All Chapters of The Rejected Omega's Redemption : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The warmth of Eugene’s palm lingered against Becca's as their hands remained clasped, their foreheads touching gently. The low hum of the distant music from the ballroom was muffled behind thick oak doors, wrapping the moment in a fragile silence. Becca could feel his breath on her face—steady, confident, and far too intoxicating. She had told herself this meant nothing. She was a healer. She was helping a man in need. That was all.It was normal for her, as a healer, to help someone who needed her so he can be well and that was exactly what she was doing. She told herself more times than she could remember.She also convinced herself she wasn't just helping Eugene but also keeping the other pack members safe because if things went out of control, it would be disastrous.She told herself she was pretty much a hero and that was all it was. Nothing more, nothing less.But her heart beat betrayed her.Eugene pulled back slightly and tilted his head, a mischievous smirk playing at the

Eugene’s eyes lingered for a moment longer on Desmond and Seraphina’s rigid expressions, absorbing the fury that simmered just beneath their carefully masked faces. Then, with quiet defiance, he turned away, lowering the hand that was still linked with Becca’s. The ballroom was filled with anticipation. Hundreds of eyes were focused him, their faces glowing with curiosity and admiration.He stepped forward, letting his voice rise with confidence.“My fellow wolves,” he began, projecting to every corner of the ballroom with a firm voice, “tonight is not just a celebration of tradition, but of resilience, of unity, and of the undying spirit that binds the Blackwood Pack together.”There was a murmur of agreement, soft but growing.“In the wake of darkness, we have found light. We’ve seen hardship, betrayal, and division. But despite everything, here we are—together, stronger than ever. And I want you to know… I will fight every day to ensure that the legacy of this pack not only survi

Disguises, Mira reminded herself, were only as strong as the confidence behind them and she needed to be as strong as possible if she wanted to be able to achieve her goal tonight. Her palms were sweaty as she crept silently through the narrow back corridor of the mansion, her heartbeat hammering behind her ribs. She had successfully snuck through the side entrance after the crowd surged toward the ballroom exit for the outdoor festivities. Clutched in her hand was a stolen handkerchief, tied tightly across her lower face, and her frame was hidden beneath the plain folds of a maid’s dress she had found in the servant quarters.Everything she had planned was coming together but she wasn’t completely in the clear.The scratchy fabric itched her skin and the scent of cleaning chemicals clung to the apron, but she didn’t let herself dwell on it. With every step she took, her resolve hardened. She was doing this for Alpha Eugene and Becca.She entered Becca’s room quietly, double-chec

Mira tried as much as possible not to breathe. The soft pressure of a hand on her shoulder sent an icy chill racing down her spine. The scent-masking potion she had sprayed was supposed to be foolproof, but doubt crept in as she stood there in her maid's costume, the hem slightly muddy from her hurried steps and the white handkerchief tied tightly around the lower half of her face.“Are you sure you haven't seen a girl wandering around these halls? She would be looking nervous, suspicious even," Ava said, her voice showing that she didn’t entirely believe this girl.Mira swallowed, steadying her voice with as much neutrality as she could muster.She needed to keep her body language as perfectly normal as possible. Any suspicious movement might cause her entire cover to be blown.“No, my lady,” she replied, slightly bowing her head. “I haven’t seen anyone like that.”Ava gave a low hum, scrutinising her closely. Mira felt her heart pounding against her ribs, her fingers curling tig

The garden buzzed with tension as the final preparations for the Moon Festival Hunt were ongoing in full swing. Other wolves who intended to participate in the stimulating event were already halfway through their various strategy meetings with their seconds.This was sure to be an event to remember. The sky above the Blackwood estate had turned a bright silver glow due to the high rising full moon which couldn't be hidden by the tall trees. Numerous wolves could already feel the influence of the gift of the Moon given by the moon goddess and it felt so good.Becca went with her maids to change into her gown which would be worn to oversee the hunt. It was much comfortable to move around than her ball gown.She stepped into the moonlight dressed in her sleek ceremonial robe woven with silver thread and marked with her Luna crest.She walked behind Eugene and Max as they made their way toward the starting tree, eyes of admiration darting towards them."I don't know if they're all look