All Chapters of Rejected by one Alpha, Loved by another : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Jaxons POV A week has come and gone since Esme's return, and a sense of normalcy had begun to settle over our household. She spent countless hours in the garden with our children, their laughter filling my heart with warmth and chatter between my mom and wife also filling the air. Esme had also expressed an interest in starting a hobby to keep herself occupied, a welcome sign of her recovery the said, and I think she chose to do some arts type of thing so me and Charlie are planning to go out and buy her what ever art supplies she wants and needs. She isn't leaving this house unless she has a full protective system in place whether it be me, Charlie, Finley my dad or hunter. The pack I trust but my wife needs time to trust again and where better to start than in her home? Beneath the surface of our loving, carefree home, however, a storm was brewing. For the past week, my pack had been relentlessly hunting Adeline Carter, the werewolf who had been terrorising Esme, former pack member

Esme's POV "Is the Cake ready for collection?" Jaxon asks me as he walks into the living room. The kids are all outside playing right now with their Uncle Charlie and Hunter which is giving us an hour to prepare some things before Reggie goes to bed. ]"She said round 4 pm is when we can get it but she also said to have two people carry it out. A lot of the cake is for the pack as well" I remind him because Jaxon gets gets the idea that all chocolate and cakes is his and he becomes a child when he doesn't get what he wants which I find adorable.I've always been a planner, a list-maker, and an organizer. I've planned events, parties, and even vacations and even though as Luna that is my job, I really do enjoy it. I managed to persuade Jaxon to let me have my own office so I can organise most of the things and then have my own desk instead of using his, granted it didn't take me long or much persuasion before he gave in and said yes. But planning Reggie's first birthday is by far the

Finley's POVAs I stood in the room that my sister had prepared for the groomsmen I couldn't help but feel the twitch of anxiety and nerves running through my body. She said that she did it because if it was left to Jaxon we would be getting ready in the woods after a run which, Right now, wouldn't be a bad thing but apparently not with the look she gave him. My heart pounded with a mixture of Excitement and also Nerves. Today was the day I would marry the love of my life, The mother to my children and the one who has helped me fight many battles inside my mind when I first came here, who isn't afraid to call me out on my bullshit when needed which is a lot since she fell pregnant again. I must have repeated the words 'I get married today' countless times, but the reality of it still sent shivers down my spine. In a good way!Naomi has always looked so radiant, composed and beautiful to me and she always will be but with a seven-week baby bump, she was glowing even to the eyes of othe

2 years later Two years has flown by, everything happens for a reason but we certainly didn't expect a pandemic and being unable to go into town. I spent a lot of my time helping some of the children with their work, or in the woods shifting and running off my energy and a lot more times in bed with my husband when the children are napping or with the day-care staff.The smell of cinnamon and sugar hangs heavy in the air, a familiar comfort that tells me it's Saturday morning and that Robyn has been baking once again. Jaxon, is in the kitchen arguing with his mother about the batter and what he can and cannot have which I always find funny. He’s a sight to behold, his messy hair, the way his shirt rides up as he bends over in to the fridge, the faint dusting of flour on his body from when Robyn swatted him away. He’s a mess, but he’s my mess is what I always say.Two years. Two years since the world turned upside down, two years since we welcomed Lola into our chaotic, beautiful fami

Millie's POVDear Diary.Since my therapist told me to write in my journal every day I decided I may as well do it now that I'm sitting in the airport after being at my parent's house for the last few days.All in all, I've spent the last 5 days having my mom hugging me tightly, keeping an eye on me and feeding me because she assumes I'm underweight which is crazy.A diet in my line of career is much needed but my Mom assumes it's rubbish.Her Luna instincts are top notch that's for sure. She never could understand why I didn't want to stay in the pack house and work my way up like my sister did but I guess you had to have one child who needed emotional therapy and medication. That's me.My twin sister, Poppy, she's great. We are so alike and so different that talking and laughing at the same time became our biggest issue. We are too in tune with each other and I think that's what annoys our father the most.Alpha Jaxon Hayes.My dad.Best dad ever.I guess sitting in an airport liste