All Chapters of Rise Of The Betrayed Omega : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31. Taste you.

**Stella's POV** Victor's entire face lights up with genuine joy. "Yes," he says, his smile wide. "Two sons from my current marriage. Elijah is twenty-four, John is twenty-one." My heart skips. "I have brothers?" "And they're going to be thrilled to meet you," Victor continues, his enthusiasm infectious. "I told them about you this morning. Elijah called me immediately, demanding to know when he could meet his sister. John sent about fifteen text messages." I feel emotion welling in my chest. My whole life, I've been an only child. Alone. And now— "When can I meet them?" I ask, unable to keep the eagerness from my voice. "Soon," Victor promises. "Very soon. Once we get this custody situation sorted, we'll have a proper family dinner. All of us together." I can't believe I have more family members. The joy is almost overwhelming. Throughout the rest of dinner, I try to focus on the conversation, on my father's stories about Elijah and John. But I'm increasingly

Chapter 32. Taste you (part 2.)

**Stella's POV** Heat floods my face, spreads down my neck, and pools between my legs. "I'm sorry but I can't control it—" "I know." His knuckles are white on the steering wheel. A muscle ticks in his jaw. "Just... try to breathe and think about something else." I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to focus on anything else. The upcoming custody hearing. My pups. Meeting my brothers. But all I can think about is Shawn. The way his arm felt around my waist in the lobby—possessive, claiming. The way he called me his girlfriend like he meant it. The way he looked at me when I came back from the bathroom, like he wanted to devour me. The way he almost kissed me in my father's office. Heat pulses through me in waves. My inner thighs are slick. I'm wet and aching and desperate. My thighs clench together involuntarily, seeking friction. "Fuck," Shawn mutters under his breath, and I hear the strain in it—the barely leashed control. "I'm sorry—" "Stop apologizing." His voice is ro

Chapter 33. His touch is featherlight.

**Stella's POV** Shawn's control shatters. His mouth crashes against mine with a hunger that steals my breath. One hand fists in my hair, tilting my head back, while the other tightens on my waist, pulling me flush against him. The kiss is nothing like I expected. Nothing gentle or tentative about it. It's raw, desperate and consuming. His lips move against mine with bruising intensity, and when I gasp, his tongue sweeps into my mouth. I actually moan and feel him harden even more beneath me. Heat explodes through my body. Every nerve ending lights up. The black lace feels like fire against my oversensitive skin. I press closer, grinding against him without thinking, and he growls into my mouth. The sound vibrates through me, straight to my core. His hand slides from my waist to my hip, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. The other hand tightens in my hair, controlling the angle of the kiss, deepening it until I'm dizzy. I've never been kissed like t

Chapter 34. Just the bedroom?

**Stella's POV** My hands shake as I reach for the hem of my top. I hesitate, suddenly shy despite everything that just happened. But Shawn's eyes never leave mine. And there's something in his gaze—hunger, yes, but also something softer. Something that makes me feel brave. I pull the top over my head in one quick motion before I can lose my nerve. The black lace bralette is revealed—delicate straps, a plunging neckline that showcases my curves. It's beautiful and makes me feel confident without trying. Shawn goes completely still. His eyes darken impossibly further as they trace over the lace, to the swell of my nipples, and over every inch of exposed skin. "Fuck," he breathes. Then his mouth is on my collarbone, my shoulder, and then the upper curve of my breast. His hands span my waist, his thumbs stroking the skin just below the lace. I throw my head back, gasping, drowning in sensation. This is what I've been missing. This desperate need, this consuming desire

Chapter 35. Just another dream.

** Shawn's POV** "She sleeps on a single bed," I respond. "It's too small for the two of you that's why." Stella blinks. "A single bed? Why would you have a single bed in a guest room?" My jaw tightens. "It was already there when I bought the house. I never thought about upgrading it.""So that's why you told me to sleep in your room to begin with. There was never an option for me to sleep in Nancy's room." "No." "Okay. Fine." She crosses her arms. "I'll sleep in the living room then. I have no problem—I've slept in worse places." The thought of her curled up on my couch, vulnerable and in heat, makes something protective flare in my chest. "No," I say firmly. "I'll take the living room. You take the bedroom." "Shawn—" "That way you can lock yourself inside." The words come out rougher than I intended. "Keep yourself safe." From me, I don't add. But we both know that's what I mean. Her father is a mentor to me. He is the man who gave me a second chance when no on

Chapter 36. Let me show you what you have been missing.

