All Chapters of Rejected Omega: The Rise of Jemima: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Jemima Wolfsbane Pov....Her Mate's PackI have always wondered where my mate, Connor was always disappearing to every day. He always went to his penthouse around this time and curiosity made me follow him. I made sure to stay far away from him so that he would not pick up my scent. I watched from a distance as he ascended the stairs of the penthouse and a woman came out to hug him. My eyes widened as they kissed.I refused to believe what I saw, my eyes were deceiving me. I watched as the both of them went inside.Who was that woman?!My heart pounded in my chest as I ran towards the penthouse. I quickly ascended the steps of the penthouse as quietly as I could despite my beating heart. I was driven by an unshakable feeling of unease that had already settled inside of my chest.Ever since I had gotten married to Connor, I knew that he was not really satisfied with me. But, he always strived to treat me well. Still sometimes he would be distant, his gaze cold and other times he would

~Jemima Steele Pov....Her mother's home, eleven years ago from now.Well, this was how it all started from eleven years ago. I do not exactly recall many details about the night that I was born from what my mother always told me. But I do remember that she had described it as a rather stormy evening with the rain hitting the windows so loudly that one would not have even been able to hear their own thoughts. She had always had this distant expression pressed onto her face whenever she told me about it as if she was immersed in that memory and kind of hesitant to return from. And I wondered why.I never knew who my father was. My single mother never bothered to tell me and I never bothered to ask either because I was smart enough to know that it was a forbidden subject. My mother never talked about him. She always refrained from conversations that would lead to talking about him.My mother was not the ideal type of loving mother. She was a sharp witted and stubborn woman who always l

~Jemima Steele Pov.....The Pack's ForestIt had rained cats and dog al through the night. And the downpour had only seized a few minutes to dawn. It was refreshing, the morning after, with the smell of rain water.The sun rose in the sky after that at its usual time, just as my step mother began to scream profanities at me. I sighed internally as I skipped out of the house before she would unleash her hidden demon. Her latest string of insults still burned in my ears.Besides, it was just the perfect weather for me to go into the forest, to the little water body there and bath in the water which the sun would warm up.It always felt real good.I took a deep breath while letting the quiet of the trees drown out her words. I inhaled that familiar scent of damp earth and wild flowers, of green leaves and rain water combined the moment I stepped into the forest. I stopped to bask in the soothing feeling that it always brought to me. It was like a symphony, a remedy to every trouble in m

~Jemima Steele POV The Pack’s Territory I didn’t sleep that night. Not out of fear—fear I knew well—but because everything had shifted. My wolf, Kiona, stirred inside me now, her voice threading through my mind with calm certainty. She wasn’t a stranger, though we’d just met. She felt like a piece of me I’d always been waiting for. Then there was Adrian. The mate bond hummed between us, a tether of warmth and weight I couldn’t ignore. His presence was a sanctuary I hadn’t asked for. Safe. But safety was its own kind of danger. Years of solitude had built walls around me, walls he walked past with unnerving ease. Dawn arrived slowly, golden light filtering through the forest’s canopy. I perched on a fallen log, watching the sky shift from ink to amber. The rogue’s attack replayed in my mind, a vivid reel of claws and instinct. I’d been in danger before, but for the first time, I’d fought back—and won. Kiona made me stronger. Adrian made me braver. But bravery couldn’t smooth

~Jemima Steele POV....The Pack’s ForestThe sun was high, but the forest didn’t feel warm. I walked along the trail, each step crunching softly on fallen leaves. The air felt heavy, as if the trees were keeping secrets. My wolf, Kiona, stayed quiet but watchful in the back of my mind. She’d been restless all morning, her unease stirring my own.Adrian had told me to patrol near the edge of the pack’s land. I knew he was just trying to keep me away from the others. He thought he was keeping me safe. But I’d had enough of being protected. I wasn’t the same scared girl who used to hide from everything.Stay sharp, Kiona said, her voice steady. Something isn’t right.I tightened my grip on the small dagger at my side. The forest felt too quiet, like something was waiting. I stopped suddenly, my breath catching. There was a rustling in the bushes ahead. It wasn’t loud, but it was enough to make me crouch low, my senses sharpening.Kiona growled softly in my mind. Then, a wolf stepped out