All Chapters of Dominion Academy: Rise of The Omega : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Five days to the hearing.I ran the testimony preparation alone in the training yard at dawn, my breath fogging in the cold air. The sun hadn't risen yet, the sky still grey and uncertain. I practiced answers to the hardest questions—the ones about specific pack events, bloodline ceremonies, family members I'd fabricated.I had done this before. I built this identity from scratch. I could rebuild the parts the council was targeting.I just needed to not shake while I did it."Name.""Val Rhen.""Pack.""Ashgrave.""Father's name.""Alpha Marcus Rhen.""Mother's name.""Elise Rhen.""Date of your father's ascension.""Third moon of the year I turned ten.""Who presided?""Elder Marius. He died two years later."The questions continued. I answered each one. My voice was steady. My hands were not.I stopped pacing and pressed my palms together, trying to keep them from trembling."Where was the ceremony held?""The eastern hall.""Who stood beside your father?""His beta, Theron.""How m

The picture was not good.If Cain had been suspicious before, he now had something concrete to work with. He might not know exactly what the bond meant, but he knew there was something unusual between Cassian and me. That alone was dangerous."We need to talk," Cassian said, sitting across from me on the bed."We're talking.""I mean really talk." He leaned forward, his grey eyes sharp. "What does he know? What doesn't he know? What does the bond information give him that he didn't have before?"I ran the implications."He knows there's a connection between us. A strong one. He doesn't know what I am. He doesn't know I'm omega. He doesn't know I'm female.""But he suspects.""He always suspects." I pressed my palms against my knees. "The bond confirms something is being hidden. It gives him a direction to look."Cassian's jaw tightened."And the assessments?""He can probably connect those too. The scent exercises, the resonance tests, the way the results changed whenever I was near y

The Iron Circle closing ceremony was a Dominion social event.Formal dress. All four houses in attendance. The kind of occasion where political positioning happened during dinner and everyone pretended it was just a celebration.I arrived with Ronan. He'd handed me the suppressant compounds that morning with one quiet instruction: cycle properly."Ready?" he asked as we walked through the doors."No.""Good. Me neither."I almost smiled.Ronan adjusted the collar of his formal jacket as we entered the assembly hall. "Remember what Jane said. Don't take more because you're nervous.""I'm not nervous."He gave me a look."Fine," I admitted. "I'm nervous.""That's different.""How?""At least now you're being honest."I shook my head and followed him inside.The assembly hall was packed.Solas sat on one side. Vesper on the other. Ferox and Umbra filled the back. The tables were draped in Dominion colors, the candles burning low.The entire room looked polished and expensive, but beneath

We worked in the dorm after curfew.Door locked. Voices low. Notebooks spread across both desks, pushed together to form one surface. The plan was simple in theory and complicated in execution: continue feeding Lyra false information to buy time, use the window to find evidence of Cain's experiments solid enough to bring to Soren officially, identify who else might know the extent of what Cain had done.It was not a good plan in the sense of being comfortable. It was a good plan in the sense of being the best available option.Cassian stood over the map with his arms crossed while Ronan checked the notes we had gathered. I sat beside the desk, studying the marked corridors and possible escape routes. Every line on the map represented a risk. Every name we wrote down could become a problem if Cain discovered what we were doing."We need evidence that can't be dismissed as a misunderstanding," Ronan said. "Rumors won't be enough. Even Lyra's behavior might not prove anything if Cain cla

The Council Chambers were designed to intimidate.High ceilings. Formal seating. The full five-person panel arranged above the single chair where the subject sat. Everything about the room was built to make whoever sat in that chair feel small.I sat in that chair in my uniform and Cassian's jacket, and I composed myself.The jacket still carried a faint trace of his scent. It was a small comfort, but I needed it.Five council members watched me from above. Their expressions ranged from bored to suspicious. Maren Solace sat in the center, her hands folded neatly on the table in front of her.She looked at me as if she had already found something wrong.I refused to look away."State your name and bloodline," the council secretary said."Val Rhen.""Pack?""Ashgrave.""Rank?""Alpha."A pause followed.The secretary looked toward Maren.She nodded once."Begin the verification."The panel ran the bloodline verification.Questions about Ashgrave Pack leadership. Ceremonial history. Spec