All Chapters of The Rejected Omega's Redemption : Chapter 771 - Chapter 780

The remainder of the coronation proceeded far more smoothly than anyone had expected.Most people had assumed the ceremony was beyond saving..Yet somehow, Blackwood Pack had managed to pull itself together.Head Councilor Hadrian stepped forward one final time. He looked visibly relieved that the ceremony had survived the day's disasters.His powerful voice echoed throughout the enormous hall."Wolves of Blackwood pack!" Today marks the beginning of a new chapter in our history!"Cheers erupted theb Hadrian continued."Today, we officially acknowledge Alpha Eugene Blackwood as Alpha King!"The hall exploded and the cheers became deafening.Eugene stood tall as the celebration washed over him. For a moment, he simply allowed himself to take it all in.Max stepped forward and bowed respectfully."The Blackwood pack warriors acknowledge Alpha King Eugene."Immediately dozens of warriors followed."We acknowledge Alpha King Eugene!"The declaration thundered through the room and the crowd

The Blackwood dungeon was a far cry from the lavish halls above a d deep within one of the larger cells sat Desmond.He leaned against the stone wall with one leg stretched before him. His clothing was still stained from the events of the coronation, his hair was slightly disheveled.Yet somehow he looked far too comfortable for a man who had nearly been executed only a few moments ago.One of the guards stopped outside the cell and glared."You should look more worried."Desmond didn't even bother opening his eyes."Should I?"The guard scowled."You're only alive because Alpha Eugene showed mercy."Desmond chuckled."Did he?"The guard frowned."You think this is funny?"Desmond smiled lazily."A little" he replied. The guard's face darkened immediately."You won't be laughing when Alpha King Eugene decides your punishment" he said.The second guard nodded."You've caused enough problems" he added.Desmond's smile faded, only slightly but the guards noticed and that made them happy

The dungeon remained cold and damp.Torchlight flickered against the stone walls, creating dancing shadows that stretched across the corridor like restless ghosts.Desmond now stood behind the iron bars of his cell, his fingers loosely wrapped around the cold metal as he studied Jack.Jack stood a few feet away, his expression hard and unreadable while Seraphina remained nearby. She had absolutely no intention of leaving.Jack glanced at her."I wanted to speak to him alone" he said.Seraphina folded her arms."Well, I say no" he said.Jack's jaw tightened."This doesn't concern you."The statement made her laugh."Oh, it absolutely concerns me" she argued.Desmond smirked."I agree with Seraphina.l" he said.Jack looked irritated then Seraphina moved closer to the cell."If you have something to say, say it."Jack stared at her for several seconds then finally sighed, clearly realizing she wasn't going anywhere."Fine."The silence that followed felt heavy and Desmond waited patientl

Jack walked through the hallway with his hands behind his back, his expression dark and unreadable.His body still ached from his spar with Max. The bruises across his ribs reminded him of it with every step, yet physical pain wasn't what occupied his thoughts.His conversation with Desmond was.Jack clenched his jaw.For the hundredth time since leaving the dungeon, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right decision, or if he had made the biggest mistake of his life.His footsteps echoed softly against the polished floor."Am I really doing this?" he muttered to himself.The question sounded ridiculous because deep down he already knew the answer.He had made his choice, or at least he thought he had.Desmond's words continued replaying inside his head. He hated that every time he walked into a room, people remembered who he used to serve.He hated the suspicious looks, he hated that no matter how much he sacrificed, no matter how many times he proved himself, somebo

Becca was furious.The entire walk back to her room had been filled with angry muttering, clenched fists, and several moments where Mira was certain she was about to march straight back to Eugene and start another argument.The corridor seemed unusually quiet as Becca and Mira approached her chambers. Neither woman spoke for several moments.The tension from the confrontation with Eugene still lingered heavily between them.Finally, Mira sighed."I still can't believe he did that" she said.Becca let out a sharp laugh."Oh, I can."They reached the door and Becca immediately pushed it open then froze. Mira froze beside her as silence filled the room.The room was practically empty.The wardrobe doors stood open, nothing remained inside. The shelves were bare, the vanity table that usually held Becca's personal items had been cleared, the decorative blankets she loved were gone and the books she had spent weeks collecting were gone.Only the bed remained, perfectly made, as though some