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Chapter 3 The Omega Rejected

Word Count: 1289    |    Released on: 08/03/2025

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he pack. My chest had been hurting ever since Alpha Scott turned me down. The dull aching persisted and wou

nd kept going back to that night; I could still see the hatred in Scott's eyes and

lf, I muttered. "Not really, I'

t to be raised by the pack out of sympathy after my parents passed away when I was a new

ly sneer at me and tell me how unworthy I was. Now Scott had followed suit. Pe

It would be ineffective. However, I couldn't get rid of the sense that there ought t

uttered a barely heard murmu

. The room was softly lit by the moon, but his thoughts were anything but tranqu

ing to persuade himself that wha

You did, he concurred. An omega likeHelen? Scott, she's frail. That kind

n down, something didn't feel right. He'd believed for a split second that he fe

cott said, "I don't know." Something abou

a, you are. You require a powerful partner at you

so difficult for him to forget? Her picture persisted, especially the look

Focus on the pack." You'll meet someone more ap

see her the way she wanted him to, they had always been close. She had been wa

as sweet as honey, s

s paperwork. "Serena," he answered. H

to be admiration or perhaps ambition. I wanted to se

hed. "I'm

e right decision." "You would have just been weakened

reen eyes, Scott glanced at he

saying... I'm right here if you're looking for someo

werful Luna, Scott," and he raised an eyebrow. Someone you

while, yet he had a moment of hesitation. Hi

med a little. The seed had been sown by her. A

. Even though the night air was chilly, I didn't mind. It assisted in numbing my chest ache. I

y, the woodland was tranquil, but there was something uneasy about the air toni

lation, I was startled to hear a

edge of the clearing stood three rogue wolves, their eyes gleaming with hatred. Com

o catch in my throat. I wasn't a com

reaming for me to run, but my legs felt like they were cemen

raped the coarse soil as I staggered to the ground. I could not afford to sta

to see the second rogue pounce. I held my arms up to pro

dair. They both fell to the ground with great power from the hit. I was shocked

clearing became eerily quiet as the rogues wit

s shone brightly with intellect, and its coat was a deep midnight black. It turn

before I could speak, leaving me standing b

forest, my mind racing with questions. But one thing was clear I wasn't safe any

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