Semua Bab The Alpha's Rejected Omega: Bab 121 - Bab 127

CassiusJulian was already inside my room when I got there.I didn’t like that.Didn’t like the familiarity.Didn’t like the timing.Didn’t like the look on his face.He straightened from where he was leaning against the wall like he belonged there. Like he hadn’t nearly shattered every bit of trust between us.“I want to talk,” he said carefully.I raised a brow, already tired. “We’ve done enough talking, Julian.”My voice came out flat, detached. I was too worn down for theatrics, too disillusioned to fake interest. My soul felt like it had been chewed up, spat out, and stomped on. I was barely holding myself together.Julian’s eyes flickered. “Please, Cassius. Just this once. Hear me out.”“Talking isn’t going to fix anything. If words fixed things, we wouldn’t be in this mess.” I walked past him, peeled off my jacket, and tossed it onto the chair.He didn’t move.I wanted him gone. I wanted to breathe.But Julian was good at this.He always knew how to hold just enough emotion in

LorienI didn’t want to call him.I shouldn’t have called him.But I did anyway.And of course—he didn’t pick up.I stared at the screen, the call icon fading out, my fingers trembling slightly. I gritted my teeth, ending the call, and let out a low, harsh curse. “Damn you, Cassius,” I muttered. “Letting your emotions get the best of you like always.”He was angry. I got it.But I was exhausted. And scared. And tired of being the only one trying.I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, rubbing my temples, trying not to think of the fact that the boys were still asleep in the other room of the cottage, that Lucian was still weak, that Caius still thought their father was avoiding them on purpose.And maybe he was.“Damn you, Mathias,” I spat, standing up suddenly. “Damn you for kissing me that night. Damn you for showing up. Damn you for everything.”The walls were closing in on me.I didn’t want to be in the guest house, but the cottage didn’t feel like safety either. So I walked.

LorienI didn’t want to be here.Every step I took felt heavier than the last. The gazes, the whispers, the memories—they all clung to my skin like a second layer of filth. This pack had done nothing but hurt me. It had stolen years from me, stolen my dignity, tried to steal my children. And now I stood here, watching the man who had hurt me the most take the center of the stage—my mate. Cassius.He looked powerful as he stood under the afternoon sun, his back straight, voice like a blade. The way his jaw flexed, the cold gleam in his eye—it was everything I hated and everything I craved. I hated how he could make my heart stutter even now, even after all he’d put me through. And worst of all, my mind kept looping back to what we had done earlier, the way he had touched me like he still remembered every curve, every scar, every part of me that still belonged to him. I’d acted like I didn’t care. Like I was above all of it.But the warmth of his mouth still lingered on my skin, and I w