Dance of New Beginnings

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• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Seeds of Discord

  The late afternoon sun poured a honeyed glow across the mansion’s grand courtyard, lighting up the stone walls with warmth. Ava’s heels clicked on the polished floor of the west wing as she strolled beside Luna Seraphina. Ava’s eyes sparkled with mischievous triumph as she leaned close to her Luna.“You should have seen Becca’s face, Luna,” Ava said, her voice soft and giddy with malice. “She was pale as milk. I heard her telling Mira how Eugene called her Kaelyn last night. He was delirious, apparently, but you should have heard the crack in her voice when she said it.”Seraphina gave a low, musical laugh that echoed against the stone pillars. “So our stoic Becca was finally reminded she’s not so secure after all.”“Oh, it was delightful,” Ava continued eagerly, brushing a stray curl from her cheek. “I didn’t even have to do much—just a whisper here, a suggestion there. I told her Kaelyn has been casting those innocent eyes at Alpha Eugene, practically throwing herself at him.”Se

• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    Unraveled Threads

  The scent of antiseptic clung to the air, heavy and sharp, as Mira stepped into the infirmary. Max was already there, standing stiffly near the foot of the bed where Eugene lay propped up by too many pillows. Morning light streamed through the narrow windows, making the clean white sheets glow unnaturally bright.Every breath still burned in his chest, though the fever’s grip had loosened.Max crossed his arms, expression stormy. “You look like hell, Eugene.”I let out a rough chuckle that turned into a cough. “Yeah? You should see the other guy.”He didn’t laugh. His eyes flicked over the dark veins still visible beneath Eugene’s skin, reminders of the poison the rogues had laced their fangs with. Eugene shifted uncomfortably, feeling the pain simmering just beneath the surface.“Those rogues,” he said, forcing his voice steady. “The ones who ambushed Kaelyn and me last night. It wasn’t random.”Max leaned in, his eyes sharp and calculating. “What makes you so sure?”“They knew

• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    Warning in the Morning Light

  Becca stepped into the courtyard outside the infirmary, the morning sun just peeking above the treetops, spilling pale gold across the clearing. She stood there for a moment, the cool air nipping at her cheeks, letting it seep into her lungs like a balm. But even the freshness of morning couldn’t clear the heaviness lodged in her chest. Why does it hurt so much? she wondered, wrapping her arms tight around herself. Why do I care what he said in his fever?“Becca?”She nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of her name. Mira was jogging toward her from the direction of the pack house, her braid bouncing against her back. Mira’s eyes, usually so lively, grew instantly worried when they landed on Becca’s pale face and trembling hands.“Becca,” Mira repeated softly, stopping in front of her. “What happened? You look like you’ve been up all night.”“I was,” Becca admitted with a strained laugh. “Eugene was worse than we thought. The fever… it nearly took him. I had to watch him, m

• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Morning After

  Becca’s eyes fluttered open to the muted gray light of dawn streaming through the thin infirmary curtains. The world around her was eerily quiet except for the gentle rise and fall of Eugene’s chest. For a moment, she was disoriented, until the cool wooden arm of the infirmary chair beneath her reminded her she hadn’t left his side all night.She shifted slightly, feeling the cramp in her back from sleeping hunched over, and noticed that her hand was still firmly intertwined with his. His fingers, long and roughened by countless battles, were slack but warm against hers. She stared at them, unable to bring herself to pull away.The bruised dark hue that had spread beneath his skin during the night was gone; the poison’s angry tendrils had receded, leaving only a few faint traces of irritation. His breathing was deep and steady. Relief flooded through her, but it was quickly followed by the memory of his delirious murmurs—words that had sliced her like a knife.“Kaelyn… don’t go…”

• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    In the Morning Mist

  Seraphina stood by the tall, arched window overlooking the dew-laden gardens. Her hair was pulled back into a tight braid, emphasizing the sharp angles of her face and the simmering fury in her silver eyes. She turned her gaze to Desmond, who had just entered the room, his boots clicking against the marble floor.Desmond’s expression was guarded, but the faint lines around his eyes betrayed a sleepless night. He shrugged off his dark coat, hanging it by the door before striding across the room. His eyes met Seraphina’s with a weary resolve.“Desmond,” Seraphina began, voice clipped, “I spoke with one of the guards, my informant, this morning and he said Eugene and Kaelyn barely survived that attack last night. Four rogue wolves ambushed them in the western woods.”Desmond’s eyes narrowed. “Rogues?” He crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Are you sure they were rogues, not scouts from another pack?”“He was clear,” she said sharply. “Their scent was unmistakable. They were rogue

• The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Price of not being with him

  Becca sat wrapped in a thick wool blanket at the base of the grand staircase, the faint glow of the lantern behind her casting long, flickering shadows across her worried face. Each tick of the clock felt like a hammer striking her chest. The minutes stretched into what felt like endless hours, every gust of wind outside whispering threats through the cracks in the mansion’s walls. Her heart twisted with every creak of the floorboards, every distant howl. Had something terrible truly happened to Eugene? Had she let him go to his death?Suddenly, a voice pierced the oppressive silence: “Lady Becca!” Max’s voice, hoarse and desperate, sent a jolt of electricity through her limbs. She jumped to her feet, the blanket falling from her shoulders and pooling at her feet, her eyes straining to see beyond the darkness that lay past the open front doors.Lantern light came wildly through the stormy night until Max appeared, staggering beneath Kaelyn’s weight. The girl looked pale, her ey