Pulled into Destruction

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• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   What Can't You Feel?

  CassiusI could still feel her touch on my shirt. My skin crawled where her fingers had lingered, cold and poisonous like the venom she always dripped behind every smile. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and before I knew it, rage surged up like a wave crashing against fragile control.I shoved her.Harshly.Isabella stumbled back, gasping. Her eyes flared in disbelief, maybe outrage. I didn’t care anymore. Not when my mate was missing. Not when my son was lying sick in a bed. Not when this cursed alliance, this tangled mess I’d wrapped myself in for power, was choking the only good thing I’d ever had.She opened her mouth to say something—probably another performance, another manipulation—but I was already walking out. I didn’t want to hear another syllable.All I could think about was Lorien.Had something happened to him?No.No, he wouldn't just vanish. Not after what we’d said. After everything we'd shared.But what if she’d driven him away again? What if she’d gotten in

• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   Smokes and Chains

  CassiusI hated every step I took toward Isabella’s office.In one hand, I held a bottle of one of my finest wines. Not because I was planning to toast anything. The taste of celebration was foreign now. No—this was just a gesture. A stupid, performative attempt to smooth over tension I didn’t even want to deal with. My mate was gone. My son had just recovered from being poisoned. And yet here I was, playing politics in my own goddamn house because Isabella’s family refused to stay in their lane.I wanted to find Lorien. That was all that mattered. But how could I, when I had to babysit entitled in-laws and pretend my patience wasn’t cracking down the middle?When I reached her door, I didn’t knock. I just walked in, because frankly, I didn’t care if she was busy.She was. Of course. Sitting in her office like she owned it—like it wasn’t the seat of my power she’d slowly started decorating with her velvet curtains and glass ornaments. Her legs were crossed, her manicured nails tapping

• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   Echoes of Control

  CassiusCaius sat on the edge of the oversized couch, his little legs swinging gently, barely reaching the floor. His violet eyes blinked up at me with that familiar, innocent curiosity. My heart thudded harder in my chest the longer I stared at him.He looked so much like Lorien. It was unsettling sometimes. The same long lashes, the soft cheeks, the way his gaze held a quiet intelligence far beyond his years.I crouched in front of him, forcing my voice into something soft. "Caius... do you remember who brought you and your brother lunch yesterday?"His lips puckered in thought. "Maid Eva," he said brightly. "She brought chicken pie. It was really yummy."I nodded, even as my gut twisted. Eva. The name flared in my mind like a warning bell. "Did you feel strange after eating it? Anything?"Caius tilted his head. "No... I was already sleepy. My tummy was warm, but... I think I was tired because Lucian was feeling bad, and it made me feel bad too."That made sense. The twins had a str

• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   A Father's Fury

  CassiusI sat outside Lucian’s hospital room, unable to move, unable to think clearly. The cold bench beneath me did little to anchor the storm tearing through my chest.No matter what Lorien had said… I knew the truth.This was my fault.Lucian was in there, his small body weakened and poisoned, because I had failed him. I had failed again.I wasn’t even sure how long I’d been sitting there, staring at the white walls as if they’d offer me answers. My wolf stirred in me, restless, anxious, furious. And I couldn't blame him.I had let my son fall into danger while I was too caught up in being everything else—Alpha, enforcer, protector, leader. The one who was supposed to know better. And somehow, I hadn’t even noticed that danger had slipped right through my walls and poisoned my child.And the most terrifying part? I didn’t even know who had done it.I didn’t notice Lorien until I felt the softest press of lips against my cheek.I blinked. My eyes turned to him, and there he was—his

• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   Poisoned Roots

  LorienI could barely breathe.Seeing Lucian like that—limp, pale, eyes rolling back before he collapsed—felt like something sharp had torn through my chest. I didn’t even realize I was trembling until my hands fumbled around his small, shaking form, Cassius shouting for help beside me.I kept telling myself to stay calm, to stay strong. But how? How was I supposed to hold it together when my baby was convulsing in his father’s arms?By the time we reached the hospital, I felt like I had aged a thousand years. My legs were weak, my stomach was knotted, and my heart… it wouldn’t stop racing. Every second dragged as they wheeled Lucian into emergency. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shift and tear through anything in my way until someone—anyone—told me he was okay.Cassius sat across from me in the waiting room, his hands clasped tightly in his lap, jaw clenched like he was trying not to fall apart. He hadn’t said a word since we arrived. Not one. Not even when I asked him what had happ

• The Alpha's Rejected Omega   The Weight of What-Ifs

  LorienThe sterile scent of the hospital clawed at my throat, thick and cold, like guilt dressed in antiseptic. I couldn’t stop shaking. My fingers were trembling so badly I could hardly hold onto the edge of the chair beside the bed.Lucian didn’t move.His little body—too small, too fragile—lay on the hospital bed, eyes shut tight, skin pale and clammy. His tiny fingers twitched every now and then, like he was chasing something in a dream I couldn't reach. My son. My baby.And I was useless.“Lucian…” I whispered, but my voice cracked midway. The machines beeped steadily around him, but I couldn't focus on the rhythm. All I could hear was the pounding of my own heart against my ribs.Cassius stood by the far wall, arms crossed, staring at absolutely nothing. His jaw was clenched, and I could see the muscle twitch in his cheek. He hadn’t said a word since we got here. Not to me. Not to the doctor. Not even to Lucian.The silence was too loud.And in it, my mind turned on me. Over and