บททั้งหมดของ THE REJECTED OMEGA’S MATE : a tale of unexpected love: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

*BRIANNE’S POV*“Do you know the consequences of shielding a traitor?” Jordyn asked, his voice firm and authoritative. “Not only will my council take action against me, but your pack will also come after silver-black and I don’t want that,” The mysterious man let out a scoffing sound. “Let me get this straight,” He started. “So, you mean you won’t be helping me?” He paused, awaiting a response but only silence greeted him.After a few seconds, I heard his voice again, but this time it was darker and colder than before. Each word seemed to hang in the air like unspoken malice.“Fine,” He said, his voice dripping with venom. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,”With that, I heard heavy footsteps storming towards the door, making my heart skip a beat. I frantically scanned the area for a hiding spot, my eyes darting around the empty hall. I quickly scrambled into a corner, holding my breath and hoping I wouldn’t be discovered. I didn’t want to get caught eavesdropping.The office doors burst

*JORDYN’S POV*“what do you think you’re doing, man?” Josh said the moment we stepped out of the room.“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this.” I apologized, unsure where to even start.He scoffed. “so, you think I didn’t know all along?” He asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “I kept seeing those strange letters in your office, and you’ve been acting weird for weeks. The moment I decided to look into it was when I saw the threat letter,” Josh said, his eyes hard, though I could still see the emotions behind them.“Don’t you think is better I handle my own problems? Why do you have to get involved?” Josh asked, frustrated clear in his voice.I frowned at him. “nonsense! Josh. How could I let you deal with this alone? What’s the point of being brothers if we don’t help each other out?” I said, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible, despite the frustration.“This is not only about you, Josh. There’s something more going on here.” I said, focusing my gaze on him.Josh’s express

*BRIANNE’S POV*I stared at the sheet of paper in front of me, the words blurring together as I struggled to focus on the exam. My mind felt like it was drifting, constantly pulled away by the weight of everything that had been going on for the past few days.Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head and glanced around the room. Everyone else had their heads down, their eyes glued to their booklets, and pens scratching furiously across the pages. The quiet shuffle of papers and the hum of concentration filled the room but it only made my own distraction feel more pronounced.This was it—my final exams in college. I should’ve been happy, and relieved to be at the edge of freedom, yet I was overwhelmed. The past few days had been a whirlwind of chaos, and the emotional toll was weighing heavy on me. My thoughts were scattered, and tangled up in worries and unresolved feelings. But none of that mattered now.I had no choice but to focus.Clenching the pen tighter in my hand, I forced myself

*BRIANNE’S POV*I lay on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, my thoughts swirling like a storm I couldn’t control. Seeing Marcus again hit me harder than I ever imagined. It was as if the air had been sucked out of me when our eyes met. I had told myself I wouldn’t care if I saw him again, that I had moved on, but the knot in my stomach told me otherwise. My chest felt heavy, the weight of memories I thought I had buried now clawing their way to the surface.I hadn’t left my room all day, the soft glow of the afternoon sun peeking through the curtains now beginning to fade as evening settled in. Every time I Closed my eyes, a familiar scent…yet distant, haunted me. It was like he was both there and not there, lingering in my mind as if to remind me of what we once were, of everything we never became. I shook my head, trying to get rid of this image, but it clung to me stubbornly.I sat up, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. The room felt suffocating. My breaths were shallo

*BRIANNE’S POV*The sun was blazing hot as I stood at the edge of the training field. I watched as wolves, in both human and beast forms, fought against each other.Dust kicked up around then, and the sound of fists connecting with flesh echoed in the air. I should have been focused but my mind kept drifting elsewhere.I kept dodging punches from my sparring partner, but my attention always slipped away. Every time someone growled or shifted, my heart pounded…not out of fear, but from impatience.Jordyn—I needed to see him. He was all I could think about. My muscles ached, sweat dripped down my back, but it wasn’t the physical strain that weighed me down. It was the gnawing anxiety about the conversation I needed to have with him.I couldn’t concentrate on the drills, or the shouted commands for the instructor. My body reacted on instinct, moving when necessary but never fully engaged.The idea of seeing Jordyn consumed me. I had to tell him about Marcus. That was at the front of my