All Chapters of An Omega For The Alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Asher stood rooted to the spot, his mind reeling from Olivia’s rejection."You can’t reject me, Olivia," Asher finally said, his voice low but filled with determination. His eyes bore into hers, trying to convey the depth of his conviction. "We’re mates. We’re bound together. I’mI’m the Alpha prince, and you—" He paused, his voice softening, almost pleading. "You belong to me."Olivia’s heart clenched at his words, the pull of their bond strong enough to make her want to believe him. But she knew better. She had spent the last Six years coming to terms with the harsh reality. And it wasn’t the fairy tale she had once dreamed of.With a heavy sigh, she met his gaze, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Can you really accept me, Asher?" she asked, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. "Do you really have the power to take a half-breed mate? Your position, your duties—they won’t let that happen."Asher opened his mouth to argue, but Olivia cut him off, her tone more resolute now. "I

"That handsome fellow is Kylian’s dad !" Veronica yelled. "That’s why he seemed familiar. Now that I think about it, Kylian is a perfect replica of him.""Mum, was he that good looking ?" Helen asked excitedly.Olivia sighed. That’s why it was harder to hide Kylian; he looked so much like him; he had the same piercing blue eyes and dark brown hair that fell over his forehead. The resemblance was uncanny, making it nearly impossible to keep the secret hidden for long. Olivia sat back in her chair, her eyes downcast as she gathered the courage to say the next words."Asher doesn’t know about Kylian," Olivia finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "And he can never find out. If he does, he’ll try to take Kylian away from me, or worse, his mother will try to hurt Kylian."Veronica frowned, her brows knitting together in confusion. "But why, Olivia? Why would they want to take Kylian away from you? And why would his mother want to harm him? He’s her grandchild." Helen nodded, shar

Olivia was still trying to make sense of everything when the door chimed behind her, and the café filled with an all-too-familiar presence. Asher.He strode in confidently, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he surveyed the room. His eyes locked onto Olivia, and she felt her pulse quicken, the tension between them crackling like electricity in the air."Do you like the flowers?" Asher asked, his voice smooth and charming. "I thought they might brighten your day."Olivia clenched her fists, struggling to keep her composure. "Asher, what are you doing? You can’t just—"He held up a hand, cutting her off with a disarming smile. "I can, and I did. But I didn’t come here just to shower you with flowers. I came to ask you something."Olivia’s heart thudded in her chest as Asher took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. She felt the café shrink around them, the walls closing in as the distance between them disappeared."I want to take you out, Olivia," Asher said, his voice low

The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting silvery shadows on the ground. Olivia kept her gaze ahead, her thoughts racing. The evening had been unexpectedly pleasant, far removed from the tension she had anticipated. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she needed to maintain her distance from Asher.When they reached the edge of the forest path leading to her home, Olivia abruptly stopped walking. Asher paused besides her, looking at her with a mixture of curiosity and concern."There’s no need for you to walk me all the way home," Olivia said, her voice firm but gentle. "I can go on my own from here."Asher frowned, a trace of worry clouding his features. "It’s late, Olivia. I’d feel better if I saw you home safely."Olivia shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "I’m a wolf, Asher. I can defend myself against any human who might cross my path.""I know you can," Asher replied, his voice tender. "But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to make sure you’re safe.

Steven glanced at his notes. "Not much, yet. He was in the system— his wife had filed a domestic violence case before their divorce. There were also some reports of a drunken brawl. He was in his late 40s when he disappeared. Worked odd jobs, mostly under the table. According to the missing person report, he was a bit of a drifter, no steady employment or fixed address." Fred frowned, his detective instincts kicking into high gear. A drifter, missing for Six years, now turning up as a body in the marsh."Any known connections? Friends, associates, places he frequented?" Fred asked, his mind already racing with possibilities."Not much to go on," Steven admitted. "But I’m working on it. I’ll dig into his background and see if there’s anything that might give us a lead. I’ll also look into his sister’s current whereabouts, see if she’s still in the area, and what she knows. If there are any other family contacts, I’ll track them down too."Fred nodded, appreciating Steven’s thoroughnes