All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Omega: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

LorienI could barely breathe.Seeing Lucian like that—limp, pale, eyes rolling back before he collapsed—felt like something sharp had torn through my chest. I didn’t even realize I was trembling until my hands fumbled around his small, shaking form, Cassius shouting for help beside me.I kept telling myself to stay calm, to stay strong. But how? How was I supposed to hold it together when my baby was convulsing in his father’s arms?By the time we reached the hospital, I felt like I had aged a thousand years. My legs were weak, my stomach was knotted, and my heart… it wouldn’t stop racing. Every second dragged as they wheeled Lucian into emergency. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shift and tear through anything in my way until someone—anyone—told me he was okay.Cassius sat across from me in the waiting room, his hands clasped tightly in his lap, jaw clenched like he was trying not to fall apart. He hadn’t said a word since we arrived. Not one. Not even when I asked him what had happ

CassiusCaius sat on the edge of the oversized couch, his little legs swinging gently, barely reaching the floor. His violet eyes blinked up at me with that familiar, innocent curiosity. My heart thudded harder in my chest the longer I stared at him.He looked so much like Lorien. It was unsettling sometimes. The same long lashes, the soft cheeks, the way his gaze held a quiet intelligence far beyond his years.I crouched in front of him, forcing my voice into something soft. "Caius... do you remember who brought you and your brother lunch yesterday?"His lips puckered in thought. "Maid Eva," he said brightly. "She brought chicken pie. It was really yummy."I nodded, even as my gut twisted. Eva. The name flared in my mind like a warning bell. "Did you feel strange after eating it? Anything?"Caius tilted his head. "No... I was already sleepy. My tummy was warm, but... I think I was tired because Lucian was feeling bad, and it made me feel bad too."That made sense. The twins had a str

CassiusI could still feel her touch on my shirt. My skin crawled where her fingers had lingered, cold and poisonous like the venom she always dripped behind every smile. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and before I knew it, rage surged up like a wave crashing against fragile control.I shoved her.Harshly.Isabella stumbled back, gasping. Her eyes flared in disbelief, maybe outrage. I didn’t care anymore. Not when my mate was missing. Not when my son was lying sick in a bed. Not when this cursed alliance, this tangled mess I’d wrapped myself in for power, was choking the only good thing I’d ever had.She opened her mouth to say something—probably another performance, another manipulation—but I was already walking out. I didn’t want to hear another syllable.All I could think about was Lorien.Had something happened to him?No.No, he wouldn't just vanish. Not after what we’d said. After everything we'd shared.But what if she’d driven him away again? What if she’d gotten in

LorienThe wind was sharp, and the scent of Blood Fang Pack hit me harder than I expected.I stood just beyond their gates, the looming iron arch above my head feeling heavier than it ever had. The last time I passed through here, my heart had been in pieces, my body heavy with exhaustion and betrayal. This time, my head was clear, but my chest still ached in a different way.Because I knew Cassius was somewhere inside.And I hated—absolutely hated—that I had to keep him in suspense.But it had to be done.Beside me, the Alpha of the Blue Stone Pack stood still, arms crossed over his broad chest, expression unreadable. I knew others feared him. I understood why. Power pulsed from him like silent thunder, calm and coiled, like he could bring down the mountain if he felt like it. But right now, he just looked… bored.Like this whole situation was just mildly inconvenient.The guards, though? They looked like they were seconds from lunging at us.“Turn around,” one growled. “You’re not w

LorienI hated the way she said it.Like her words were gospel, like I was some creature slithering into a space that didn’t belong to me. Like I didn’t already carry enough doubt in my chest to crush me.My fists curled at my sides, but I kept my mouth shut—for now.Isabella looked right at Cassius as if I didn’t exist. “Aren’t the scars on my body proof enough?” she said, voice trembling with indignation. “Or do you need him to spell out how he’s trying to take you from me?”I stiffened. I hated how she used those scars like a weapon, twisting them to mean something they didn’t. My heart beat faster, not out of guilt—but fear. Fear that Cassius might listen to her. That he might believe it.Cassius’s jaw ticked, but before he could respond, the Alpha of the Blue Stone Pack stepped forward.I’d seen him composed and unreadable. A wall of silence. But now… rage flickered beneath his calm. His energy shifted like a storm about to break.“You haven’t changed,” he said sharply, his voice