All Chapters of Tears Of A Broken Omega : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Kale POV She couldn’t even wait until dessert to drag Rhea into it. My jaw clenched, my grip tightening around my fork as heat crept up my neck. “Rhea’s not useless,” I said, my voice coming out low and sharp. “And she’s not the reason I don’t have plans mapped out like the golden child here.” Mom’s eyes narrowed instantly. “Watch your tone. I’m just saying, spending all your time with a low rank girl who has no ambition—” “She has ambition,” I cut in, my grip tightening even more. “She’s smart. She’s kind. She works harder than half the pack—” “Enough!” Dad finally spoke. What should have been a growl came out slurred, thick and wet because half his face was paralyzed, the sound scraping like gravel dragged over glass. “Do you really want to spend the rest of your life chasing some omega,” he continued, “knowing fully well we will never allow a union that brings our lineage down?” “But she’s—” “Kale!” Damian cut in, slamming his fist against the table so hard the

Rhea POVThe silence that followed was deafening.Why did I even ask that again? Isa didn’t say anything about him loving her, even when he got attached. I was just being ahead of myself. Fuck, I’m so stupid. I shouldn’t have—“I don’t know,” came the reply I hadn’t expected, draining all the voices in my head.It wasn’t a yes. Not a no. But he didn’t know.“I don’t know what I feel for you, Rhea.” His expression was still blank, but his eyes were saying something else. I could see sadness in them, and that only confused me more. Why was he sad? Was that even possible?“But…” he continued. “I know I no longer hate you. I know I want you by my side always. I know I can’t stand anyone hurting you.”“Except you,” I added impulsively, trying to pass it off as a joke. But he wasn’t laughing. Not that I expected him to.“Are you scared of me?”His words sent a shiver down my spine, through every exposed part of my body.“I am,” I replied honestly, watching the sadness in his eyes deepen. It

Rhea POVVivianne looked flawless even this early in the morning, her silk robe slipping off one shoulder, her hair tousled like she’d just rolled out of a bed made of pure moonlight.No matter how much I hated her for what she had done to me, there was no denying how beautiful she was. Perfect face. Perfect figure. Everything exactly where it was supposed to be.I couldn’t compete with that.The closer she stepped, the faster my heart began to race. My fingers trembled so badly that my phone slipped from my grasp, hitting the floor softly as I lowered my head on instinct, bowing in respect.“Good… good morning, Luna,” I stuttered.I might be Dorian’s mistress, but she was still his wife. A woman with enough power to get rid of me. A woman who already had.“To you,” she replied, stopping directly in front of me. Even with my head down, I could feel her gaze slowly sweeping over my body.Then her hand shot out and she grabbed me by the neck.I gasped as her fingers clamped like iron, h

Rhea POV“What are you doing in here? Were you going through my things?” I said, mostly out of fear of being caught rather than anger. My heart was pounding so loudly it came out defensive anyway. I hated the way it sounded. Disrespectful. Cold. But I was drowning in panic, in the terror of seeing my two worlds collide when they had no business being anywhere near each other, and I couldn’t breathe.Mom flinched like I had slapped her. Her eyes widened, hurt flashing across her face, and my chest squeezed so tight I almost whimpered.“I wasn’t going through your things, Rhea. You know how much I respect your privacy.” Her voice was soft, but wounded.And I did know. I knew she respected me. That was exactly why seeing her holding that lingerie felt like the floor had vanished beneath my feet.“I was looking for your laundry,” she whispered, her voice cracking as her gaze dropped back to the black, provocative scraps of lace. “I’ve been sleeping so much. I wanted to be helpful. I thoug

Dorian POVWith how foolish Damian acted at times, I sometimes forgot there was a reason I had chosen him as my beta. Yes, his father had been beta before him, but the responsibility still fell on the new Alpha to choose his own. I had picked someone I trusted. Someone who could keep up with my recklessness. Someone who could read me better than I could read myself.“How do you know?” I asked anyway, my voice rough.He shrugged without hesitation.“It’s obvious,” he said calmly. “You have no intention of having a child. You’ve always been careful with the women you slept with, and the one time you weren’t, the moment you found out one was pregnant, you forced abortion pills down her throat.”My jaw tightened, but I didn’t interrupt.“Ever since then,” he continued, taking my silence as permission, “you’ve been even more careful.”I stayed quiet.“And I know you haven’t slept with the Luna,” he added. “If you had, there wouldn’t have been a fight when you were both drugged. Even when y