All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Omega: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

LorienI gasped—loud, raw, desperate.Cassius collapsed in front of me, his body hitting the ground with a sickening thud that echoed in my ears, louder than any scream I could muster. Blood splattered across the dusty floor, dark and slick, trailing from the gash on the side of his head. I felt my heart stop.“No!” I screamed, jerking against the iron grip Matthias had on my arms. “Cassius!”He didn’t move. He didn’t flinch.I went cold.Matthias yanked me back with an annoyed grunt. “Stop squirming, you little bitch,” he snapped.My knees nearly buckled. I was too weak, too drained from days in that hellish basement to fight him off. Still, I struggled. Still, I tried.“Let me go!” I barked. “You bastard! You don’t get to win!”He sneered, dragging me down the corridor like I was some broken doll. “Can’t believe he came here for you. Look at him. Bleeding on the floor like a mangy mutt. Pathetic.”I clenched my jaw. “You’re wrong. He’s stronger than you’ll ever be.”Matthias barked

LorienThe sound of the door creaking open froze both of us, breath ragged, eyes darting toward the entrance.And there she was.Isabella.For a full second, I genuinely forgot she existed.Not because she wasn’t important—but because for once, for a breath in time, it felt like it was just Cassius and me. Like everything else had faded into fog. The kiss was still fresh on my lips, and my heart hadn’t stopped sprinting since the moment he leaned in. But there she was now—reality, obligation, fury in six-inch heels.She looked at us like she’d walked in on betrayal itself.And technically… she had.I swallowed thickly and glanced back at Cassius. His lips were still red—still wet from me. His cheeks flushed under my gaze, and I lifted my fingers subtly, swiping across my own lips to signal that he needed to fix his damn face. He blinked, then quickly looked away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a quiet, guilty motion that made me almost laugh.Gods, we were idiots.Isabell

CassiusLeaving Lorien felt like a knife twisted beneath my ribs. The weight of his fingers slipping from mine burned hotter than fire, but I didn’t let it show. Not as I stepped outside that cottage. Not as I shut the door behind me, leaving behind the only place I’d felt like a man instead of a title.I needed to be Alpha again.The wind sliced across my face as I headed toward the pack house, my boots crunching over the gravel path. My mind refused to quiet, looping with every whisper of Lorien’s voice, every soft gasp he gave as I kissed him—Gods, his taste was still on my tongue.But none of that mattered now. Because as I turned the corner and the pack house came into view, the sight of four elders standing there—rigid, expectant—immediately tightened my chest.They looked like they were waiting to bury someone.And behind them stood Julian.My Beta. My brother in all but blood.Or at least… he used to be.He didn’t speak. Just dipped his head in a gesture that could pass as res

LorienThis couldn’t be a different zone, right? Did Cassius really want to mend our bond? All these why, I wasn’t so sure if he was playing a prank on me. I just didn’t want to put my hope into him, and at the end of the day, it would end up being a lie. That would have hurt even more, and I couldn’t take that."Lorien Vale? Do you feel the closure of our bond?" Cassius asked softly. I swallowed as I paused my thoughts, and I felt my body shiver like I was cold, and the threads that held our bond move like it has a mind of its own. Tears burned my eyes, and I could only nod. "So, do you accept me as your fated mate?"Any other day, I could have argued foolish, but not today. Today, under the cloudy skies, I wanted this man to be my forever, and I just couldn’t help the tiny voice in me saying, I should accept it. I needed to save him from himself, and the evil people who were harming him, and I would do that. He was my mate in everything that I had and I had bled for him, I had shat

CassiusThe morning air was sharp against my skin, the kind of crisp chill that made your lungs ache a little when you inhaled. But I didn’t mind. Not today. I walked the path to the cottage with a purpose—each step steady, deliberate, grounding me in the quiet truth I was trying to live. I wasn’t here just as Alpha. I was here as a father.Lucian was already at the door, his backpack slung over his shoulder like he’d been waiting all night. His excitement was subdued, like he was trying to act too grown for it. But I saw through it.“You ready, soldier?” I asked, reaching out to ruffle his hair.He rolled his eyes. “I’m not a soldier. Yet.”I chuckled and motioned for him to follow me. “One step at a time.”We didn’t get far.Isabella’s perfume hit me before her voice did—sweet, cloying, a reminder that I had unfinished business breathing down my neck. She appeared like she always did—too perfectly composed for this early hour, lips painted like war.“Cassius,” she called, quickening