All Chapters of Alpha Theo: Legacy Of The Banished Omega : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rina nodded carefully. “She… came disguised as a maid. She brought my meal. At first, I was shocked—furious even. But then…” She trailed off, biting her lip. “She fell to her knees, Theo. She wept. She said her father cast her out, that she’s been wandering ever since. She begged for forgiveness. She swore she only came to seek peace.”Theo’s expression hardened. He turned his face away for a moment, the muscle in his jaw ticking as he tried to contain the sudden flare of anger in his chest. When he finally looked back at Rina, his gaze was sharp, almost cold.“And you believed her?”Rina’s brows drew together. “She seemed sincere. Her tears… her words—”Theo cut her off with a bitter scoff. “Her tears are nothing but poison, Rina. You think I don’t know her better than that? That woman is a viper. She cries when it suits her, smiles when it profits her, and stabs the moment you turn your back.”Rina flinched at the harshness in his voice, but Theo didn’t soften. He stepped closer, to

Back in the kitchen quarters, the news spread like wildfire. Priscilla’s fellow servants surrounded her, congratulating her with claps on the back, warm words, and even small trinkets pressed into her hands in sudden generosity. Some were genuine, others calculating—but all wanted to be in her good graces now.Samantha, unaware of the decision, remained in her room, waiting for Merida to summon her with the good news. She had even practiced the humble smile she would wear, the modest words she would speak before Rina.But when she finally stepped outside, she overheard the chatter of three maids by the water barrels.“Can you believe it? Priscilla is the new Luna’s personal maid!”“I thought for sure Samantha would get it. Didn’t you see how she’s been fluttering around?”One of them snickered behind her hand. “Well, looks like all her tears and bows were for nothing.”Samantha froze. The words hit like a blade to her chest.She stepped closer, her face carefully calm. “Priscilla?” sh

With rehearsed meekness and downcast eyes, Samantha began approaching Priscilla. She offered help with simple tasks in the kitchen, complimented her whenever the opportunity arose, and even stepped back to let Priscilla take the credit when the Head Maid praised the work of the younger maids.At first, Priscilla had been cautious—she didn't know Samantha well enough before. The sudden sweetness felt like honey hiding a sting. But Samantha never pressed, never asked for favors directly. Instead, she listened, offered small kindnesses, and bore the other’s suspicion with patient humility.Day after day, her consistency began to wear down Priscilla’s guard. By the end of the week, the young maid started to smile at Samantha’s company. She even began confiding in her, thinking perhaps the older maid only sought companionship, not schemes.One evening as they walked together from the kitchen to the servant’s quarters, Priscilla laughed softly at something Samantha had said. She shook her h

The guards dragged Peter away, his pleas rising to screams. “No! My Lord, please! I can change—I can prove myself! Spare me!” His words bounced uselessly off the tall stone walls.By nightfall, torches blazed in the courtyard of the fortress. Warriors, officials, and servants gathered to witness the spectacle. It was Damian’s way—to let every eye see the price of disloyalty.Peter was forced to his knees before the block, his hands bound tight. His once-proud face was pale with terror, his hair damp with sweat. He shook his head wildly as the executioner stepped forward with a gleaming blade.“Please!” he cried hoarsely. “Theo lied! I never—”Damian raised his hand, silencing him instantly. His voice carried across the courtyard, sharp as thunder:“Let this be a lesson. Treachery will never root itself in the Dam-Nighade Pack. Betrayal will not be forgiven.”Peter opened his mouth to scream again, but the sound was lost in the brutal whoosh of the descending blade.One clean strike. H

Rina motioned for him to sit, but the agitation in her posture betrayed her calm words. Once he was seated, she began recounting the incident from that morning: Samantha’s dramatic entrance, her claims of poison, the supposed letter from Priscilla, and finally, Priscilla’s desperate act of tasting the meal and collapsing under the poison’s effect.Theo listened quietly, his face unreadable. Only his clenched jaw betrayed the storm that brewed beneath his calm exterior. When Rina was done, she added with conviction:“I cannot ignore what happened. Priscilla has proven to be dangerous, whether out of ambition or betrayal, I cannot yet decide. But Samantha… she risked everything to save me. Had she not rushed in, I might have eaten that poisoned meal without suspicion.”Her eyes softened with gratitude. “I have made a decision. I will reward Samantha. She shall serve as my personal maid from now on, closest to me, for she has proven her loyalty.”Theo’s expression darkened. He rose slowl