**Stella's POV** His mouth is everywhere—hot, demanding, claiming every inch of mine like he's been dying of thirst and I'm the only water for miles. My hands clutch at his shoulders, trying to anchor myself because I'm drowning in sensation and I don't want to be saved. This is nothing like the chaste, predictable kisses I endured in my marriage. This is fire and desperation and need. Shawn's hand slides from my jaw down my throat, his fingers splaying across my collarbone. Even that simple touch makes heat pool between my thighs, makes my body ache for more. "Shawn," I gasp when he finally breaks the kiss to trail his mouth down my neck. "Nancy—she could—" "Stop talking," he growls against my skin, his teeth grazing my pulse point. "Just feel." His command sends a shiver through me. There's something about the way he takes control, the way he refuses to let me overthink this, that makes every nerve ending in my body light up. His hands move to the hem of his t-shirt I borrowe

Chapter 37. You're incredible.

**Stella's POV** The pressure of him against my entrance makes every muscle in my body tense. He's so impossibly big—and I haven't had sex in over two years and even then it was nothing like this. "Breathe," Shawn murmurs, one hand cupping my face while the other grips my hip. "Just breathe." I inhale shakily and he pushes forward—just the tip—and I gasp at the stretch. "Too much?" His thumb strokes my cheekbone, his eyes searching mine with genuine concern despite the strain I can see in his jaw. "No." My voice comes out strangled. "Don't stop. Please don't stop." He pushes in another inch and my back arches off the couch. It burns but in the most exquisite way, like my body is finally waking up after years of sleep. "That's it." His voice is rough velvet. "Take me. You're doing so good." Another inch. Then another. He moves so slowly I want to scream, but somehow he knows exactly what I need—this gradual claiming that gives my body time to adjust to his size. When

Chapter 38. Did I use him?

**Stella's POV**"I—I'm so sorry—I heard noises and thought someone broke in—" Nancy's voice cracks. "I should go—"She turns and runs, her footsteps pounding up the stairs.Mortification floods through me so intensely I can barely breathe. I scramble off Shawn's lap, my hands shaking as I search frantically for my clothes.I've never been caught having sex. Not even when I was married because sex with my ex was always scheduled, predictable, and behind locked doors.Being caught naked on Shawn's lap is mortifying, I want the floor to swallow me whole."Stella, wait—" Shawn starts, but I can't look at him.I grab my sleep shorts and his t-shirt, clutching them to my chest as I bolt for the stairs. My legs shake with every step, my thighs still trembling from his touch, whether from lingering pleasure or embarrassment, I don't know.I burst into his bedroom and slam the door behind me, leaning against it as my heart hammers against my ribs.What did I just do?My mind immediately reels

Chapter 39. Why do I feel worse?

**Shawn's POV**Half an hour later, I step into the kitchen and the tension hits me before I even see them. Nancy stands at the stove, her movements sharp and aggressive as she flips pancakes with more force than necessary. Her jaw is set, her shoulders rigid, and she doesn't look up when I enter. Stella sits at the dining table, her back straight, her hands folded in her lap like she's attending a board meeting instead of eating breakfast... The silence is suffocating. "Good morning, Nancy. Is breakfast ready?" I ask, moving to pour myself coffee. "Morning," Nancy slams a plate onto the counter. "Yes it is." Her tone is clipped, and professional, but there's an edge to it that makes it clear she's pissed. I don't acknowledge the obvious anger radiating off her. Nancy's feelings aren't my responsibility, and I'm not about to have a conversation about what she walked in on last night. I take my coffee and sit across from Stella at the table. She glances up at me briefly, her c

Chapter 40. Power move.

**Shawn's POV**She calls it heat.Like that makes something we can file away under "temporary inconvenience" and never speak of again.Fine.I keep my expression neutral as we enter Victor's office, but I can already sense the shift in the air that precedes bad news.The lawyers have arrived ahead of us. Diane is standing by the window, silhouetted against the morning light, arms crossed like she's bracing for impact. Lauren and Patricia are stationed at Victor's desk, their tablets glowing, shoulders tight with barely contained stress.Victor himself is on a phone call, his voice sharp enough to cut glass."What happened?" I don't bother with pleasantries.Diane turns, and I catch the flicker of concern, maybe anger—before her professional mask slides back into place. "Alpha Cole filed an emergency motion at midnight. He's requested expedited proceedings, and the Council granted it. Your hearing is today. Two o'clock."Stella goes rigid beside me, her breath catching audibly. "Today

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