All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate; Claimed By His Greatest Rival : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

SERENA’S POVThat night I lay awake for hours, eyes fixed on the ceiling while the pale moonlight stretched long, restless shadows across the walls. The quiet did not soothe me. It pressed down like a physical weight on my chest, heavy and unyielding. I shifted from one side to the other, the sheets whispering against my skin in the otherwise silent room. Where was Thorne? Why hadn’t he returned?The clock on the nightstand marked each second with merciless precision. Midnight bled into one o’clock, then two. My heart refused to settle, keeping its own uneven rhythm—a constant, anxious drumbeat of uncertainty and fear. More than once I considered going to the guest room to look for him, but I told myself he needed space to calm down, even though I was the one left shattered and bleeding on the inside.When sleep finally took me, it was shallow and broken—more a reluctant surrender than true rest. Morning arrived too quickly, sunlight cutting through the curtains with cold indifference

SERENA’S POVA chill rippled through me—not from the words themselves, but from the way they left his mouth: detached, hollow, as though he were already stepping away while still standing in front of me.“Talk?” I echoed, the smile I had forced earlier slipping from my face as I searched his expression. “Of course. Let’s talk. I have something important to tell you as well, but you can go first.”I gestured toward the chairs, inviting him to sit, yet he remained standing. His posture stayed rigid, those blue eyes shadowed by something I could not quite name. My pulse quickened as unease clawed its way upward from the pit of my stomach.“I want a divorce,” he said at last, the words heavy and sharp, cutting cleanly through the air between us.For a moment everything seemed to freeze. The clock on the wall continued its indifferent ticking, yet the world I had known came to a complete standstill.“What?” The single word slipped out as little more than a whisper, my voice cracking under

SERENA’S POVThe icy wind sliced through my coat, numbing my skin as I tightened my grip on the handle of my suitcase. It wasn’t only the cold. It was the cruelty that had become my new reality. Even the night itself seemed determined to mock me. The quiet surrounding me felt heavy and oppressive, broken only by the occasional rustle of dry leaves or the faint, distant hum of a car engine somewhere far down the road.I had no clear destination in mind—only the overwhelming need to put as much distance as possible between myself and Thorne’s pack. I told myself I would figure everything out later. Find a cheap motel for the night. Decide on my next steps in the morning. But as I stood there on the roadside, a sleek black SUV rolled to a smooth stop beside me. The tinted window lowered, and my breath caught hard in my throat when I saw who sat behind the wheel.Alpha Caspian.My childhood best friend. Thorne’s greatest rival.His piercing gaze moved from the suitcase in my hand to my fa