All Chapters of Dominion Academy: Rise of The Omega : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I stood there, my whole body rigid, every nerve screaming in protest. It wasn’t my choice. It wasn’t willpower or bravery or defiance that kept me upright. It was the pull of the alpha command still threading through my limbs, tightening around me like invisible chains.Professor Caleb paced a slow circle around me, hands tucked behind his back. His voice was sharp, but low enough that it forced everyone to strain closer to hear."Class," he said, pausing beside me, "observe carefully. This is what a weak mental shield looks like. One command and your body moves without your permission."Heat flooded my face. I kept my eyes down, fists clenching at my sides."I—" I started, voice cracking."Excuses?" Caleb cut in, raising a brow. "Go ahead, Val. Tell us how you meant to stand up when you were told. I'm sure that'll convince your enemies on the battlefield."Laughter rippled through the room, cruel and sharp-edged. I caught Cassian's gaze in the corner of my eye. He wasn’t laughing. H

The Lunar Combat Arena buzzed with restless energy, the air thick with the scent of ambition and unease. I stood near the front, arms crossed. Ronan slouched beside me, his usual grin replaced by a sharp focus as he stared at his phone. The screen’s glow reflected in his face, showing his rank—Rank 92, a solid Alpha Tier score. My own phone weighed heavy in my pocket, but I didn’t need to check it to know I’d be near the top. I always was. That’s what it meant to be the golden boy of Dominion Academy.Headmaster Soren’s voice cut through the murmurs, sharp as a blade. “To reflect the sacred hierarchy of our kind, additional privileges will be granted. Moonmarked alphas, blessed by divine lineage, will receive a five-point bonus to their starting rank. Bloodborn alphas, heirs of noble lines, will receive three points. All others will maintain their initial scores.”A wave of groans rippled through the crowd. I felt the tension spike, like a pack sensing a challenge. My jaw tightened

I jolted awake, my heart hammering, the echo of Darius’s cruel laughter from my nightmare still ringing in my ears. The room was dark, the only light a faint sliver of moonlight slipping through the window. My eyes darted to Cassian’s bed. Empty. His side of the room was neat, like he hadn’t slept here at all. My stomach twisted. Where was he? I swung my legs over the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold floor. That’s when I saw a glint of liquid on the desk. My wolfsbane vial. Tipped over, the last drops pooling on the wood, the sharp, bitter scent stinging my nose. Panic clawed at my chest. I’d been so careful, hiding it under my pillow, dosing myself before bed to keep my omega scent buried. Had I knocked it over in my sleep? Or… had someone else?I scrambled to the desk, grabbing a rag to wipe up the spill. My hands shook as I stuffed the empty vial into my pocket. If Cassian had seen this, if he’d smelled it—God, I was done for. I glanced at the door, half-expecting him to bu

"All students, report to the Scent Vault for mandatory scent recognition drills. Immediately.” My heart slammed against my ribs as the announcement echoed through the dorm’s speakers. I froze, my fingers gripping the edge of my bed, the memory of Cassian’s words from last night burning in my mind: You’re hiding something. And I will find out what.He’d found the wolfsbane vial under my bed. I knew it. And now this? The Scent Vault? Panic clawed at my throat. That place was a nightmare for me.I shoved my feet into my boots, my hands shaking as I layered on more wolfsbane lotion, the bitter smell stinging my nose. My Rank 20 status flashed in my head, a constant reminder of how close I was to falling apart in this brutal Solas Dominion. I glanced at Cassian’s empty bed. He’d been gone since our fight, probably out plotting with Ronan or Raven. My stomach twisted at the thought of Raven, her sharp eyes always watching me like she knew I didn’t belong.The Scent Vault loomed ahead a

The Den Library’s musty air clung to me as I slammed the herbology book shut, the words about wolfsbane burning in my mind: masks wolf traits, hides mate bonds. Val’s secret was unraveling, and my wolf wouldn’t let it go. His scent in the Vault yesterday—sweet, wrong, not alpha—had my instincts screaming. I leaned back in the creaky chair, the flickering candle casting shadows across the texts. My Rank 95 status gave me access to this section, but even that didn’t ease the knot in my gut. Val was hiding something big, and I was too close to let it slip.A shout from outside snapped me alert. “Rhen! You dodging me now?” Darren Criss’s voice, loud and cocky, echoed through Sage Woods. My jaw tightened. Another fight? Val couldn’t catch a break, and neither could I. I shoved the book back to where I got it from and stormed out, my boots pounding the dirt path to the Lunar Combat Arena. Darren, a Gamma Tier bully at Rank 25, was circling Val like a vulture, his smirk wide. Val stood