Semua Bab THE REJECTED OMEGA’S MATE : a tale of unexpected love: Bab 151 - Bab 160

*MARY'S POV*It had been one of those days—the kind where you’re running around so much, you forget to breathe. Between errands, Brianne’s endless chatter about wedding plans, and my job commitments, I was exhausted.By the time I got home, I flopped onto my bed, glaring at my phone as it buzzed.Josh: “What’s the probability of you burning dinner again tonight? Asking for science.”I snorted, my fatigue momentarily forgotten.Me: “Zero. I ordered takeout. Bet you didn’t see that coming, Mr. Assistant.”Josh: “Well, well, look at you. A true culinary mastermind. What’d you get?”Me: “Sushi. But not sharing, so don’t even ask.”Josh: “You’re cruel.”Me: “But I’m cute, so it balances out.”Josh: “Debatable.”I rolled my eyes, tossing my phone onto the pillow beside me. Even when we weren’t together, he had this way of sneaking into my day and making it better.***Later that evening, as I lounged on the couch with my sushi, my phone buzzed again.Josh: “Let me guess. You’re in your PJs,

Jordyn and Brianne*JORDYN'S POV*I stared out the large windows of my office, watching the first rays of sunlight stretch across the pack’s sprawling lands. Normally, this view calmed me—a reminder of what I was protecting. Today, it offered no solace. My thoughts raced, one worse than the last, as the severity of the situation sank in.A traitor.The word alone left a bitter taste in my mouth. It wasn’t the first time our pack had dealt with enemies from the outside, but betrayal from within? That was a knife to the heart, and it twisted with every passing moment that we remained in the dark.My desk was cluttered with papers, reports, and maps—each one a reminder of how much damage had already been done. Vital information about our patrols, defenses, and vulnerabilities had been leaked to our rivals. The rival pack had outmaneuvered us twice now, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that a third strike was coming, one that would cost us far more than we could afford.I clenched my fist

*JORDYN'S POV*Josh straightened, his expression turning serious. “I’ll keep following the leads in the court. But we need to prepare for the worst. If the rival pack knows our weaknesses, they might make a move soon.”I nodded, my mind already racing through contingency plans. “We’ll increase patrols along the borders. Double the guard rotations around the pack house. And I want you to keep an eye on the nobles—quietly. If anyone so much as twitches wrong, I want to know about it.”“Got it,” Josh said, his tone steady. But then he hesitated again, his brows furrowing.“What is it?” I asked, my patience wearing thin.He shifted uncomfortably. “It’s just… the timing of all this. The spy, the traitor—it all feels too perfect, doesn’t it? Like someone’s orchestrating this, waiting for the right moment to strike.”I frowned, the weight of his words settling heavily on my shoulders. He was right. This wasn’t random. Someone had planned this, and they were playing us like pieces on a chessb

*JORDYN.'S POV*The midday sun poured through the wide windows of my office, illuminating the polished mahogany of my desk. I sat there, going over the latest updates on the rogue attacks and pack finances, trying to keep my focus sharp. The weight of leadership often pressed harder when the pieces didn’t align, and lately, they weren’t aligning at all.A sharp knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in,” I called, my voice calm but firm.Josh stepped in, his expression tight, his usual casual demeanor replaced by something far more serious. That alone set me on edge. Josh rarely let anything rattle him, but today, his movements were purposeful, his jaw tense.“Got a minute?” he asked, closing the door behind him without waiting for my answer.“Always,” I replied, motioning for him to sit. But he didn’t. Instead, he stood near the edge of the desk, his eyes scanning the room as if double-checking for any lurking ears or hidden dangers.“What’s wrong?” I asked, my brows fur

*JORDYN'S POV*But the damage had already been done, and no amount of apologies could change that. Vincent had already fed enough information to the rival pack to put us all in danger. It wasn’t just about fixing things with my mother anymore. It was about protecting the pack from the consequences of her mistakes.I turned and made my way to the door, not looking back. “I’ll handle this,” I said, my voice low and final. “But this isn’t over.”Once I was outside, I took a deep breath, letting the cool night air fill my lungs. The tension that had been building in my chest didn’t seem to ease, but I knew I had to keep moving forward. I had to act fast, before the rival pack could make their move.As I walked back to my car, I thought about everything I had learned tonight. The betrayal. The lies. And, perhaps most troubling of all, the truth about my mother’s relationship with Vincent. I couldn’t afford to let personal emotions cloud my judgment. The pack was depending on me, and I had