บททั้งหมดของ The Rejected Omega's Redemption : บทที่ 511 - บทที่ 520

Night had fallen gently over Blackwood mansion, keeping several figures who wanted to remain hidden in place.The mansion loomed behind its iron gates and towering stone walls, changed into something unrecognizable. What had once been a home now stood like a relic of a fallen kingdom. Torches burned at measured intervals along the perimeter, their flames swaying in the cold wind while shadows crawled over the walls like living things.Eugene stood perfectly still beneath the thick cover of trees. He had not shifted his stance in several minutes, not because he was calm but because he was holding himself together by force.Beside him, Dorian crouched slightly, studying the patrol pattern with a soldier’s eye.“This used to be a lovely place, now it looks like a prison” Dorian muttered quietly. Eugene did not respond because he wasn’t seeing what Dorian was seeing.Eugene only saw memories of his time growing up here.He remembered that balcony on the west side where he used to climb

The moon hung low and heavy in the sky, sliver and beautiful, like a jewel that was meant to be admired by all.Becca stood at the window with her fingers curled tightly around the stone frame, her forehead almost touching the cold glass. The chill air moved into her skin, but she didn’t move away, instead she welcomed it because it grounded her and basically reminded her that despite everything that had happened she was still here, still breathing. Although, she said that to herself numerous times, her mind still would not be quiet.Brian’s voice replayed over and over again, each word sharper than the last when he had told her of Desmond’s plan for Eugene. Her stomach twisted painfully at the thought of Desmond finally getting his hand in Eugene and the horrible things he will do to him just to make sure his rule is unopposed by anyone. At the time, she had behaved like he had just said some stupid word. She had forced indifference, pretended his words meant nothing but now, in

Dorian knew the exact second Eugene had stopped thinking and everything other than common sense entered his head.It was the moment his body lowered closer to the ground, not in a cautious or strategic way but it was predatory and reckless to say the least.He knew he needed to try his best, no matter how hard, to convince Eugene to stop before he put both of their lives in danger.“Alpha Eugene, don’t” Dorian whispered urgently but Eugene didn’t answer.His eyes were locked on the guard walking the patrol line beneath Becca’s window. The man was relaxed, unaware and even bored, his spear resting loosely against his shoulder as he walked.He was an easy target which made Dorian’s stomach twist.“This is wrong, i can feel it” Dorian mutteredEugene’s muscles coiled tighter.Dorian stepped closer and grabbed his arm. “Listen to me. You take him down, the next patrol turns the corner in less than a minute then the roof guards see then the horn sounds then we die.”Eugene shook his hand

The hood of Max’s cloak cast a deep shadow over his face as he pushed open the door to Skye’s bar.The door creaked in the familiar way they always did, followed by the wave of noise that spilled into the night, the faint scent of liquor, sweat, and burning wood from the fireplace at the corner.No one paid him any attention and that was the beauty of Skye’s bar.Max stepped inside, keeping his head low. His boots thudded softly as he crossed the room toward the counter.Behind it, Skye moved with effortless grace, wiping a mug with a cloth while speaking to a customer who was already too drunk to sit upright.Her hair was tied back, sleeves rolled up, eyes sharp as always as she noticed Max immediately.Without breaking conversation with the drunk wolf, she tilted her chin slightly toward the far end of the counter which was their usual silent signal.Max slipped into the stool there and rested his elbows on the wood, keeping his head down.Skye finished with the drunk wolf and walke

Becca sat on the couch close to the window of her chamber, her knees drawn to her chest, her forehead resting against the cool surface.The sky outside had begun to darken, but she hadn’t noticed when the moon had been covered by large clouds.She hadn’t noticed anything because her mind was stuck replaying the single moment when she had seen the hurt and disbelief in Eugene’s eyes.She remembered the way his jaw tightened when she told him to leave her, the way he looked at her like she had just stabbed him.Her chest tightened painfully.“I shouldn’t have said it like that” she whispered to herself, her voice hoarse.A tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it while behind her, Ariel sighed softly.Ariel had been watching her for the past ten minutes without saying a word, her arms folded across her chest as she leaned against the wall.“You did the right thing,” Ariel said gently but Becca shook her head.“It didn’t feel right.”“It wasn’t supposed to feel right. It was sup