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The Rejected Omega's Ruthless Comeback

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 872    |    Released on: Today at 15:21

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the room. He stood guard at the door, a human cag

of pain when she saw my pale complexion and the faint bruises on my neck, but she was a

ping sound drifte

happening? I heard

s a vision of fragile innocence in a white silk nightgown, her fe

had fooled me for

to her side, his voice thick with concern. "Isabelle, y

a look of pure terror. "Sister, why are you doing this?" she sobbed. "

ainted me as the villain

r performance, my e

t me. "Seraphina! Look what you've done to her! Give m

augh almost es

y deliberate approach made Isabelle shrink further into

r, my eyes dropping to her flat s

"Weren't you just telling everyone that you were pregnant? So devoted t

hed. She hadn't expect

e had used a supposed pregnancy to try a

convince me of her love for you that she swallowed a bottle of 'Purple Ghost Root' just a few da

acient, a poison. Isabelle would never

ith suspicion. If she were truly pregnant, why

ried, her panic rising. "S

n-shaped silver pendant she always wore around her

supposedly makes you immune to all poisons. If that's

t tug. She yelped in pai

ed to intervene, I r

wung

it echoed in the dead

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one f

k, her eyes wide with disbelief. Valerius was stunned into s

es locked on Isabelle's. Then I

never pregnant. And your trysts with the Captain of the Guard in the stables.

r too late. She had used a fake pregnancy to gain V

ce. She stared at me, horrified, her

away from him, his gaze boring into her,

y words, combined with Isabel

acherous sister, their sordid little alliance crumblin

y full height, a vict

voice ringing with newfound power. "D

eraphina Beaumont, the woman who would one day be the tr

oice cut through the tension. "Your

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The Rejected Omega's Ruthless Comeback
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“I loved Prince Valerius with the foolish devotion of a destined mate. But on my birthing bed, soaked in blood and unbearable pain, he coldly ordered the doctors to save the child and let me die. My stepsister, Isabelle, stood by his side, her face a mask of false sorrow as she tightly held his hand. They murdered me just to pave the way for her to become his Luna. Shortly after my death, my mother was also killed by a doctor secretly hired by my grandmother and stepmother, her death ruled as a complication from grief. My entire family had conspired to steal my royal dowry and completely erase my existence. I died in agony, a discarded Omega, betrayed by everyone I ever trusted. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand. Why did the sacred mate bond mean absolutely nothing to the man I loved? Why did my own blood relatives hate my mother and me so much that they wanted us dead? Opening my eyes again, a brutal pressure was crushing my windpipe. I was back at the exact moment Valerius was choking me because of Isabelle's fake pregnancy. "Monster! You really thought you could tarnish Isabelle's pure name?" This time, instead of begging for his mercy, I went limp and faked the terrifying symptoms of a deadly silver poisoning. I would force him into a public rejection, take back every penny of my dowry, and save my mother. From this day on, I live only for myself.”