All Chapters of Tears Of A Broken Omega : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Vivienne POVMy hand moved to my still-flat stomach as the designer finished the final touches on my dress.I couldn’t stop the genuine smile spreading across my face for the first time in what felt like forever as I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror.I looked every bit like a princess.My hair was styled perfectly into an elegant updo, soft curls framing my face, and the dress, a stunning shade of royal blue, hugged my figure in all the right places without revealing too much.“You look beautiful, Luna,” the designer said, stepping back to admire her work.I tilted my head slightly, studying my reflection.The woman staring back at me was almost unrecognizable. Gone was the frightened little girl.And today… my fate as Luna would be sealed.In just a few hours, my child would be announced to the public.“Thank you,” I said calmly. “You may leave.”The designer bowed before quickly gathering her supplies and slipping out of the room without another word.But just as I

Rhea POV"Hey, beautiful."I froze for a few seconds, just staring ahead to make sure I was the one being spoken to. Seeing no other maids close by, I knew it was me, and the voice had definitely come from behind.Slowly, I turned around, already preparing for the worst, but to my surprise and relief, it was actually Kale. He had deepened his voice on purpose, and the wide grin plastered on his face was proof he had done it intentionally."Kale!" I hissed, clutching my chest. "You scared me half to death!""Your face was priceless," he chuckled, stepping closer, but I instinctively stepped back, causing his laugh to falter."There's a lot of eyes around here," I whispered. We were literally in the large hall with countless guests present."My mom isn't here, if that's what you're worried about," he said. "In fact, I was chosen to represent the Blackwood family, which is the only reason I'm here in the first place."But seeing that I still didn’t move, he added, "If you're still not co

Dorian POVThe plan was simple: announce the pregnancy and end the event as quickly as possible. I still had a lot of work to handle.After the incident at the cave, there had been no more cases of the undead, but I couldn’t tell if that was because it had actually stopped… or because Ragnar was covering it up.He had been going in and out of the pack, dealing with matters he made very clear were none of my concern.Two of the men I sent to gather information were killed. Their hands were delivered directly to my office.So I understood the message.Stay out of it.Or else.But of course, that wasn’t enough to stop me.Whatever he was hiding, I would uncover it.For now, I was just being careful. Subtle. Especially with Damian still in the hospital.---In the banquet hall, I stood beside Vivienne, my arm wrapped around her waist exactly how she wanted it.I was bored out of my mind as the crowd cheered and cameras flashed nonstop.“Smile, darling,” Vivienne whispered through her teet

Kale POVShe said yes.I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe I was standing here, holding the woman I had wanted for over a decade, and she had just kissed me.She kissed me.It didn’t feel real. It felt like one of those dreams I used to have, the ones that always ended too soon, the ones that left me staring at the ceiling for hours after, wishing they hadn’t.And maybe that was why I held her tighter, my arms tightening around her without thinking, like if I didn’t, she might slip away and I’d wake up to nothing again.When we finally pulled back, I didn’t let her go completely. My hands found her face instead, gently cupping her cheeks like I needed to keep reminding myself she was real.“I’m so happy,” I whispered, my voice low as I leaned in again, unable to stop myself from kissing her.The third time.A quiet chuckle slipped out of me when she kissed me back just as easily.“What is it?” she whispered when she pulled away slightly, her breath warm against my lips, and my t

Kale POV “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there in about 30 minutes,” I said into the phone to Damian, who had been whining nonstop about me bringing him fresh clothes to the hospital. “No,” he cut in with a frustrated sigh. “Just hurry up. I need to take a bath.” “Sure thing, Your Highness,” I replied with a chuckle before I hung up, then let out a breath as I made my way toward his bedroom. A room he never really liked me stepping into, but of course, he didn’t have much of a say right now, not while he was stuck in a hospital bed. Too bad for him, because I was fully prepared to snoop around. Pushing the door open, I stepped inside. Damian’s room was exactly how I remembered it. Neat, organized, and completely devoid of any personal touch. No photos, no trinkets, nothing that hinted at the man who actually lived here. It was like he was trying to erase himself from his own space. I shook my head and walked over to his closet, pulling out a set of fresh clothes: a shirt, pants, underwea