All Chapters of The Omega He Banished : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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The kid

Reylap's POV The scent of dry leaves and damp earth filled my nose as I stepped out of the palace gates. A cool evening breeze ruffled my hair, a welcome contrast to the gilded stuffiness inside. I had to check on the little girl, the one who’d seized earlier. My heart still clenched thinking about her small, shaking body. But first, a detour. Rika’s place wasn't far, a small, sturdy cottage nestled amongst deeper shadows.I knocked softly. A moment later, the door creaked open, revealing Rika’s comforting, familiar face. Her eyes, usually so sharp, softened when they met mine.“Reylap. Come in, child, don't stand out there in the cold.” Her voice was like warm honey.I stepped inside, grateful for the sudden warmth of the small living space. "Rika, thank you. For everything today. For helping me."She waved a dismissive hand. "Nonsense. You're family, Reylap. We look out for our own. Besides," she fixed me with a knowing look, "I heard what you did. Saving that child… I don’t know h

Blame it on Elliott

Syrn's POV The blood pooled around Camille’s head, a dark, pulsing stain against the pale stones. My breath hitched. I knew how to *cause* wounds, how to make flesh tear and bones snap, but this… this was different. This was just raw, uncontrolled damage, and I had no idea what to do. My hands hovered, useless, as her whimpers turned into soft, struggling gasps.“Camille!” Reylap’s voice cut through the air, sharp and urgent, as she reached us. She dropped to her knees beside the fallen woman, her eyes wide with fear as she took in the grotesque spread of crimson. “What happened? How did you hurt yourself?”A choked sound escaped Camille’s lips, a desperate attempt to speak, but no words formed. Her eyes were unfocused, rolling back slightly.“She fell,” I stated, my voice flat, almost emotionless, even as a flicker of panic, cold and calculating, tried to override the sudden nausea in my stomach. “Tripped.”Reylap didn’t spare me a glance. Her attention was solely on Camille. Withou

Lies!!!

Reylap's POVThe aroma of freshly baked bread usually made my stomach rumble, but tonight, the thought of food curdled something deep inside me. I pushed my plate away, the nausea a familiar, unwelcome guest. Dinner was a battlefield I couldn’t fight. “No, thank you,” I mumbled to Elara, who eyed me with a mixture of concern and pity. Going to bed felt like the only escape, a chance to outrun the queasiness that clung to me like a shadow.My bed offered little solace. I tossed and turned, the soft mattress feeling like a bed of nails. My hand drifted to my belly, a small dome beneath the blankets. “You’re making Mama sick, little one,” I whispered, a genuine smile finally breaking through. It was foolish, talking to a pup I couldn't yet see, but a tiny flutter, a gentle kick, answered me. My smile widened. “Oh, you're a strong one, aren’t you?” The world outside the blanket faded as I conversed with my unborn child, the earlier nausea a distant memory. Sleep finally claimed me, pulled

Work with Rika

Elliott's POVI watched the knife fall rhythmically, a blur of silver against the pale onion skin. Reylap didn’t look up as I approached, the scent of fresh cut alliums stinging at my eyes. The warmth of the kitchen was a stark contrast to the chill I felt in my gut. “Reylap,” I started, my voice lower than I intended. The weight of it, the secret I’d carried, felt heavy on my tongue.She paused, just for a flicker, before the rhythmic thudding resumed. “Elliott,” she acknowledged, her tone even. “Something on your mind?”“Yeah, well, it’s… it’s about the rogues.” The words felt clumsy, inadequate. I shifted my weight, leaning against the doorframe, trying to appear nonchalant. “I think they’re hiding with our people.”The knife stopped. Silence stretched, broken only by the hum of the refrigerator. She slowly turned, her gaze direct, unwavering. Those pale eyes seemed to pierce right through me. “Hiding *with* your people?” she repeated, her voice laced with skepticism. “As in, under

Nightmares

Reylap's POVThe knife made a rhythmic thud against the cutting board, dicing carrots into neat, brightly colored rounds. The late-night quiet of the packhouse kitchen settled around me, broken only by my chopping and the low simmer of the stew on the stove. My thoughts, however, were far from peaceful."I just don't think it's a good idea, Elliott," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I didn't even turn to look at him, keeping my focus on the vegetables. "For me to take on such a huge role. Working alongside Rika as a pack healer? When half these people don't even think I'm worthy of living among them?"He sighed, the sound soft but resonant in the large kitchen. "Reylap, we’ve been over this. What they think doesn't matter."I snorted. "Easy for you to say. You're the Alpha, practically. You don't get the sideways glances, the whispers. The constant feeling that one wrong move and you'll be cast out." I sliced through a potato with more force than necessary."It will change," h

