Semua Bab I've Always Been Yours : A Rejected Omega Novel : Bab 21 - Bab 30

"Vic," I hiccuped, my voice shaking.   "Olivia? Is that you?" She asked, sounding concerned.   "Yes," I replied. "I'm so sorry for calling you this late."    "It's fine, girl. Are you alright? You don't sound so good."   "I'm not." I sobbed into the phone.   "What's wrong?" She asked, her voice soft and gentle.   I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "I...uh...I have nowhere to go, and I just...can I…" I trailed off.   "Of course. Want me to come get you?" She asked.   "No, no. I'll be fine." I cut the call and started the walk to the Peterson's house, where Victoria currently rented a small

"Get in." Caspian ordered, his voice firm and commanding as he stepped out of his car, his eyes locked on mine. "I'd rather not." I shot back, crossing my arms defiantly. His eyes darkened, and I could see the tension rolling off him in waves. We stood there, locked in a silent standoff, each daring the other to break first. It felt like an eternity until Victoria nudged me, flashing me a look that said, 'Girl, if you aren't getting in, I am.' "She's joking." She chimed, her voice flirty as she swung open the back door. "We could use a ride, right?" She raised an eyebrow at me, a smirk playing on her lips. I shot her a glare, but she just chuckled as she settled into the seat. With a reluctant sigh, I finally climbed into the passenger seat. Caspian slid into the driver's seat after me and started the engine. The silence between us was awkward, and Victoria picked up on it, glancing at me occasionally fr

Caspian came sometime during the night. He didn't talk; he just held me as I cried in his arms. But by the time I woke up, he was gone. As much as that hurt, it was probably for the best. If his mother found out that we were seeing each other, she wouldn't be as merciful next time.I slowly dragged myself to the bathroom, pulling on the biggest hoodie I could find. Tears pricked my eyes as I remembered that it was a gift from Caspian. Burying my face in the fabric, I inhale deeply, his familiar scent lingering there. Before I know it, I'm a blubbering mess once again.It took me a while to pull myself back together and get ready for school. Now more than ever, I needed to take my studies seriously. Graduation was just a few weeks away, and while I had never considered leaving before, I now understood that I would never be accepted in this pack. The sooner I got the hell out of here, the better.A tiny voice in my head whispered that I wanted to run so I wouldn't have to witness Caspia

"What's going on here?" Caspian's question hangs in the air, his eyes darting between his father and the sheet of paper in my hand. Instinctively, my hands drop to my sides, the paper clutched tightly in my fist. Caspian's gaze follows the movement, his eyes lingering on the paper before snapping back to my face, his jaw clenched in anger. He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing as I hide behind my back, a defensive gesture that only pisses him off more."What's that?" He asks, his eyes hard. The intensity of his stare makes me squirm uncomfortably, shifting from one foot to another.Alpha Silas speaks, breaking the silent war between us. "Nothing that concerns you, Caspian. Olivia was just leaving."Nodding, I quickly pick up my bag from where I had left it by the desk, slinging it over my shoulder as I carefully walk around Caspian, avoiding his gaze. The door opens before my hand can even touch the handle, and I slip out into the hallway, murmuring a quick thank you to the guard

If there was one thing Caspian excelled at, it was his uncanny ability to sleep through anything.Slowly, carefully, I unwrapped his arm from around my waist and slid out of the bed, each movement measured. I froze, holding my breath as he made a small sound, shifting in his sleep. Relief washed over me as he stilled, his breathing deepening once more. I dressed quickly, my movements hushed as I gathered my discarded clothes, pulled on my jeans, and laced up my sneakers.Peeking cautiously through the crack in the door, I scanned the hallway. The coast was clear. A sigh escaped my lips as I slipped out of the room, my legs shaky as I crept towards the stairs.My steps faltered as I neared the bottom, my gaze locking on a figure standing by the front door, his eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable.Ryker.My first instinct was to turn and run, the back door suddenly seeming like a far more appealing option. But then I saw it—my backpack, lying at his feet.Shit.It must have fallen