Semua Bab The Rejected Omega's Redemption : Bab 361 - Bab 370

The dungeon beneath Blackwood estate was a place without sunlight.The air was damp and heavy, thick with the scent of mold, rust, and despair. Eugene raised his head slightly, his hair catching what little light there was.His eyes, though dimmed by exhaustion, still carried that unmistakable glint of strength, the kind that even cages could not extinguish.“How long has it been?” he murmured to himself. “Days? Weeks?”He tilted his head back, staring into the ceiling’s darkness as if he could somehow see through it to where the night sky should have been.His heart clenched when he thought of Becca but he couldn’t help.“Please,” he whispered to the empty air. “Let her be safe.”A low chuckle drifted from the next cell.Eugene turned sharply, frowning. He hadn’t realized anyone was awake.A shadow shifted behind the bars and it was a man, lean and rough, his face half-hidden by his hair. His voice carried a strange warmth, something that didn’t belong in a place like this.“Still p

Becca sat with her back pressed against the wall, her arms around her knees. Every breath she took came with the soft rasp of exhaustion. They had been down here too long.Max was awake again. He sat on the far side of the chamber, his arm resting over his knee, watching the faint orange flame above the torch. Becca had been watching him for a while, though she tried to be subtle about it. She knew how stubborn Max was and how he hated being seen as weak.“Stop staring, Becca,” Max said without looking at her, his voice rough but teasing.Her lips twitched, half a smile forming. “I wasn’t staring. I was… observing.”“That’s just a fancy word for staring,” he muttered, but there was a smirk beneath his tone.Becca pushed herself up from the floor, brushing the dust off her dress. “Then let me ‘observe’ properly,” she said, kneeling beside him. “Take off your shirt.”Max blinked. “What?”“You heard me,” she said, trying to sound firm. “I need to check your wounds. Mira and I are ti

The torch burned lower than usual tonight, its flame barely holding against the damp chill that moved through the chamber. Mira stopped pacing after hearing the escape plan from Becca.“Are you sure about this?” Mira whispered.Becca nodded. “This is our only chance. The guards will come for their last check before dawn. If they think Max is dying, they will open the door.”Mira frowned. “Or they will just leave him to die.”Max gave a faint smirk without opening his eyes. “You don’t have much faith in me, Mira.”Her glare softened. “I have faith in you, Max. I just don’t have faith in luck.”“Well, then it’s a good thing I don’t rely on luck,” he murmured. “I rely on stubbornness.”Becca hesitated for a heartbeat, then turned toward the door and banged on it with both hands. “Help!” she shouted, her voice cracking with panic. “Please, someone help! He’s not breathing!”A few seconds later, faint footsteps of guards approached.Becca shouted again. “Please! He’s dying!”Two gua

The faint smell of iron and despair clung to the air, and the torches on the walls hissed softly, their light flickering against cold stones. Becca stood before the iron bars, her heart pounding so hard it hurt. The moment she saw him, all the fear, all the doubt, all the sleepless nights waiting and worrying vanished into a single, raw feeling of relief.She didn't know when she moved past Max and got closer to the bars.“Eugene” she whispered, her voice trembling as she reached through the bars.The look on his face when he stared at her, shocked that she had actually shown up here, was something that she never thought would make her heart skip a beat. Despite being tired and emotionally worn out, he still had that commanding presence that made everyone stand taller in his shadow, but now his eyes softened, his dark beautiful eyes filled by exhaustion. The second he had processed her presence, the corners of his lips twitched into the faintest smile, one that held gratitude, dis

The night was supposed to be still, yet the sound of the alarm horn tore through the Blackwood estate.Desmond stood on the high balcony overlooking the chaos, his jaw clenched, his eyes burning red beneath the pale glow of the moonlight.His breath was sharp and furious, his hand gripped the railing until the veins in his forearm stood out. Below him, guards shouted orders and moved across the open grounds, searching for any trace of movement.“Fools!” Desmond’s voice thundered like a whip. “They couldn’t have gone far! I want every passage searched, the gardens, the east wall, the stables, everywhere! Find them!”His voice echoed through the courtyard. The guards stiffened at the sheer power in his tone before going to obey his command.Never in a hundred years did he think that that Becca would actually escape and then go on to free Eugene. He had completely underestimated her and that was his undoing.Desmond’s lips curled into a snarl. “They’ve escaped…”He slammed his fist agai