New quarters

Reylap's POVThe snap of a twig behind me was a whip against the silence. It ripped through the peaceful hum of the forest, the one I had almost lost myself in as I gathered herbs. My blood ran cold before my body even registered fear. I spun around, my heart hammering against my ribs, and my worst nightmare stood there, solid and terrifying. A wolf. Not just any wolf. Its eyes, colder and hungrier than I remembered, glared at me. It was one of *them*. One of the rogues who had nearly torn me apart when the banishment first made me an outsider, before Elliott had found me bleeding and broken.It lunged. A blur of grey fur and snapping jaws. My body reacted on instinct, a desperate roll to the side. I felt the hot rake of its claws tear along my arm, a searing pain that jolted me fully awake. I scrambled to my feet, adrenaline turning my limbs to jelly and steel at the same time. Run. That was the only thought. I pumped my legs, bare feet flying over roots and stones. The wolf was fast

The Stolen necklace

Tilda's POV“If Reylap had been so innocent as she liked us to believe,” I fired back, my voice sharp enough to cut glass, “she wouldn’t have been kicked out of her pack in the first place. She’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing, plain and simple.”The words hung in the air, thick and rancid. Reylap’s face, usually so composed, crumpled. It was as if I’d reached across the small kitchen island and slapped her, hard. Her eyes widened, a flicker of something raw and hurt flashing through them before a blankness settled. She said nothing. Not a single word. She just turned on her heel, her back ramrod straight, and walked out of the kitchen, leaving the faint scent of her fear in her wake. I watched her go, a grim satisfaction settling in my chest. Good. Let her stew.I turned back to the counter, grabbing the ingredients for Syrn’s breakfast. The silence in the kitchen felt heavy now, but at least it wasn’t her silence. Scrambled eggs, toast, and a small bowl of berries. Standard. I assembled

Generosity like poison

Reylap's POV“No, no, no!” Eliott’s voice boomed, rattling the very air in the room. He yanked open the top drawer of his bedside table, a rough, impatient motion that made the wood groan. He didn’t just open it; he overturned it, sending a cascade of cufflinks, loose change, and what looked like old notes scattering across the polished floor. My breath hitched. He was furious. “It’s not here! It’s not here! Where is it?”My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. “Eliott, what… what are you looking for?”He didn't even look at me, his eyes wide and wild, scanning the room as if the answer might suddenly materialize on the ceiling. He moved to the next drawer, tearing it open with similar aggression, tossing aside stacks of folded shirts. “The necklace! My grandmother’s necklace! It’s gone!”“Gone?” The word was a whisper, a scared little thing in the sudden, vast silence of the ransacked room.He spun on me, his gaze sharp, accusing. “When was the last ti

Your mate is innocent

Elliott's POVThe murmurs swelled through the courtyard, a low, buzzing hive of whispers and judgmental glances. I glared out at the gathered pack members, my chest tight with a rising storm. "Silence!" My voice ripped through the air, sharp as a whip-crack. The sound died instantly, replaced by a suffocating quiet. Every eye was on Reylap, who stood beside me, her shoulders hunched, tears shimmering in her eyes. My wolf snarled. _She’s innocent. Don’t do this, Elliott. Don’t let them do this to her._My gaze softened as I turned to Reylap, ignoring the pressing weight of every person in the courtyard. "Reylap," I began, my voice low, just as I had in my study only moments ago. "Tell them."She looked up, her eyes wide and glistening. "I told you, Alpha," she started, her voice barely a whisper, but clear enough for all to hear in the sudden stillness. "I was with the others. Camille… she was convulsing. I was helping Madame Ana soothe her. All of us were there, for what felt like

No one will hurt you

Elliott's POV I looked at the gathered faces, a knot tightening in my stomach. The air in the compound was thick with suspicion, every eye darting between Reylap and me. My stolen family heirloom, the moonstone necklace, had ignited a wildfire of accusations, and Reylap, as usual, was at the center of the storm. It wasn't fair, but I knew the pack resented her, mostly because I favored her. My wolf gnawing at my insides, a deep, insistent feeling that she was innocent. *Don't listen to Tilda*, my instincts screamed."Alpha," Tilda began, stepping forward, her hands clasped tightly in front of her apron. "I saw Reylap near your chambers yesterday. She looked… furtive."A low murmur rippled through the crowd. I met Tilda’s gaze, my voice calm despite the tremor in my chest. "Furtive? Tilda, did you bother to check if Reylap actually took anything? Or are you just assuming because it's convenient?" I paused, letting the implication hang in the air. "Or perhaps you were hiding something

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