rubs her eyes and stretches, glancing around with a weariness that I don’t miss. She rises quietly, slipping her arms into her coat and moving toward the door.“Eleanor?” I say softly, watching her pause and look over her shoulder.“Hey, Jenna. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she murmurs, her voice heavy.I glance at the clock on the wall, noticing how little time has passed since we all settled in for the night. “You’re not sleeping again?” I ask, concern clear in my tone.She offers me a small, apologetic smile. “I haven’t slept much since we left the shelter. I don’t know... I just can’t seem to settle.”I sit up, tucking the blanket around my shoulders. “It’s the shelter, isn’t it? You miss it?”Her eyes flicker with a glimmer of sadness. “It was safe. At least, safer than out here.” She hesitates, and then her gaze hardens with that familiar protectiveness. “I think someone should be keeping watch. W

Chapter Hundred and Twenty Jack's POV After weeks of travel and uncertainty, we’ve finally found a place to call home. The fields stretch out before us, lush and inviting, with a river cutting through the landscape. A stunning waterfall cascades nearby, surrounded by trees boasting vibrant leaves. The air is filled with the sweet scent of wildflowers and fresh earth. This place feels alive, and I can see my pack mirroring my feelings of hope and relief.“Look at this!” I call out to everyone, my voice rising above the chatter. “This is our home now!” Cheers erupt from the pack, echoing in the cool air. I can’t help but grin as I watch them embrace each other, laughter and tears mingling together. This moment is everything we’ve fought for.I scan the crowd, searching for Maria. Ever since Xavier decided to stay behind, she’s been quieter, lost in her own thoughts. But today, as I look over, I see her by the river with Sav. My heart sinks a little when I think about Xavier’s absence,