All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Omega: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

CassiusI shut the door behind us with a quiet thud, the soft click of the latch sounding much louder in the silence that followed. Antoinette didn’t say a word, just watched me as I led the way down the familiar corridor toward the study. It was strange walking these halls again—places I’d once run through as a kid, playing games and hiding behind pillars. Now, everything felt stiff, formal. Cold.I opened the door to the study and walked in first. The scent of aged paper, leather, and old whiskey hit me immediately. It hadn’t changed in years. Antoinette followed quietly, his presence heavy behind me.I made my way to the leather armchair in the corner, one I used to pretend was a throne when I was younger. Sitting down, I folded my arms across my chest and looked up at my cousin—no, the Alpha. I didn’t care about titles, though. Not here. Not with him.Antoinette shook his head with a faint smirk and took the other chair, sinking into it like he owned the room. I guess he did now.

LorienI rolled my eyes so hard I thought they might stay that way when Cassius said, “He’s just like you. Always wants things to go his way.”“He is not—” I started, but my words caught in my throat as I glanced toward the kids. My heart lurched. Caius and the boy from earlier weren’t just talking anymore—they were fighting. Fists. Kicks. Shouts.“Caius!” I gasped, already sprinting across the park like the ground might swallow them whole if I didn’t get there in time. Cassius was right behind me, but I reached them first, grabbing Caius by the waist and pulling him back just as the other boy landed a punch to his cheek.“Enough!” Cassius barked, stepping between them with that Alpha tone that made even grown wolves flinch. The boy stumbled backward, wide-eyed.“Did you just hit my son?”The child’s mouth opened and closed like a fish, but he didn’t speak. Before it could escalate, Cassius sighed and turned to Caius, crouching to meet his eyes. “And you. You don’t hit people either.

LorienI jolted awake, drenched in sweat and tangled in stiff hospital sheets. My chest was heaving, lungs burning, and my mouth was dry like ash. “Cassius!” I gasped, the name tearing out of my throat like a scream. “Where—where is he?”“Calm down, Lorien,” a familiar voice said gently. Antoinette.I turned sharply, pain flaring through my side, and that’s when I noticed the IV in my arm and the soft beep of machines nearby. “Where the hell is he?” I rasped, trying to sit up, but Antoinette rushed to my side, holding me down.“Please, breathe. You’re safe now.”Safe? That word meant nothing to me without Cassius beside me. “Don’t lie to me!” I cried out, my voice cracking from the weight of everything I’d just relived in my sleep. “Where is Cassius? Is he okay? Tell me!”Antoinette’s face faltered. His eyes darted away, lips parting as if to deliver another line of comfort, but I saw the hesitation. That pause lit something explosive in my chest.“I swear to the Moon Goddess,” I grow

CassiusThe moment I heard Isabella whisper those words—"How are you alive?"—my brows pulled together. Confusion crawled over my spine, cold and unwanted. The way she looked at me, like she had seen a ghost, unsettled something in my chest."What did you just say?" I asked, voice low but heavy with warning.She blinked, clearly startled by the question being repeated aloud. Her gaze darted around the room, the elders still standing frozen like statues. Then, as if on cue, tears welled in her eyes. I had seen that act far too many times to be moved by it.“I—I didn’t mean anything bad,” she stammered, her voice breaking. “I only said that because I was told the two of you had been attacked on your way back. There was so much confusion… so many bad reports coming in… I didn’t know what to believe anymore.”Lorien stepped forward, his expression cool and unreadable, though I could see the tension in his jaw. “And who told you that?” he asked, voice soft but sharp. “No one knew where we w

LorienThe man’s words echoed in my ears, ringing louder than the whistling wind that cut through the trees.“All your fault,” he’d spat, his voice like gravel scraping against my nerves.I stared at him—disheveled, gaunt, and shaking in the aftermath of his transformation. The man was barely holding himself together, but the fury in his eyes made it clear he didn’t care if I was trying to help him or not. I clenched my fists and took a slow breath, the sharp forest air grounding me.“What exactly did I do wrong?” I asked him, voice low but firm.The man stumbled forward and jabbed a finger at my chest. “If you hadn’t come back, the Luna wouldn’t be this way!”I blinked at him. “Be clear,” I warned, my patience cracking at the edges. “I don’t have time to stand around listening to someone trying to blame me for the consequences of someone else’s actions. If you want help, speak plainly. If not—” I shrugged, “—then sit here and wallow in self-pity.”The man let out a bitter laugh, so s