All Chapters of The Rejected Omega's Redemption : Chapter 421 - Chapter 428

The night pressed heavily over the woods, a cloud of darkness broken only by the flickering light of torches. Wind swept through the trees, rattling the leaves and carrying the distant sound of restless animals.Eugene entered a meeting place quietly, his shoes muffled against the stone floor. His cloak was drawn tight over his shoulders, though he let it fall once he reached the large table. Three men were already there, leaning over a collection of maps, their faces tense in concentration.“I have summoned you tonight,” Eugene said, his voice low but commanding, “to determine the safest time for me to arrive at the resistance hideout. I must address the members, unify them, and ensure that our plans to strike against Desmond proceed without failure. Timing is everything and one misstep could doom us all.”Robin leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed over his broad chest. His eyes, dark and wary, studied Eugene intently. “The hideout is well-hidden,” he said. “But even shadows

The Blackwood Mansion was unusually quiet that afternoon, its halls filled with soft light that streamed through tall arched windows. Soft footsteps echoed along the polished stone floors.Luna Seraphina walked with a measured grace, her gown trailing behind her like a whisper. Her hand rested on the gentle swell of her stomach, her pregnancy visible but not yet heavy enough to slow her stride. Beside her walked Ava with her sharp eyes staring down at servants passing through.Behind them followed four young maids, each carrying folded fabrics, polishing cloths, or small baskets filled with herbs and scented oils. Their heads were bowed, eyes downcast in respect and fear.Neither Seraphina nor Ava noticed the way the maids’ shoulders stiffened when their conversation began.Seraphina sighed heavily. “I truly cannot bear the growing arrogance of these resistance wolves. Every day, another group sneaks about the borders, whispering lies and stirring trouble.”Ava clicked her tongue.

The council chamber of Blackwood mansion was filled with tension practically bouncing off its walls.Alpha Desmond sat at the head of the table. His posture was relaxed, almost lazy, one arm draped over the armrest of his high-backed chair, his fingers idly tapping against carved wood. Around the table sat the highest-ranking wolves of the Blackwood Pack, maps lay unrolled before them, weighed down by daggers and polished stones marking borders, strongholds, and lands.Brian sat among them but he was silent.His broad shoulders were rigid, his jaw clenched as he listened to the conversation unfold. He had not spoken since the meeting began, and no one had asked him to. Desmond leaned forward slightly, his eyes glinting as he traced a finger across the map.“Blackwood’s borders have grown stagnant,” he said smoothly. “We are surrounded by weaker packs clinging desperately to scraps of land they cannot defend.”One of the commanders nodded. “The Eastwatch wolves are already struggli

Max's muscles screamed in protest, his shoulders burning, his palms already roughened and splitting beneath the leather wraps of his axe ash he used it to cut wood.Max welcomed the sting in his body because it drowned out the thoughts circling endlessly in his head, the memories that refused to loosen their grip.The cold morning air bit at his exposed chest, sharp enough to sting his lungs with every breath. Steam curled from his mouth as he exhaled, each breath coming harder than the last.The pile of chopped wood beside him had grown impressively large, logs stacked neatly. Max had stopped counting them long ago. He would keep chopping until his arms gave out or his thoughts finally broke apart.Whichever came first.Eugene’s face rose unbidden in his thoughts, as clear and sharp as if the Alpha stood before him now.Max’s jaw clenched as he brought the axe down again, harder this time. The blade buried itself so deeply in the wood that it stuck there, vibrating faintly from the