All Chapters of ALPHA REJECTION: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty OneJenna's POV“What do you think she did?” I counter. I would no longer cower in the face of intimidation or perceived danger.Zephyr chuckles and gets up, moving languidly towards me. I watch him, trying not to let my fear show. Had I ratted out Veronica as a result of what I'd said? “Certain affairs within my pack should remain confidential. I cannot remember telling you about…” Zephyr's voice peters out as he searches for the best word to describe his bloodsucking habit. “....my feeding habit.”I begin to shake my head at the alpha. “Veronica would never tell me something that I had seen with my own eyes when I had gotten here. Don't you remember the first night when I was brought here? When I had found you feeding off of that port woman? Veronica hadn't needed to tell anything; you'd let out your own secret through your own actions of your own accord.”Zephyr smiles, looking impressed and irritated at the same time. “You are a smart one. But I am way older an

Chapter Twenty-ThreeVeronica's POV“We should let her go. She has done nothing wrong.”“We are not holding her captive.”“We both know she will never make it out of the labyrinth on her own.”Zephyr turns to regard me, eyes filled with curiosity and something akin to jealousy.“What are you proposing, Vee?”“We have to help her. You did so when she was in the forest. It won't hurt to do it again.”Zephyr moves away from the window where he's been standing for the last hour, entertained by Jenna's futile efforts to make it out of the labyrinth.“I don't want her to leave... At least not yet.”“Why? Why would you want her to stay here? You understand that she is a guest, and she has to remain here of her own choosing?”“That's why we have to give her reasons to stay.” Zephyr responds with a smile, looking utterly pleased with himself.I shake my head disapprovingly at him.“I'm not voting for deception any more. She doesn't even trust us anymore... Let's not do that.”“Then, find a bet

Chapter Twenty FiveJenna's POVVeronica's home isn't anything like Zephyr's sprawling mansion. And the sight of her simple home, with fire flickering in her fireplace, a well-used chair and a simple bed makes me feel more comfortable than I have in days.“I know it isn't as tasteful as Zephyr's mansion.” Veronica says as she gives a self-conscious smile, gesturing at the little space that houses everything she needs.“Zephyr's home is gorgeous.” I admit, because even though I may not really like the man, I won't fail to tell myself the truth. “But yours makes me feel more at home; I think I like simplicity a lot.”Veronica beams at my words. And then she almost skips towards a large bowl of food she had placed on her centre table.“I made broth before I stepped out this morning; if you'd sit, I can make it warm for us again.”“Alright.” I settle on the only sofa chair in the room and look around; there's a collection of clothes in a corner of the room, neatly arranged. The bed, tucke

Chapter Twenty-SevenJack's POV“Something happened.” I mutter loud enough for Jordan, who has appeared beside me, to hear.Jordan and I share matching looks of worry, and I crouch down to assess the footprints better. “Do you think that she was attacked?” Elise asks tearfully.I do not answer her fearful question, afraid of instigating more worry and tears. I turn to the small crowd who have gathered around me and address them. “We have to hasten our search; Jenna could be in real danger.” I look down again, following the footprints that lead south with my eyes. “There's a small footprint right here. And several other larger imprints to show that whoever had decided to camp here had been attacked.” Violet speaks up for the first time since our last conversation at the border. I turn to her, noting that her eyes are already on me, cold and challenging. “I don't think it is wise to continue this search, not if this lady had been taken right here.” She concludes.“I don't think she

Chapter Twenty NineJenna's POV That night, after Veronica pushes out a constructible iron and transforms it into bed and invites me to use the one I'd come to see, the one that looks more comfortable, and feels just as comfortable when I lay my body on it, finding sleep becomes impossible.Veronica appears to have dozed off as soon her head touched the sheets, her even breathing goes to shows that, and the fact that she isn't tossing and tossing like I am.I stare wide eyed up at the ceiling, thinking about tomorrow morning and how my first training would be.I think about the earlier events of the day and how I had almost left there, certain that Zephyr was not the broad shouldered savior that I had thought him to be.Now, I was in the home of his beta, enjoying her hospitality. Even though I still had my niggling doubts about Veronica, it was apparent that she was kind meant me no harm.All evening, she had done everything to ensure my comfort. Even the way she had converse with m