All Chapters of Rejected: Mated to Another Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Alison's Point Of View Chaos echoed in my ears long after the crowd’s shouting had stopped. I stood there, frozen, as wave after wave of panic swept through me. My chest tightened, and my thoughts raced, but I couldn’t grab hold of a single coherent one. This was my pack, I am there Luna, they are my people, how could this be happening? "Alison," Katherine’s voice cut through my fog, steady and calm. She stood tall amidst the storm of emotions, the perfect picture of strength. "We need to move." Her words were directed at Xander, but when I didn’t respond, she stepped closer, gripping my hand firmly. Her touch was grounding. "Come, dear. You’re part of this now." Before I knew it, Katherine had pulled me along. The walk to Xander’s office felt like a dream, no, a nightmare. Faces blurred past me, voices distant and distorted. My legs carried me forward, but my mind stayed behind, replaying the girl’s scream, her tear-streaked face. When we reached the office, Xander slumped i

Xander's Point Of ViewThe faint glow of dawn bled through the tall windows of my office, casting long shadows across the room. I sat at the head of the table, gripping the armrest of my chair as the pack elders murmured among themselves. The tension in the air was almost suffocating, their voices tinged with frustration and fear.The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly, a harsh reminder of time slipping away. It was barely 6 a.m., yet the weight of the day already pressed heavily on my shoulders.Elder Arthur, the eldest among them, cleared his throat and leaned forward. “Alpha Xander, with all due respect, has the Luna offered any guidance? It is believed she possesses visions. Surely, she must have seen something by now?”I suppressed a growl at his tone, even though he had a point. Arthur’s distrust of Alison right from the start was as thinly veiled as the morning mist, but he knew better than to openly voice it.I met his gaze, my voice even but firm. “My Luna actually h

Alison’s Point Of ViewThe moment my eyes had landed on Simone, something inside me broke free. Relief, fear, and hope all collided, pushing me to my feet as I rushed toward her. Before I could stop myself, I threw my arms around her, holding her tight as if letting go would mean losing her again.“I missed you,” I whispered, my voice trembling.Simone’s arms wrapped around me, her embrace just as firm. “I missed you too,” she said softly, her voice laced with warmth and exhaustion.When we pulled apart, her sharp eyes searched mine. “You’ve been through alot for you to have returned for me, haven’t you?”I let out a shaky laugh. “You have no idea. But we don’t have time for that now. There’s a bigger problem we need to solve.”Simone’s expression shifted, her smile fading into a look of quiet understanding. “I know, we need to get to it.”Without another word, I turned to my mother “Excuse us mother” she nodded and I took that as permission grantedI led her upstairs to my r

Alison’s Point Of ViewThe scenery felt too vivid, too real, to dismiss. I was standing in my room, shrouded in darkness. My heart raced as my eyes landed on Xander lying in his bed across the room. At first, I felt relief seeing him there, whole and alive but that feeling shattered as he began to writhe in agony.“Xander!” I tried to scream, but my voice was nothing more than a muffled whimper. I tried again, louder this time, but it was as if the air itself swallowed my cries. Panic surged through me as I watched him twist and turn, his body contorting unnaturally.His bones cracked loudly, echoing in the silent room like the sound of a tree being split apart by lightning. Shifting was supposed to be effortless for an Alpha, almost second nature. But this… this looked like pure torture. I stood frozen, tears streaming down my face as I watched him fight against some unseen force, his agony painted across his face.I reached out, desperate to touch him, to do anything to stop hi

Alison’s Point Of ViewThe air outside Simone’s house was different today, charged, heavy, as if the universe itself held its breath. I stood frozen on the porch, the hair on my arms prickling. There was a strange energy, like a quiet warning that something unnatural lingered here.I hesitated before calling out, my voice trembling slightly. “Simone?”Silence. Not even the chirping of crickets answered me.A knot of dread tightened in my stomach. “Simone!” I called again, louder this time. Still nothing. My feet moved on their own as I pushed the door open, the creak of the hinges breaking the eerie stillness.Inside, the house was dark, but not just the absence-of-light kind of dark, this was deeper, heavier, as though the shadows were alive and watching me. My heart pounded as I stepped further in, the floorboards groaning under my weight.“Simone, where are you?” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath.The sitting room came into view, and that’s when I saw it. Markings