All Chapters of I've Always Been Yours : A Rejected Omega Novel : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Olivia Martins"Liv, Liv, hey. It’s me."“Vic?” My voice was barely a whisper, the haze of sleep still clinging to me as I blinked into the soft early morning light.She nodded, a small, tentative smile curving her lips despite the clear worry in her eyes.She was really here.The realization hit me like a wave, and tears welled up before I could stop them. I flung myself into her arms, and she let out a surprised laugh, holding me tightly.“Missed me, huh?” she teased, her voice light and familiar. I laughed too, soft and breathless. The sound felt foreign but comforting. For a moment, I wasn't drowning. I couldn’t remember the last time my chest hadn’t felt this heavy.“What are you doing here?” I asked, pulling back just enough to see her face.The worry returned instantly, and she squeezed my arm gently. “Ryker told me what happened.”“He did?” My breath hitched.She nodded, her frown deepening. “I can’t believe Caspian would do that to you,” she said, her tone growing sharp with

Bridget Reyes The forest pressed in around me like it wanted to smother me. My cloak snagged on every damn branch, the wind slicing across my cheeks as I stumbled toward the crooked little house tucked between the trees. I’d barely slept. I hadn’t eaten, but I didn’t care. She had to help me. I banged on the door. “Open up! It’s me!” A beat of silence, and then the door creaked open. Just an inch. Just enough to show one of her eyes, pale, tired, and already annoyed. “You shouldn’t be here,” she said. “I wouldn’t be if I had another choice,” I snapped, pushing the door wide and stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. The smell of dried herbs and old firewood smacked me in the face, same as always. She didn’t stop me, just turned slowly and walked toward the hearth, her back bent and hands tucked into the long sleeves of her robe. Her steps were deliberate. Quiet. Like she had all the time in the world. I didn’t. “She got to the maid,” I blurted. “Olivia. She caught

Olivia Martins The room felt suffocating, heavy with the weight of everything that had gone wrong. Dr. Williams moved around Caspian's still form with practiced efficiency, but I could see the frustration etched into every line of his weathered face. He'd been the pack's healer for over forty years; if anyone should know what was happening, it was him.Caspian lay unconscious on the bed, his body no longer shaking but still burning with fever. His skin glistened with sweat, and his breathing came in shallow, labored pants. At least the violent seizures had stopped, but seeing him like this, so still, so weak, was almost worse.Elizabeth sat beside me, her arm wrapped around my shoulders in a gentle embrace. I'd cried myself dry twenty minutes ago, my throat raw from sobbing as I'd recounted everything I'd witnessed. The bite. Caspian's fall. Victoria being dragged away by Bridget.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it all over again.Darius stood near the window, his commanding prese

Olivia Martins The witch stepped into Caspian's room first, her movements fluid and purposeful, like she'd done this a thousand times before. I stayed right behind her, close enough that I could grab her if she tried anything, my muscles coiled tight with barely restrained tension.Darius and Elizabeth flanked the doorway while Ryker positioned himself near the foot of the bed, all of us forming a protective circle around Caspian's unconscious form. The witch paid us no attention, her focus entirely on the man lying motionless on the bed.She moved to Caspian's side without hesitation, kneeling beside him on the hardwood floor. I shadowed her every movement, my hands clenched into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms. The urge to rip her away from him was almost overwhelming, but I forced myself to stay still.The witch placed her hand lightly over Caspian's chest, feeling the heat that radiated from his skin like a furnace. Her expression remained neutral as she assessed him. T

Olivia Martins "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY MATE!"For a split second, relief flooded through me. Caspian. He was here, alive and breathing, his full alpha strength restored. He looked strong, powerful, nothing like the dying man I'd left behind fighting for his life. But that relief lasted barely a heartbeat before despair crashed over me.Those words. Those exact words. In this exact place.The sense of déjà vu hit me so hard I could barely breathe. My heart shattered all over again as the memory slammed into me. He was standing in this very warehouse, saying those very words, his eyes cold and unrecognizing as he looked at me with hatred. As he protected Bridget. As he chose to kill me for her.My hair fell like a curtain around my face as I looked down at the ground, my body going limp in Bridget's grip. The knife was still at my throat, but I barely felt it now. The pain in my chest was so much worse.Why? I asked the goddess silently, tears blurring my vision. Why are you doing t