All Chapters of Rejected By My Biker Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jax's POV The following day, Tyler and Ash returned back from their mission.We sat down in circles as usual, waiting with rapt attention for Tyler and Ash to narrate their ordeal to us“How did it go?” Raven asked, hands on the deck for busines. Stealing a glance at her, I can't help but admire her bravery. She's fearless and ruthless. How come she wasn't like this three years ago? Maybe I wouldn't have made the mistake of rejecting her as my mate. Bitting my lips, I managed to divert my gaze from Raven to Tyler just to avoid being distracted but I couldn't help it. “Ghost, I must confess, the journey isn't an easy one” Tyler said looking really exhausted and weak. “ We journeyed through the human territories, and got access to cross Moon pack's border using the influence of Jax” I noticed how Raven gave me a quick glance when Tyler mentioned my name. “ And…What next?” She asked, curious.Ash leaned forward speaking with a more serious tone. “ Crimson Fang crew aren't peop

Raven's POV Broken, I sank on the floor for a moment, utterly forgetting who I was…Forgeting Raven died and was buried three years ago on the night she was rejected by this same Alpha of Iron Howlers. How on earth did Raven come back to life? Who dug her out from the grave? Who?Jax's soft laugh and the crew's discreet chatter filled my ears as I leaned by the wall, watching them from the Window. Suddenly, he was acting cold and indifferent towards me but managed to be himself when he was in the midst of my crew. Just then, my eyes reddened, my eyes shifting to my wolf. I could feel her. My wolf. Her soft howl breaks into a sharp growl. I struggled to calm my wolf but it wasn't as easy as I thought. Suddenly, I snapped on my feet, remembering who I was. I am Ghost. A comrade. Leader of a crew. The dreaded female warrior and fighter. One who has never lost a battle. I conquered my past and have built a life for myself. I'm not that weak Omega—the worthless and rejected one

Jax's POV We made our journey to the Rogue pack following the wood parts with Tyler and Ash in the Frontline, guiding us through the narrow wood paths. We walked—almost silently. The past few days have been pretty tough for me. I've been trying to figure things out especially between myself and Raven. The distance between us has been killing because I didn't get the results I wanted from Raven. She didn't care about my feelings. Not once!My distance from her was a test—to know the strength of her affection for me but nothing worked. Raven remained unshaking and hard with her feelings for me. Raven, when did you suddenly become this hard? Why do you keep hurting my feelings for you? Can't you see that I can't live without you? My breath thickened as I walked silently behind Raven, my eyes fixed on her curves.Dried leaves fell off trees as a slight breeze blew, sending warmth to our bodies. Silence stretched. Longer than I had expected. As our journey progressed, we ar

Raven's POV A disruptive uproar accompanied the unknown group of young men as they stepped inside the restaurant. The men, about seven of them, were all arrayed In black pants with tousled and tangled hair framing their shoulders down. The eyes burned with mischievous gleam, showing a commanding aura. Out of the seven young men, another man stood out differently from the rest. He wore a black leather coat with a ragged black skirt that flowed down his waist to his knee.He had a deadly demeanor and poise.The atmosphere shifted. The peaceful restaurant gave way to panic as customers suddenly became defrosted, leaving their meal to concentrate on their safety. “Yo! Everybody. Ducan needs to eat something” One to the man announced, his voice dripping with menace, cutting through the walls of the restaurant. Jax gave the man who made the announcement an angry shot. “ Who the hell do they think they are?” Jax said, imagining the men's guts. 1 watched, looking at other customer

Raven's POV I helped Jax sit upright on the bed, making him lean by the pillow. Jax's survival was mysterious to me. He didn't sustain too many injuries except for the sharp cut in his forehead as a result of the ceiling that collapsed on him during the chaos. I didn't know he would survive it. I thought he would die but Jax took me by surprise. He didn't die. Shutting my eyes slightly, I whispered a few words of prayers to the moon goddess, my heart filled with gratitude—“Don’t you think the crew might be worried about us?” Jax's voice sharply interrupted my prayers. I frowned internally, but stopped to start unpacking the fruits from the bag. “Worrying Is for the fragile-hearted” I said and Jax gave me a defiant look as if I was bladdling nonsense.“ I hate him so much” I muttered under my breath, handing Jax some red apples. “ How about you try this fruit out? Human's consumes them so often” Jax collected the fruit from me. He fiddled with it in his hands, giving the