All Chapters of Rejected Omega, Alpha's Claim : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AsheronMy head was pounding with a dull ache that hadn't stopped since I sank my fangs into Seraphina’s neck. She thought I was just acting like an ice-cold bastard; shutting her down, and playing the unbothered Alpha. They thought I was keeping my distance to protect my political brand.I mean, yeah, I did feel like Seraphina was over stepping her boundaries somehow. But no one had any idea what was really going on in my head.The truth was, I couldn't look at Seraphina without my brain short-circuiting. The second the mating bite locked in, the kid’s blood signature registered in my system. Her baby was humming with my exact Alpha frequency. I felt like I was drowning in confusion because by the time Seraphina and I met for the first time, she was already pregnant. Even worst, right alongside that baby's scent was the persistent pulse of Rowan It was driving my wolf insane. I needed to make my findings but on what basis? When she and I had never met before she was pregnant. I

SeraphinaIn my sleep, the heat in my veins hit a whole different level at 3:00 AM.It felt like I had a localized virus multiplying directly inside my bloodstream.I was tangled in the sheets and my body was shivering so hard my teeth were literally grinding together. The full mating mark on my collarbone was glitching. Every few seconds, a spasm ran through the mark, radiating down into my spine and sending a wave of nausea straight into my throat.Rowan.The name echoed in the back of my brain like an intrusive thought I couldn't swipe away. Along with the agonizing spasms, his scent bled directly into my consciousnessIt was creating a nauseating spiritual friction right at my core.Rowan was tugging on the relic's lingering connection from outside the estate walls. He was doing it on purpose. He knew the soul-swap had left a ghost signal in my body, and he was using it to hijack my nervous system.All along, he had been with whatever caused the soul swap in the first place. I l

AsheronI put on a tough front but I really couldn't move with what I heard. My hands were shoved deep into my pockets, locked into tight fists. For a guy who had spent his entire life studying bloodlines, managing council politics, and anticipating every major threat in the territory, I was completely paralyzed.An Imperial Sovereign. How? All of a sudden? She barely had any power to protect herself.I stared at Seraphina, she looked down at Pearl with an expression that made her look less like the maid I had rescued from the cold cellar and more like an ancient monarch who had just reclaimed her throne.The Inspector was still flat on his knees, his forehead pressed so hard into the floor he was practically worshipping the wood. "Out," I ordered. “All of you”My voice wasn't loud, but the Alpha aura laced through it made the Inspector scramble up like his life depended on it, grabbing Pearl by the arm and dragging her out into the corridor before I could change my mind and snap the

Seraphina Asheron’s aura was so thick, that the panes in the windows were subtly vibrating in their frames. His hands were locked around my waist as he absorbed the residual poison of Rowan’s dark signal."How dare he give me a deadline? Twenty-four fucking hours," he grunted, "He gives me twenty-four hours to hand over and release Quinn.""He wants to have me trapped," I whispered. My chest was still aching from the synthetic terror Rowan had just injected into my mind, but beneath the physical pain, my head was crystal clear. "He definitely expects you to play defense until you lose your territory or lose me."Asheron’s eyes burned into mine "I’m sending Kevin with the strike team. We should attack first. We find the relic, smash it, and bring Rowan's head back on a pike."“Why would you do all of that for me?”“Because…I’m an Alpha of his words and I promised to protect you”"No," I said firmly, reaching up to lay my hands flat against his chest, feeling the furious thudding of hi

SeraphinaRowan really thought he was the smartest guy in the room by keeping me locked away.In the morning, Rowan walked in holding a whip. The dark circles under his eyes were bruised purple, his clothes reeked of stale liquor, and his aura was disgustingly erratic."You look remarkably comfortable for someone sitting in a death cell," Rowan sneered"I've slept in better places," I said, keeping my tone deadpan as I looked him up and down. "Though I have to ask…is the whip supposed to compensate for your fragile ego, or are you just embarrassed you had to use extreme measures just to get my attention?"The insult hit him right where it hurt. Rowan snapped.He immediately dropped the whip, stepped across the cell, and grabbed me by the throat, slamming my head back against the wall. The air cut off in my windpipe, but I didn't let a single sound of weakness slip out of my mouth. I just stared into his vicious eyes with contempt."You think you're untouchable now, don't you?" Rowan s