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Shadows of Loyalty

Author: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-13 19:21:13

The mid-morning sun cast long, thin beams of light through the tall arched windows of the east wing of the palace.

Dust was in the air, floating lazily in the stillness.

The grand room Eugene had ordered cleared for Becca’s new location of her clinic was huge.

There were high ceilings adorned with elegant carvings of wolves in mid-hunt and long walls painted a welcoming colours.

The scent of old books, wood polish, and fresh herbs lingered faintly and Becca couldn’t help but feel conflicted.

It wasn’t like her small, cozy clinic back in the town — this was far grander, regal, and a little too pristine for Becca’s taste.

She stood silently by the window, arms crossed over her chest as she watched several palace movers carefully — or in some cases, carelessly — carry in her equipment.

Her lap desk, bottles of mixtures, her old mortar and pestle, a beaten-up microscope that had survived more falls than she could count, and dozens of small wooden crates labeled Fragile or Medicinal Sup
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  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Cost of Curiosity

    Seraphina stared at the ceiling and felt nothing but resentment.The room she had been moved into was larger than her previous chambers, almost grand in its excess. It was meant to be comforting, but to Seraphina, right now it felt like a cage.She exhaled sharply and pushed herself into a seated position, silk sheets pooling around her legs. One hand moved instinctively to her stomach, her fingers placed gently over the slight swell beneath her gown.The only thing anchoring her lately. Around the room, healers murmured quietly, their voices deliberately low, pretending not to watch her every movement while watching her all the same. Their eyes followed her like shadows, tracking every shift of posture, every breath that seemed too sharp.Two maids lingered near the door, whispering to one another, their hands folded nervously in front of them as if Seraphina was something fragile instead of a woman who had endured far worse than pregnancy.“I am not ill,” Seraphina snapped sudden

  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    Echoes of Warnings

    Max returned to the resistance hideout long after the torches along the forest paths had been lit.Skye’s voice echoed relentlessly in his head and he clenched his jaw as he walked.Skye wasn’t the type to exaggerate. She survived in pack town by knowing exactly when danger was real and when it was only noise. That certainty in her eyes had unsettled him far more than any threat Desmond’s name carried.He slowed his steps, boots scraping faintly against the stone floor as the resistance hideout opened up into a wider chamber. Low voices carried through the space, strategizing, murmurs of anticipation, restrained excitement. Wolves moved with purpose, some sharpening blades, others poring over maps on rough tables.This was real, this was happening and Skye believed it would end in disaster.Max ran a hand through his hair beneath his hood."She’s just worried, That’s all," he told himself. "She doesn’t want me caught in the middle of this."But doubt lingered in his head.“Max.”His

  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Luna Queen’s Gaze

    Jack stood near the eastern corridor, issuing quiet but firm instructions to a small unit of guards.“I want rotations changed every two hours,” he said, his voice steady. “No more six-hour stretches. Fatigue breeds mistakes.”One of the guards nodded. “Yes, sir.”Jack turned away and as he was about to leave, he heard a sharp clatter followed by a loud gasp then the unmistakable sound of something fragile breaking.Jack turned just in time to see a maid crumple to her knees, a wooden tray slipping from her trembling hands. A glass bowl had shattered, wine spreading across the polished floor. The girl herself seemed ready to collapse with it.She looked young, too young. Her face was pale, lips slightly blue, eyes unfocused as if she had been pushing herself far beyond what her body could manage.The guards nearby stiffened, unsure whether to intervene or step back but Jack didn’t hesitate.He crossed the distance in long strides and crouched in front of her before anyone could bark

  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    Her Figure

    Max followed the figure in silence.The resistance hideout moved behind him, the stone corridors giving way to a narrow exit concealed by hanging roots and rocks that blended seamlessly with the hillside outside. The woman walked ahead of him at a steady pace and Max frowned beneath his cloak.Skye never walked like that when she was cautious. She slowed, paused, and glanced over her shoulder. She moved like someone who had learned long ago that being careless could get you killed but this woman didn’t.Still, Max followed.The woman stopped abruptly near a small clearing where a supply cart had been hidden beneath leaves and branches. She bent, lifting the tarp, revealing sacks of grain, dried herbs, and medical supplies.Max slowed down then stopped.She straightened and turned and Max saw her face clearly for the first time.She was definitely not Skye.The disappointment hit him harder than he expected, a sharp, hollow ache settling in his chest.The woman startled slightly when s

  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    Fault Lines

    Flickering lanterns hung from iron hooks along the walls in the resistance meeting chamber, casting restless shadows over the faces gathered around the long wooden table.Eugene stood at the head of the table, both palms resting on the rough surface as he leaned forward. His presence alone seemed to steady the space. Since the night he had addressed the resistance, something had shifted. Dorian stood to Eugene’s right, his arms crossed, his jaw tight as ever. Robin sat opposite him, his fingers steepled, his eyes sharp with strategy. Sax leaned back against the wall, one boot propped behind him, his expression deceptively relaxed though his eyes missed nothing.Several other head members of the resistance filled the remaining seats as they considered what to do about their common enemy. Max sat slightly apart, near the edge of the table, listening.Eugene exhaled slowly. “We don’t have the luxury of time anymore,” he said. “Desmond is tightening his grip. Patrols have doubled in

  • The Rejected Omega's Redemption    The Garden of Unspoken Things

    Morning light spilled gently into the large garden, filtering through veils of white silk and moving up to flowers that wrapped themselves lovingly around marble columns. Dew still clung to the beautiful petals of moonlilies, their soft glow reduced now by the rising sun, although they still looked as charming as ever. The air was cool, filled with the scent of jasmine and mint, carefully cultivated to soothe the mind and steady the heart.This place was sacred. It was a sanctuary that had been built for no distractions from the happenings of the mansion, especially during days when it felt like it was going to come crashing down.There were no guards, no courtiers, and no sign of politics that could mess with a person's mind.Only the Luna Queen was permitted here, accompanied with one or two more persons of her choice.Yet even within the safety of the garden, Seraphina could not find peace. For some reason, it had become some kind of chore just this morning.She rested her back o

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