All Chapters of REJECTED, Then Becoming King's Adorable Omega: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DAMON POV“What do you have to say to me?” I questioned as soon as we were out of hearing range.We were currently in my office, and the seer, as well, seemed to have cast a spell as soon as we stepped in, making hearing difficult.The conversation was necessary, and she didn't want anyone else to know what had been discussed.“That woman,” she paused, sighing. “I feel the aura from her this time., Previously, it wasn't as strong as this, and we could only guess, but I know better. Although I've been trying my best not to jump to conclusions. However, I feel the need to mention it, just in case you didn't know already, which is unlikely. Do you know who she is before you brought her into this pack filled with people who'd see her as an enemy?”“Because she's a werewolf?” I questioned. It wasn't something I had said out loud before or even told Seth when he was speculating. I had never agreed to anyone when they mentioned the possibility of her being that, or when she asked me if I kne

DAMON POVI heard the noise from the attack. The cries for help and the running around the pack house.The first thing that had wandered through my mind was going to the training room to help Celeste.But recalling that Seth was keeping her safe and the reason I was keeping my distance, I decided to stay put where I was.Well, not being entirely useless because one of the warriors had rushed into my office soon after to tell me about the ongoing attack. Although I had not gone there myself, I had sent enough warriors to help.It wasn't a major attack, but it wasn't one to be overlooked either.I had heard Celeste's voice. Her cry for help. Hence, the reason I was here.She wasn't with Seth; instead, she was with her maid.I'd watched all the things that happened from a distance, believing they'd take charge.Even if Celeste couldn't fight them off herself, her maid should be able to. She was a high-level caster.However, it seemed the attackers had caught her off guard. Rather than go

DAMONI was bored out of my mind, barely listening to what the elders were saying. It wasn't as if it didn't concern me, or I chose to be bored. I kept on getting distracted.It was Kael. He was restless because of Celeste. He had been prancing nonstop inside of me, ranting, asking me questions that I couldn't even answer.Questions about her transformation, I was only just witnessing. About who the alpha was who had hurt her, and how we would deal with him soon after.Questions arose about when Celeste would come awake and shift into her human form, or when he would get to see her, Nyra, once again.I hadn't responded to any of his questions, and that made it even worse because he kept prodding me, pushing through, and each time I tried to shut him out, he stopped me from doing so.I kneaded my head, grimacing as pain erupted in it. I couldn't remember the last time I had experienced such an intense headache. It was never because of Kael and more about the elders of the pack house.T

CELESTE POVMy cheeks heated. That wasn't what I wanted to hear him say. At least, not him, who wouldn't let me go since he knew I was an enemy.“If I ever had the intention of doing so, I should have killed you the moment I met with you and not now that you've grown on me.”How could he say such a thing without blinking? He looked damn serious and I didn't know what to do with words like that.It was a time like this that I wish I were part of the higher-class pack house. They weren't just taught how to look pretty or defend themselves in times of trouble. They were taught to be a proper lady.If I had been, I wouldn't be staring at my broken nails or blushing like crazy in Damon’s presence.“I don't mind you blushing. I find you cuter when that happens. However, I must say that I don't find you attacking me cute. At least, not in that manner in which you had, tell me why you did so? Were you thinking about me?”Once again, I found my cheeks flaming. Hot. Plus, my neck region and eve

CELESTE POVI paused at the threshold of the room, inhaling deeply.It was dark in here, with less light. There were just two windows that might have been used to allow air to drift into the room and ward off the scent of sweat that surrounded it now.But it was barely useful.This wasn't unlike the general training room, which was bright and warm.It was cold, unwelcoming…dark and mysterious. Yet, I left the doorside and wandered inside.The silence in the room was another thing. It was almost deafening. I could barely hear anything. Not even the echo of my footsteps.My fingers reached out, tracing the weapons that lined the walls as I walked past them. Swords with edges honed so fine they could slice a hair midair, silver-tipped spears, weighted gauntlets, and rows of throwing knives.I felt the sharpness, stories, and pain behind each one I touched. I shuddered, wrapping my arms around myself.I stilled as I felt a presence. Slowly, I swirled, but no one was in the room with me.I