The Alpha's Rejected Omega

LorienThe school hallways were always loud, filled with the sound of laughter, footsteps, and conversations. But for me, they were a battlefield. I kept my head down, moving quickly as I navigated through the crowd, clutching my books to my chest like a shield. If I made myself small enough, if I didn’t make eye contact, maybe today would be different. Maybe they’d leave me alone. But I knew better. A hard shove from behind sent me sprawling forward. My books slipped from my grasp, scattering across the floor. The hallway erupted in laughter. "Oops," a voice drawled mockingly. "Didn’t see you there, omega." I swallowed hard, my hands shaking as I reached for my books. "Pathetic," another voice chimed in. "I swear, the pack gets weaker just having you in it." I didn’t look up. The sheer amount of disgust dripping from the words let me know exactly who it was. Cassius Blackwood. The future Alpha. My worst nightmare. He stood with his usual smirk, arms crossed, exudi

LorienThe morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth as I stepped outside. My body still ached from last night, from him, but the pain was overshadowed by a growing sense of anticipation. Cassius had come to me. He had found me in the dark, his hands desperate as they claimed me, his body pressed against mine, his breath uneven as he whispered my name like it meant something. And for the first time in my life, I had felt wanted. I was happy about what had happened between us, but I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach as I hadn't woken up with him by my side. I had expected him to be at my side the second I woke up, because mates that were newly discovered were practically inseparable.I searched for him all overy house, even checking the surroundings, but I didn't find him. I decided to take a walk, hoping that I might find him on the way. I clutched the hem of my jacket, pulling it tighter around myself as I walked toward the pack house. The m

LorienI woke up with a gasp, my body jerking upright as panic clawed its way through my chest. My head throbbed painfully, and for a moment, the world blurred around me. The last thing I remembered was being surrounded by those soldiers, their claws ready to strike—then Kieran stepping in. And now… Where was I? The room around me was unfamiliar. The walls were made of dark wood, the scent of pine and fresh air lingering in the air. A large window let in soft morning light, illuminating the neatly arranged furniture. The bed I was in was far too soft, the blankets warm and thick—a stark contrast to the cold forest floor I had been running through just hours ago. I wasn’t dead. But I had no idea what was waiting for me. The door creaked open, and I flinched, my body instinctively tensing. Kieran stepped inside, arms crossed, his sharp blue eyes watching me carefully. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair slightly tousled as if he had barely slept. "You're awake,

CassiusThe day had been long. Too long. But it wasn't as though I had a choice in the matter. My father had been insistent, and with every passing moment, the weight of my obligations grew heavier. Dinner had been arranged, and with it, the expectation that I, Cassius Blackwood, would be on my best behavior, smiling and pretending for the sake of the alliance.As I dressed in my formal attire, I could feel the tension creeping up my spine. The event tonight wasn’t about me—at least, that’s what I kept telling myself. It was about the Blood Fang Pack and securing our future. But the truth was, I was suffocating. A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I straightened, taking a deep breath, and opened the door to find my father standing there, a wide grin stretched across his face.“Ready, son?” he asked, his voice warm and expectant.I grunted in reply, offering a half-hearted smile that didn't reach my eyes. My father, as always, seemed oblivious to my discomfort. His world r

LorienI sat on the cot, my gaze drifting over the rough wooden beams of the ceiling. The steady sounds of movement outside filtered into the room—guards preparing for the day’s training, the clang of metal, the soft murmurs of conversation. But none of it reached me fully. My mind was elsewhere, as it always seemed to be now. The door creaked open, and Kieran stepped inside. His eyes quickly scanned the room before settling on me. There was a slight frown on his face, though he tried to hide it with his usual easygoing demeanor."Hey," Kieran began, shifting uncomfortably, his hands fiddling with the hem of his jacket. "Just checking on you."I smiled faintly. "I’m fine." I said it more for myself than him, though. I’ve been worse, I thought, but didn’t say.Kieran didn’t seem convinced. He stepped closer, sitting down beside me on the cot. His eyes were full of concern—there was no denying that. “You know," he said quietly, "Alpha Mathias is a good man. He doesn’t do things for hi