All Chapters of REBIRTH OF THE OMEGA BRIDE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Fiona’s POV Loneliness had a peculiar way of creeping into one’s life. It never arrived all at once. It came quietly. A smile that no longer reached someone’s eyes. A conversation that ended the moment you appeared. An invitation that somehow never found its way to your chambers. At first, each incident seemed too insignificant to dwell upon. Together… They became impossible to ignore. I stood before the large windows of my chambers, watching servants decorate the palace courtyard below. Colorful banners bearing the royal crest fluttered gently in the afternoon breeze. The annual charity banquet was only two days away. Ordinarily, I would have been outside with them. Overseeing the arrangements. Greeting the merchants who had traveled from neighboring territories. Ensuring every orphanage representative received a proper welcome. Instead… I stood behind a window. Watching someone else prepare for a responsibility that had always been mine. A soft knock interrupted

Fiona’s POV I spent the entire morning trying to convince myself that yesterday had been a misunderstanding. Perhaps my name had simply been left off the council list by accident, or maybe the Chief Steward had been given an incomplete list of attendees. Father had been dealing with countless matters since the Lycan King’s departure, and it wasn’t impossible that something had been overlooked. There had to be an explanation because the alternative was too painful to consider. By midday, however, I could no longer sit quietly in my chambers pretending everything was normal. I needed to speak to Father. Whatever was happening within the palace had gone on for too long, and I refused to continue guessing at the reason behind everyone’s strange behavior. If there was a problem involving me, then surely my father deserved the chance to hear my side before anyone made a judgment. I left my chambers and headed toward the royal administrative wing. The corridors were unusually busy, with

Fiona’s POV I had barely returned to my chambers when a palace attendant came to inform me that Father wanted to see me. The words should not have frightened me, but they did. For days, I had been wondering why he had not spoken to me, why he had allowed the distance between us to grow without asking what was wrong. Now that he had finally summoned me, I couldn’t help wondering whether he had finally heard whatever everyone else seemed to know. I followed the attendant through the familiar corridors toward Father’s study, trying to calm the uneasiness building inside me. My mind returned to the conversation I had overheard earlier, particularly the words “rumors” and “Princess Fiona.” I still didn’t know exactly what people were saying, but I had begun to understand that whatever it was had become serious enough for senior officials to discuss it with my father. That realization frightened me more than anything else because Father was not a man who allowed gossip to influence his d

Investigator Dan’s POV By the following morning, I had already decided where I wanted to begin. The eastern corridor. It was the only useful lead we had. A servant had remembered hearing two women discussing Princess Fiona shortly after the Lycan King’s departure, but she had been unable to identify either of them. It wasn’t enough to make an accusation, but it was enough to give me a place to start. I spent the first hour questioning the servants who worked in that section of the palace. Most of them had heard something about the rumors, but none could tell me where they had begun. Some had heard them in the kitchens, others in the servants’ quarters, while a few claimed the noblewomen had been discussing them long before the servants ever heard about them. The story seemed to be everywhere. Yet the beginning remained hidden. Eventually, I found the maid who had been working near the eastern corridor on the day the Lycan King departed. Her name was Clara. I had spoken to her

Chapter 40: The Price of Trust Alpha Ambrose’s POV Trust was a dangerous thing. When given to the right person, it could build kingdoms, strengthen families, and create alliances that lasted for generations. But when given to the wrong person, it became a weapon. I had learned that lesson long before I became an Alpha. Yet there was something different about trusting the people closest to my daughter. Lilian had been part of Fiona’s life for years. She had eaten at our table, attended family celebrations, walked through these palace corridors as though they belonged to her, and stood beside Fiona through countless moments. That familiarity made betrayal difficult to imagine. But difficult was not the same as impossible. I sat behind my desk that evening, reading through the latest report from Dan. There wasn’t much. The investigation had confirmed that the rumors had spread shortly after the Lycan King’s departure, but the source remained unclear. Several servants had repea