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THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King The chains and the fire
Rian’s POV Pain came first. A low throb at the base of my skull, blooming behind my eyes like a dark flower. My limbs felt heavy, cold, not my own. The air was damp, stale, laced with mildew and something metallic. Blood. I blinked slowly, the world tilting sideways. I was lying on stone. Chains rattled when I shifted, iron cuffs biting into my wrists and ankles. My throat felt raw, my mouth dry. I wasn’t alone. The torchlight was dim, flickering from the far end of the chamber. A long room—stone walls, no windows. A single iron door. And in the corner, a figure sat in shadow, watching. “Welcome back,” a voice said. Male. Smooth. Familiar in the worst way. I tried to sit up. The chains resisted. “Where… am I?” “Somewhere beneath the eastern cliffs,” the man replied. “An old prison. One the wolves forgot.” I squinted at him. Recognition bloomed slow and cruel. Lord Elion. “You,” I whispered. “You remember me.” He stood, stepping into the torchlight. His f
THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King Questioning him
Darius POV She was late. Not by much—twenty minutes, maybe. But Rian wasn’t the kind of woman who lost track of time, especially not after the week we’d had. She’d promised to speak to Avery before moving her things into my wing. She was laughing when she left. Light in a way I hadn’t seen her in days. Now that laughter echoed in my mind like a knife being slowly drawn across stone. I waited another five minutes. Then I moved. The corridor outside my chambers was quiet. My guards straightened at my approach, offering small bows. “Have you seen Rian?” I asked. They exchanged glances. “She passed through heading toward Lady Avery’s quarters about half an hour ago.” “And after?” A beat of silence. Too long. “No, my king.” My throat went tight. I nodded, turned, and walked—fast. By the time I reached Avery’s wing, the anxiety had turned acidic in my stomach. Mira opened the door, hair damp from a bath, wrapped in a robe. “Where’s Rian?” I asked, voice sharper
THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King Taken
The first thing I felt was cold. Not the kind that came from winter winds or stone floors—but the deep, invasive kind that seeped into your bones and stayed there. It wrapped around my spine, curled behind my ribs, and made each breath feel too shallow. The second thing I felt was pain. A dull, throbbing ache bloomed at the base of my skull. Each pulse sent a wave of nausea through my gut. When I tried to lift my hand to touch it, I couldn’t. Chains. Iron ones. Silver-tipped. Clamped around my wrists and ankles, fixed to the stone wall behind me. Panic struck hard and fast, nearly robbing me of breath. I yanked once—twice. The sound of metal scraping stone echoed in the darkness. Too strong. They knew what I was. The cell was dimly lit by a single torch mounted high above the door. Shadows twisted on damp, moss-lined stone. The air was thick with mildew and blood. Old blood. I could smell it. Could feel it in the cold bite of the floor beneath me. I wasn’t alone.
THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King The Calm Before The Ruins
Rian’s POV It had been weeks. Mira had returned home to check on her clan. Avery had gone to the capital on court business. I hadn’t realized how much I missed them until now—until I felt safe in their presence again. Then I told them everything. About the attack. About the emissary. About the dreams. And then—I told them the truth. What I was. What I had always been. “A hybrid,” I said quietly. “Half-witch. Half-wolf. My mother hid it. My father never knew. But it’s why I survived the fire. It’s why I keep seeing things before they happen.” Neither of them said a word at first. Mira only blinked. “That explains a lot,” she said, then picked up her tea and took a sip like I’d told her I preferred black over sweetened. Avery tilted her head, brows raised. “You thought we’d hate you for that?” “I’ve been hated for less,” I said, the words sharp around the edge. “Darius could’ve rejected me. Banished me. But he didn’t.” “No,” Avery said softly, “he wouldn’t.” They
THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King The Lights That Burns
Rian’s POV His mouth was fire. Not the kind that scorched—but the kind that claimed. Branded. Like he wanted to kiss the truth out of me and replace it with something new. Something ours. And for one reckless heartbeat, I let him. I let myself melt into his warmth, forget the ticking clock of secrets buried too deep, forget the way my blood had once curled into spirals of ash at the mere thought of touch. His hands were strong, calloused, and careful. One curved around my jaw. The other slid to my waist like he was anchoring me—afraid I’d vanish. Maybe I would’ve. Maybe I should’ve. But then I tasted blood. Not his. Mine. A sharp sting where my lip had split. I didn’t even realize it had happened until the copper tang bloomed on my tongue. And with it came the memory. Of a whip. Of symbols carved into skin. Of a voice chanting my name like a curse. Witch. I tore away like I’d been struck. “Rian—” “No.” My voice came out hoarse. “You don’t understand what you’re
THE REJECTED OMEGA: Claimed By The Hellhound King Burn The Silence
Rian’s POV He took care of me that night. Darius didn’t ask questions—not at first. He swept into the room like vengeance with bare arms and fire in his gaze, but when he found me trembling on the blood-slicked floor, he became something else. Something quieter. Fiercer. He crossed the distance, sword forgotten, and dropped to his knees beside me. His hands hovered near my shoulders, hesitant—like I might shatter if he touched me wrong. “I’m fine,” I rasped. It was a lie. I was anything but fine. My skin still pulsed with leftover light. The dagger, slick with blood, had rolled to the side. My limbs shook with too much adrenaline. Too much power. Still, Darius wrapped his arms around me like he believed I’d vanish if he didn’t. He tucked my head under his chin and just held me. I let him. I let myself lean into his warmth, even as fear clawed at my throat. Not just from the assassin—but from myself. From the silver magic that had exploded out of me like a star gone no
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