All Chapters of The Rejected Omega: Claimed By Three Alphas: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Nebra came to a sudden halt. Her eyes followed the witch's gaze, but her view was abruptly blocked by the appearance of a pack warrior who seemed to materialize out of thin air, effectively obscuring Hezell from her sight.She watched the man grab Hezell and forcefully push him in a different direction. The man accompanying Nebra furrowed his brow and voiced his confusion, "That's not the way to the dungeon. They are not going to the dungeon."Nebra mirrored his frown, "Then where are they going?"The witch, deep in thought, finally spoke, his words measured and laden with uncertainty. "Two possibilities. Either the new Alpha intends to obliterate the legacy of the former Alpha, starting with the man revered as the former Alpha's greatest achievement. Or, perhaps, the location of the dungeon has been altered.""No, that can't be. I must speak to Hezell before anything happens to him," said Nebra. She attempted to move towards the direction Hezell had been led, but the man accompanying

Freya batted her eyelids a couple of times before she walked to the door, opened it, peeped outside, then locked it again. "What do you mean by they might be leading a group of werewolf hunters?" She retorted, her brain temporarily shutting down at the thought that she had been at such close proximity with the people who almost killed her a few days ago. Sarah hurried towards Freya and shook her by the shoulder, "Don't fucking shut down on me!" "I'm not. I'm not." Freya responded faintly, her eyes moving around in panic before she met Sarah's eyes. "They seemed civilized and important people amongst the humans." "If there's anything I've learnt from our few days of being here, it's that the humans are also submissive to anyone with power. Take a look at how our manager reacted simply because he thought you had chased an important customer." Sarah stated, "And because of this power they seem to hold, I believe that's why they can do things like hunt and kill us without facing any r

York Teaching HospitalFreya sat on the hospital bed as a nurse took her blood in a vial. It was her first time in such a modernized hospital and the constant beeping of the machine in the room didn't sit well with her. The nurse was done drawing out the blood. She dabbed a cotton in a liquid Freya didn't recognize and handed it to her. "Press this on it until your blood stops leaking." Freya nodded and did as told. Then the nurse took the vial and walked out of the room. "Once again, I apologize." Cheyenne, who had been watching, said as she fully walked into the room. Pressing the cotton on the spot where blood was drawn out from, Freya glanced up at her and smiled faintly, "It's really fine, Ms. Nichols." "I can tell you're forcing yourself to smile." Cheyenne replied, raising her brows as she took her seat opposite Freya. Freya pressed the cotton a little harder on her arm recalling the woman in front of her had probably killed hundreds of werewolves. At the same time, she r

Outside the pack, the Pack Warriors also abandoned guarding the pack and headed inside. "That is our cue." Neon said, straightened up and ran towards the pack's entrance. Sarah got up as well and sprinted after her, but the heavy bag on her back kept slowing her down. "How the hell are you able to move so easily when we're carrying the same thing?" Sarah asked as soon as they got into the pack, breathing out heavily. Neon spared her a brief glance before looking ahead of her again. "Why do you think I called you a princess?""No one should have to carry something this heavy. My reaction is perfectly normal." Sarah defended realizing Neon was looking down on her. "You're a werewolf, Sarah. You should know there's a way to alternate your strength with that of your wolf's. Don't they teach that at normal packs?" Neon murmured and quickened her pace. "Alternate my strength with that of my wolf's? I thought that only happens when I shift? Hey, wait for me!" Sarah yelled when she real

The Council"You're being too unconcerned about everything." Courtney scoffed as she walked into Steele's apartment. The man sat on his bar stool drinking and didn't bother to spare her a glance when she walked in. "We both know you can find Freya in a few hours if you wanted to. So why the hell are you not helping to find her?" Kourtney asked again, this time, snatching the glass away from his hand. "Now you have my attention." Steele said through clenched jaw and looked at her. "Maybe it's a good thing the werewolf hunters are after her. Why should she be treated like a princess after everything her father did?" Kourtney broke the glass on the wall and held a shard next to his carotid artery. "The moon goddess knew exactly what she did when she gave Freya Armstrong to you as a mate. You should learn to appreciate the things you have!" Steele rubbed his eyes and leaned towards the shard on her hand, cutting his neck open, the red blood soaking up his white shirt. "Satisfied?" H