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Fire in the Hallway
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The Rejected Omega's Redemption The Training Field
The morning sun broke through the heavy clouds above the Blackwood training field, its golden rays scattering across the dew-covered grass. Wolves both in human and beast form moved with calculated rhythm, training, sparring, perfecting their footwork under the sharp gazes of their betas and squad captains. Yet even amid the flurry of activity, all eyes occasionally drifted to one figure at the center of it all.Alpha Eugene Blackwood.He stood tall, his powerful frame covered in sweat but far from fatigued. His dark hair was tied behind him in a simple black band, his torso bare save for the thick leather arm guards and the old claw mark that slashed diagonally across his chest—a reminder of the wars of old. His piercing eyes scanned the training ground with the quiet authority of a man who had long mastered dominance.Today, he had already defeated three ranked wolves in training. Not injured them—defeated them. With terrifying precision, he had dodged, countered, and subdued e
The Rejected Omega's Redemption Fire in the Hallway
The silence in Eugene’s hallway had been broken by the sound of Ava’s hand slicing through the air.But it never landed.Mira had caught Ava’s wrist mid-air, her fingers tightening like steel around it. The look on her face wasn’t one of shock or fear—it was something far colder. Steady. Controlled.Ava’s breath hitched, more from surprise than pain, as her hand hovered between them, frozen in Mira’s grip.Mira’s eyes bored into Ava’s with a piercing calmness. “Don’t do that,” she said, her voice dangerously quiet.Ava pulled her hand, but Mira held on a second longer, forcing Ava to hear her.“You’re not going to slap me. Not now, not ever. I’m done letting you think you can touch me or talk down to me like I don’t matter.”The hallway dimmed slightly as clouds passed over the skylight above them, casting long shadows along the floor. Ava’s mouth opened—no words came. The air between them crackled.Mira slowly released Ava’s hand and stepped back, her shoulders squaring, chin li
The Rejected Omega's Redemption Sparks in the Hallway
The hallway outside Alpha Eugene’s study stretched endlessly, cloaked in golden afternoon light spilling through towering windows. But Mira didn’t notice the beauty. She wasn’t admiring the rose gardens blooming in neat rows below, or the distant sound of laughter from the training field. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her stomach, as if holding herself together was the only thing keeping her from shattering. She stood by the third window from the left, her back straight against the cool wall, her breathing shallow.She had been waiting for thirty-seven minutes.Becca had gone into Alpha Eugene’s study to request those three maids br transferred to her.The word echoed again in her mind, a cavern of ache where his presence had once lived.Mira didn’t like waiting, especially when she was all alone. Especially when the silence left room for memories—ones she had buried deep inside her chest. And one had just exploded.Jack’s voice.The memories of what had happened in the gard
The Rejected Omega's Redemption Hard to Pretend
Becca’s shoes tapped softly against the polished wooden floor, echoing down the corridor like a countdown she didn’t want to reach the end of. She didn't want to go.Every part of her screamed against it. But she had to. For them.A guard stationed at the study door dipped his head respectfully. “Luna Becca.”She forced a tight smile. “Is he inside?”“Yes, Luna. He’s been in there for hours.”Of course he had. She took a breath and knocked.No answer.She knocked again.Still silence.Finally, her hand closed around the handle, and she pushed open the heavy oak door without waiting for an invitation.The scent of warm cedarwood and spiced parchment greeted her first—Eugene’s scent. It was rich, masculine, enticing and familiar.He sat behind a broad desk of books and scrolls piled around him.A single glass of whiskey sat untouched near his hand. His head was bent as he read something, his eyes scanning the page with furrowed brows. He looked… tired. But still powerful. Still u
The Rejected Omega's Redemption Scars in the Wound
Becca walked briskly down the corridor, her shoes clicking against the stone floor, each step echoing with the weight of her fury. Her wrist still throbbed where Eugene had gripped her, the skin reddened as if marked by ownership. But it wasn’t just the pain that burned.It was the humiliation.The audacity.She could still hear the way his voice had snapped, commanding her like she was nothing more than a servant under his authority. Her jaw clenched at the memory."Who does he think he is?" she thought bitterly. "Grabbing me like that? Ordering me around like I’m some slave to his will?"Her hands tightened into fists at her sides as she turned the final corridor toward the infirmary. And as much as she hated herself for even thinking it—a deeper question gnawed at her gut like a parasite.What were Eugene and Seraphina talking about?He had walked out of the Seraphina's quarters like a man possessed, shadowed, and haunted. There had been something in his eyes. Something hollow
The Rejected Omega's Redemption Eugene’s Tight Grip
Eugene stepped out of Seraphina’s quarters, and the moment the heavy door clicked shut behind him, it felt like a shroud had been lifted from his shoulders. The air was colder out here, freer, but the pressure in his chest remained.His steps were slow, almost unsteady, as he moved down the stone corridor. There was something about Seraphina’s presence—seductive and venomous—that clung to the skin long after she was gone.His mind reeled from everything she had said. He paused at the base of a towering marble column, exhaling hard. The hallway ahead curved slightly, but something in the air shifted, sharpening his senses.Voices.He looked up—and froze.Standing just a few paces away, near the broad arch that led into the inner courtyard, were Max and Becca.Max’s hands were tucked into the pockets of his dark jacket, his expression unreadable as always. But Becca’s arms were folded across her chest, and her mouth was tight with frustration. Her brows were furrowed, lips pursed l
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