All Chapters of The Alphas Rejected Claim: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1: Shadows of SubmissionThe orders rained down on her like a cold, relentless storm, each command chipping away at her already brittle sense of self. Clean this. Move that. Fetch water for the warriors. The weight of their scorn hung in every syllable, like stones pressing on her back as she moved through the packhouse’s narrow, dimly lit corridors, burdened with the day’s tasks. She was nothing more than an omega—a servant, a shadow to be scorned and ignored.But, to them, she was less than even the other omegas. The daughter of traitors. The lowest of the low.As she trudged through the packhouse, her limbs ached from exhaustion. Her knees felt weak, her muscles worn and raw. Cassia forced herself to hold her head high, to show them that she could still endure, even if, deep down, she barely felt worthy of the air she breathed. Omega… The title echoed in her mind, a brand that burned deeper every time they hurled it at her like a curse.You’re nothing but a useless omega, C

Chapter 3: Shackles and ShadowsThe morning of the festival dawned over the pack’s grand mansion, casting a soft light through the tall windows and illuminating the bustle of activity that had taken over every hall and corner. The walls, lined with ancient tapestries and relics of the pack’s history, seemed to amplify every sound—the quiet shuffling of maids, the heavy footsteps of warriors, and the hushed murmurs of pack members moving about in preparation for the evening’s events. Cassia moved through it all, her broom in hand, with an aching familiarity to her routine, her heart as heavy as the burden of her place among them.Today was the annual pack festival—a gathering meant to honor alliances, strengthen ties, and allow leaders to showcase the unity of their packs. But for Cassia, it was just another day to be reminded of her place, to be invisible while surrounded by the powerful. The grand hall was awash in rich colors, the finest linens spread over the tables, and the tantal

Chapter 5: Just an outsiderThe night was alive with the crackling of bonfires, the air thick with the rich, primal scents of roasted meat and fresh earth. The pack gathered in celebration, a shimmering mass of movement and laughter, but Cassia felt like she was watching it all through a pane of glass. She stood at the edge, feeling the warmth of the flames on her skin but none of the joy that the others seemed to bask in.She scanned the crowd until her eyes locked on Rhett, her breath hitching in her throat. There he was, close to the fire, his face lit by the flickering glow, looking almost like the Rhett she once knew. Her heart lurched, twisted in a painful pang of nostalgia. And then she saw Jenna at his side, standing so close her shoulder brushed his, leaning into his whispered words with that perfectly poised smile she wore like armor.Cassia’s stomach churned, her fists clenching at her sides. There was something painfully intimate in the way Jenna tilted her head toward him