Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rise Of The Betrayed Omega : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

**Shawn's POV** "Angela, maybe now's not a good time." His voice is smooth, and measured. "We were just about to have family dinner." Family dinner?! Is this mutt fucking serious?! Didn't he hear Sofia confirm I'm her uncle?! The words grate against something raw inside me, but I keep my expression neutral. "That's fine, Derek." Angela touches his arm. "He is family." Yeah, Derek, I'm family! I smile sweetly. "I see. Hi, I'm Derek," the man says, extending his hand. His grip is too firm when I take it. I know that this is a challenge disguised as courtesy. "Shawn." I don't let go first, and neither does he. We stand there, locked in a silent battle of wills until Angela clears her throat. "Why don't you come in? It's freezing out there." She steps back, pulling Sofia with her, and Derek finally releases my hand. I enter what was supposed to be Marcus's home—except it doesn't feel like his. The walls are painted a warm cream color. Family photos line the hallway, bu

**Stella's POV** An hour later, I'm staring at my reflection in disbelief. "Wow," I breathe. Celine has worked absolute magic on my hair—swept it into an elegant low bun with a few soft tendrils framing my face. It looks polished but approachable. And my makeup is perfection. Natural enough that I don't look like I'm trying too hard, but flawless enough that I look put-together and confident. "You look beautiful," Riley says from the sofa, and there's something wistful in her voice. I turn to look at her, catching that expression on her face—the one that's trying hard to be happy for me while also feeling left behind. Then an idea forms. "Celine, Raj," I say. "How much time do we have before you need to leave?" Celine checks her watch. "About thirty minutes. Why?" I gesture to Riley. "Can you do something for my friend too?" Riley's eyes widen. "No, Stella, you don't have to—" "I want to," I interrupt. "But they're probably expensive, and you've already spent

**Stella's POV** "I work as a secretary at Ace Industries," I say clearly, meeting Elder Morrison's gaze. "I'm sure there is paperwork there that you might have... overlooked. That proves I work for Ace Industries." The silence that follows is deafening. Then Sabrina laughs. It's a harsh, mocking sound that grates against my nerves. "A secretary?" She practically cackles, and Cole joins in with a snort. "A secretary? With what qualifications, Stella? You didn't even attend your pack college after highschool. So how exactly did you gain access to a position at one of the most prestigious companies in the city?" My jaw clenches as shame tries to claw its way up my throat, but I push it down. "She has a point," Cole adds, his voice dripping with condescension. "Ace Industries doesn't exactly hire unqualified staff. Their standards are notoriously high." "Well," I say, my voice steadier than I feel, "if it helps clarify things—Shawn Black, the man you've been accusing of i

**Stella's POV** "Well," Elder Morrison says, and I force myself to focus on her words instead of the screaming in my head. "That certainly clarifies matters. Mr. Black's testimony confirms your employment and the legitimacy of your financial arrangements." "This is still ridiculous—" Cole starts. "Alpha Grant," Elder Morrison cuts him off sharply. "We've heard from Miss Matthews' benefactor. We've reviewed all the documentation your ex-wife's lawyers provided. We've inspected her home and found it more than suitable. Every single concern you've raised has been thoroughly addressed and found to be without merit." She closes her folder with a decisive snap. "Now, it's time to make our final ruling." My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my throat, but I can barely focus on what's happening. All I can hear is that child's voice echoing in my head. Why didn't Shawn tell me he was going to visit his kid? "Based on all the evidence presented today," Elder Morrison annou

**Stella's POV** "The first council ruling included visitation rights for Maya," I say, looking Cole straight in the eyes without fear. "I'll be here tomorrow at ten a.m. If that doesn't work for you, you can take it up with Elder Morrison." I don't wait for his response because what I have said is non negotiable and final. I simply turn on my heel and walk back to my car with Noah secure in my arms, my guards flanking me protectively. Behind me, I hear Cole sputter inaudible—probably about to argue or make demands—but I'm already sliding into the backseat, cradling Noah against my chest. Diane climbs in beside me while my guards finish loading Noah's belongings into the trunk."I must say you handled that perfectly," Diane says quietly, a hint of approval threading through her voice. "Alpha Cole is so full of himself—it's disgusting. I wonder what Sabrina saw in him to accept to be his Luna."I don't respond because she's right. Cole is the kind of selfish person who needs