All Chapters of Rejected: Mated to Another Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Alison’s Point Of View The Night Fang territory loomed before me, its towering gates casting long shadows under the pale light of the moon. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white as a whirlwind of emotions churned within me. Fear, guilt, and determination wrestled for dominance in my heart. This wasn’t part of the plan. Katherine had told me to stay away, to focus on finding a solution, but I couldn’t ignore the gnawing feeling in my chest, the pull of my mate's bond with Xander, the faint but relentless call to be near him. When the guards reluctantly let me through after confirming my identity, as soon as the driver parked the car, I stepped out, my legs shaky but purposeful. Katherine met me at the pack house entrance, her expression shifting from surprise to frustration the moment she saw me. “Alison?” she said sharply, crossing her arms. “What are you doing here? I thought I made it clear… you’re supposed to be finding a solution, not running

Alison’s POVThe room smelled of old paper and burning sage. Simone sat cross-legged on the rug, her sharp gaze focused on the map stretched out between us. I leaned over, the weight of her words hanging heavily in the air as I tried to make sense of what she was saying."This," Simone said, her finger tapping the center of the map, "is the Valley of Skulls."I swallowed hard, my eyes following the lines of the map that led to a jagged cluster of markings. The name alone was ominous, but the energy emanating from the map made my stomach churn.Simone continued, her voice steady but laced with urgency. “It’s the ancient home of witches. Deep in its caves lives a powerful ancestral witch, bound to eternity and said to hold the answers we need.”My breath caught. “How do you know this witch even exists? And how do you know she has the answers?”Simone looked up, her expression unreadable for a moment before she said, “I had a vision. It was clear as day. I saw the Valley of Skulls

Alison’s POV“What do you mean by ‘take me back’?” I asked again this time with furySlowly, he exhaled, sinking back into his chair as though the weight of his own secrets had finally crushed him.I watched him clap his hands over his head, his fingers threading through his hair, and I realized with a jolt that he looked… defeated. My father, the unshakable Alpha of the Crimson Pack, was utterly lost. But I wasn’t about to let his silence fill the room like a suffocating fog.“Are you going to say something,” I snapped, my voice rising, “or do I have to go seek answers for myself on this too?”His head jerked up, his eyes meeting mine. They were no longer cold and unyielding but filled with something I hadn’t seen in a while, guilt.“Alison…” he began, his voice raw, as if the words were being torn from him. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like this.”I folded my arms, anger boiling beneath my skin. “Well, too late for that. Spill it, Father. What aren’t you telling me?”

Xander’s POVIt started as a haze, a swirl of colors blending into a landscape I didn’t recognize. But then it sharpened, clear as day, into a scene so vivid it could’ve been real. I stood on the edge of a vast cliff, my heart pounding as I watched Alison locked in battle with an old woman.The woman’s wrists glowed with an unnatural light, pulsating with power that made the air crackle around her. Alison, fierce and unrelenting, fought back with everything she had. Her movements were swift, her determination etched into every line of her face. But no matter how hard she tried alongside the strength of her wolf, it felt like the woman was toying with her, holding back just enough to show her dominance.I screamed her name, my voice hoarse with desperation. “Alison! Get out of there!”But my feet were rooted to the ground. I couldn’t move, couldn’t help her. All I could do was watch in helpless agony as the battle raged on.“You cannot escape your destiny,” the old woman’s voice

Alison's POV“Who are you?” My voice wavered despite my best effort to sound confident. The fear gripping my heart was like a vice, squeezing tighter with every passing second. I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to hold my ground.The woman standing before me, her dark eyes sharp and unrelenting, finally spoke. “I am Hayley,” she said, her voice calm yet laced with authority. “And this is Maliya.” She gestured to the woman behind us, who seemed even more formidable, her piercing gaze cutting through me like a blade.Maliya took a step closer, and the air around her felt heavy, suffocating. “We are the guardians of the cave,” she said, her tone icy. “The enchantment that kept you wandering in circles? That was our doing. Now, who are you, and why are you here?”Simone shifted beside me, her expression resolute despite the tension crackling in the air. She stepped forward and spoke firmly, “I am Simone, guardian of the Crimson Pack.”The two women exchanged a glance,