All Chapters of The Rejected Omega’s Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Beatrice POV We wandered from stall to stall. I bought ribbons and a book of poetry and a new knife that Kaelen insisted I needed. My brothers bought things too, though I suspected it was just an excuse to keep me browsing.At a fabric stall, I found a beautiful green cloth that matched Darius's eyes. I ran my fingers over it."For you?" the vendor asked. She was young, maybe my age. "I have more in the back, enough for a full formal jacket.""How much?" I asked.She named a price. I pulled out my coin purse, but Silas was faster."Send it to Wynterhold," he told the vendor. "Along with whatever else the princess wants, put it on the family account.""I can pay," I protested."You can," he agreed. "But I want to, let me spoil my little sister."I bought the fabric. And some blue silk that would make a beautiful dress. And soft wool for winter cloaks. The vendor promised to deliver everything by week's end.We were examining some jewelry when a commotion started near the square. Raise

Beatrice POV I healed six more plants before my energy ran out. Each one came easier than the last. By the sixth, I barely had to think about it."Mother would be so proud," Corin said softly. "You have her gift. Her touch.""I wish I'd known her," I said. "Wish she could have taught me this herself.""She is teaching you." Corin gestured to the healthy plants. "Through me. Through your blood. Through the magic she passed down. She's here, Beatrice. She never really left."That afternoon, Silas ambushed me in the library. He had maps and documents spread across three tables."Pop quiz," he announced. "Name the five major families of the Eastern Territories.""Ravencrest, Thornfield, Ashwood, Silverpine, and Moonveil," I rattled off. "Ravencrest holds the most land. Thornfield controls the port cities. Ashwood has the largest army. Silverpine has the wealth. Moonveil has the spiritual authority."Silas blinked. "That's—that's exactly right. Including details I didn't ask for.""I stud

Beatrice POV "When she decides she's ready," Darius said firmly. "Not when I decide. Not when you decide. When Beatrice says she's ready to be marked and mated, that's when it happens. Not a moment before."I felt my face heat. We were discussing this at the dinner table. With my brothers watching, this was mortifying."And if she's never ready?" Kaelen challenged."Then I wait forever," Darius said simply. "She's my mate. I'm not going anywhere."The brothers exchanged glances. Some silent communication passed between them."All right," Theron said finally. "That's an acceptable answer.""I'm so glad you approve," I said sarcastically. "Since it's my relationship and all.""We're just making sure he's worthy," Silas said. "That's our job as your brothers.""Your job is to support me," I corrected. "Not interrogate my mate like he's a criminal.""We can do both," Kaelen said cheerfully. He turned to Darius. "Tell us about your parents. Beatrice mentioned they died when you were young

Beatrice POVThe moon was full and bright when I slipped out of the keep, my brothers thought I was sleeping. They'd been watching me closer since dinner, but I'd gotten good at sneaking past them.Darius was waiting by the rose garden. He stepped out of the shadows when I approached, his green eyes catching the moonlight."You came." He pulled me close immediately."Did you think I wouldn't?" I wrapped my arms around his neck."Your brothers have been hovering." He kissed my temple. "Thought they might lock you in your room.""They tried." I laughed softly. "Kaelen's watching my balcony. Good thing there are servant passages.""Clever mate." His hands slid down my back. "I've missed you.""We saw each other at dinner yesterday.""Too long." He kissed me then. Deep and hungry. "Every minute without you feels too long."I melted into him. This, this was what I needed. Not my brothers' worried glances or Corin's strange warnings. Just Darius and the way he made everything else disappear

Beatrice POVThe training grounds were empty except for Theron and me. Dawn was just breaking, the air was still cold from the night."Again," Theron said. "Focus on the flame, make it bigger."I held out my hand. Concentrated on the small fire dancing in my palm and pushed more energy into it. The flame grew. From candle-sized to torch-sized in seconds."Good." Theron circled me. "Now split it into flames instead of one."I'd been trying this for three days. Never gotten it right. But something felt different this morning, the power flowed easier. Responding faster.I focused. Imagine the flame dividing. Separating into two distinct fires and it worked. Two flames hovered above my palms. Identical and perfectly balanced."Excellent." Theron stopped in front of me. "Now throw them at the target."I looked at the practice dummy across the field. Twenty yards away. I'd hit it before, but never with divided flames."Trust yourself," Theron said. "You know how to do this."I took a breath