His Rejected Omega: A Second Chance with the King

the rejected mate of

only ever wanted Livia, t

aling a priceless necklace,

. "You are not even worthy of l

er and drag me to the cells, all while

flinch, a flicker of pain from o

at moment, seven years of

er bailed me out, a rival A

hief Strategic Advisor, with one

ithout a sec

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phin

sharp. It wasn't a voice, but a feeling, an o

. The seven-year observation period between Alpha Kaelan Blackwood and the Omega, Ser

ack Moon Pack's annual gala casting a mocking glitter over the scene. My finger

ke tinkling glass. She was celebrating a recent business victory, but e

whisper in the physical world but a shout in the pack's s

l, found mine. She glided ove

h fake sympathy. "Still working so hard. You must be ex

a gifted healer before... well, you know." She smirked. "At least she could hear the pack's needs

dn't made in years. My mother. She could insu

raspy from disuse. "Don'

up a glass of red wine from a passi

ep back. It was a foolish, impulsive act. An Omega

narrowing into pure malice. With a flick of her

t instantly-the acrid, burning scent of silver. Just a few grains, enough to cause excruc

I clutched my face, th

he meaning

eep, resonant, and laced with an authority that made every

g frame radiating power and fury. His eyes, the

!" he

d. "Kaelan! She pushed me! This.

s tone dangerously low. "And she is still

Seven years you've kept her here, this constant reminder of your bond.

gaze sweeping over my blistering skin before lan

his voice suddenly void of all warmt

through me-the ghost of our broken bond. He pulled me away from

ful aura-like a pine forest after a thunderstorm-filled my lungs. He dabb

softer now. He finished cleaning t

car. "I'm sorry about Livia," he said,

d not

ring past the window. Then, he spoke again, a strange note

ognized each other. The day he had looked at me with disgust and

offered, as if that could f

mask of calm I did not feel. "That day do

ld respond, a frantic, cloying voice invaded my mind, because it was direct

et me. I'm scared of t

ia. Of cou