All Chapters of Rejected Omega: The Rise of Jemima: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jemima’s POVEventually, my training came to an end and I still hadn't met this guardian angel of mine who had asked Zade to help me master my abilities. I still also hadn’t discovered what my so-called destiny was, why I had these abilities and why some people wanted me dead. Speaking of death, it was quite surprising that throughout my stay at the Midnight Pack, there was no attempt on my life. Not even when I had decided to be courageous and had gone for a walk at the Park with Aurora a few times. Zade made sure that my hair was covered though so that people wouldn't notice the rare streaks in it.On the day I was supposed to leave Zade’s Pack, I was filled with mixed feelings. It didn't help that Aurora had decided to stay behind. We had really bonded over the months and it kind of hurt to just be separated from her.But I understood why though. The Beta had started to show her some affection and she felt it was going to lead somewhere. She had always had a massive crush on

Adrian’s POV“Of course, you dumbass,” she replied with a small smile and I released a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. “Did you really think that I was going to come here, reject you and then return to the Midnight Pack?” she queried with mild disbelief etched on her features. I shrugged. “I had to consider the possibility so that I wouldn't feel too disappointed if it happened.”She shook her head. “You really need to have a little faith in people, especially your own mate. I would never do that to you. You might not know this about me but I'm never disloyal to the one who is loyal to me.”“I’ll keep that in mind,” I replied. Afterwards, a silence so awkward descended on the room that I wished someone would just show up to make things a little lighter. My gaze had returned to the file on my desk, and though I could see the words, I could not make sense of them. I knew it was unusual for things to feel weird between mates, but I just couldn't help the feeling of anxiet

Jemima’s POVA gasp slipped from my lips at his question and for a couple of seconds, I could only stare at him, at a loss for what to say.Perhaps, a huge part of me had thought that he had put the incident that happened the other day at the Midnight Pack behind him.I had been sorely wrong. “So you can’t speak now?” he queried, his voice quavering with barely concealed rage. “Say something Jemima before I lose my damn mind.”My eyes closed as I drew in a shuddering breath and silently prayed to the Moon Goddess for wisdom to handle the situation. “Adrian,” I began, “Nothing happened between me and Zade. It was just….”“I want the truth, Jemima,” he snapped, cutting me off. “If we are going to continue whatever it is that we had before you left, I would want to be sure that I can trust you. I want to be sure that your affections do not lie somewhere else.”“You are my mate, Adrian. I wouldn't put anyone else before you. You asked for the truth and I am going to give it to you.”I d

Jemima’s POVWhile I was well aware of the fact that my mate still hesitated to mark me anytime we had sex, I still tried not to let his reluctance affect our friendship. Yes. Friendship was what I chose to call our relationship. In my mind, we were actually friends with benefits. If he wasn't ready to do the one thing that was going to emotionally bind us together, I was not going to force him. I wasn't going to let the fact that there was still a third person in our mate bond situation– his dead mate. It had taken a lot of inner dialogue with myself to decide that I was never going to bring her up in our conversations despite the fact that he still said her name in his sleep. I also tried as much as I could not to let it bother me that he still hadn't asked me to move into his apartment. Perhaps, the personal space was a good thing for both of us. At least, we were friends and friends didn't have to live together. Yes, we were going to start with true friendship. Unfortunate

Jemima’s POVOne of the things I got deeply involved in once I returned to the Moonstone Pack was training with the soldiers a few days a week. Aside from becoming even better in my magical abilities, I also had to take my physical training seriously. There were hand-to-hand combats, training with weapons and also learning how to become more precise and focused when fighting in our wolf forms. Things were going smoothly in the Pack, and because I had suddenly become well-known throughout most Packs for my insane extraordinary abilities, there were more Packs who wanted to go into a business partnership with us. It was also quite normal for Packs to seek our help when they were fighting against a much stronger adversary. So yeah, as far as being successful went, the Moonstone Pack was killing it. The only thing that bothered me every now and then was that the Alpha had still not marked me and made me his Luna. Even though his Pack members had been whispering among themselves, wo