Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE REJECTED OMEGA IS THE LYCAN KING’S MATE: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

An hour of walking and Jessica was feeling the burn in her calves. She felt exhausted and struggled to find a way to inform the King. He was just talking and walking, enjoying himself as he showed her around. She remembered what Lucy had said, that he hadn’t been the same since his wife died. She observed him as he opened his mouth and shared stories about the bakery, expressing how much he enjoyed visiting it on Sundays during his childhood. But the manner how he spoke told her he was way older than he looked. He explained that they would bake bread and place it in the chimney for protection during the winter months. The king finally took a hold of her palm. He only became aware of his actions when he noticed her hand stiffen. He froze. “Forgive me, I got carried away.” “Don’t be,” Jessica smiled. “I’m enjoying the history of your community.” The King noticed the flush on her face. “You look exhausted. Do you want to sit? Are you thirsty?” Jessica sighed. “I could use a s

"She's healing," Doctor Peterson nodded as he examined Jessica. He found himself somewhat intrigued by how Jessica treated the king, as though she was his equal. Doctor Peterson didn't appreciate that. She was filth. Even though he didn't normally discriminate, he wanted the King to let this wolf know her place. "So can I start training now?" Jessica urged, hoping she would get the answer she so desired. "I can't wait for our one-on-one sessions, King Kanyon. I want to see what you got," she joked around, and Kanyon smirked. He was loving her enthusiasm. "So doctor, what's the verdict?" Jessica demanded again. Instead of responding, the doctor focused on writing his notes. "Well, can she?" Kanyon grunted, finding the doctor's actions rude. Dr. Peterson curtailed his head, his voice came out shaky. "She can do some light exercising, like speed walking and stretches, but nothing too rigorous." Jessica frowned in displeasure. She was excited to start training so she could en

As the sun rose, it chased away the fog up the mountains, casting its warmth and golden glow over the meadows surrounding the Warmblood Pack. After dinner last night, Jessica decided to go to bed early, while the king, Cameron, and the alpha remained in the study discussing strategies for border protection. Kanyon shared his knowledge on handling rogue lycans. Cameron even offered to hunt for the she-lycan since he was a lycan himself, which meant she wouldn't detect his presence if he masked his scent. Jessica awoke to the delightful aroma of pancakes and eggs. Her muscles felt tight, but once she stepped into the shower, the warm water worked magic to relax the tension in her joints. After washing her hair, she dried it thoroughly before wearing baggy jeans and a green sweater. With the cold outside, it wouldn't be long before the snow started falling. She put on her coat and wrapped her scarf around her neck, then went to the door. When she opened it she saw Kanyon coming to

King Kanyon was quiet as he trod up to the area where Gary and Adam were. He reached the scene just as Adam was lifting Jessica's bag. "What's that?" He heard one ask the other. "It's her bag," the other answered as he dug through it. He watched as he examined the contents. "These are the stuff she packed before we left." 'So these are the assholes who left our mate to die!' Sinbad growled. Kanyon was furious as he looked at them. They were huge and muscular. Poor excuses for men. How could they beat her up and leave her for dead, knowing she was carrying a pup? Kanyon's mouth was dripping with venom. "So you know what that means," the shorter one smiled as he watched the other placed the stuff back inside the bag. "It means she's dead. If she were alive, she would have taken this stuff wherever she went." Hearing him express such happiness about Jessica's death only fueled the king's anger. He couldn't wait to wipe that smile off his face. "You're right, cousin. The an

"Get off me!" Ren yelled, pushing the huge lycan off her. She flipped to her feet and Cameron did the same. Now they stood face to face, examining each other. Ren held her breath, waiting for the man to say something, but Cam was speechless. Never had he seen something so beautiful. Yes, her hair was mangled, and she smelled like pee and dirt, but he didn't care. He wanted to take care of her. His breathing was laboured, and his blond hair was damp from sweat, but his eyes were raking over Ren's face and body. Ren was trying her hardest not to stare, but Lightning was drooling without shame. 'Here we go. Anytime now he'll be howling out the word, mate. Then he'll throw me over his shoulder and drag me to his home and expect me to give him lycan pups every time I sneeze," Ren complained. 'That sounds like a dream come true,' Lightning marvelled. "You're a rogue!" Cam finally spoke, as he tried to make conversation. But to Ren, he sounded almost disgusted. His declaration