All Chapters of The Lycan’s Claim On The Rejected Omega: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

SCARLET'S POV.I hadn't expected to be so out of it after my father died. I had thought I would be filled with rage. Instead, sorrow filled me up like a lake rising higher with each momentary shower of rain.Everyday, my sadness became even worse. I was really grieving. I was really finding it hard to believe he was really gone.Why was I crying over a villain? Why was I crying over a man who had no regard, nor apology for me even until his last moment?Why was I wishing things had turned out differently? The world was cruel, and it couldn't manage to give me a good father in the least. That was all I wanted.Instead, it had to give me a maniac whose only mission in life was to make himself stronger, without minding if he hurt others in the process.As I sat staring out at the window far into the horizon, tears rolled down my cheeks.Why was I sad? Why, why?? That questioned repeated itself in my head. Maybe it was time to reach out into myself, and find the real reason for my depress

ELIAS' POV.I could see Scarlet's face turn red when she got over the shock of seeing her friends in the room with us. Embarrassment crept over her face, as she realized why I had been attempting to stop her from trying to make love with me.I understood it had to be very embarrassing. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it back, and gave an embarrassed smile."Gosh. What was that?" She asked, with a little embarrassed chuckle. Her friends were all giving her goofy smiles, including Sylvia."Hey, what are we doing?" Sylvia asked, snapping out of whatever communication they had been having with the embarrassed scarlet."Oh, goodness me. Cue!" One of Scarlet's friends said, and they burst into a birthday song."Happy birthday to you." They were parting their tones harmoniously, and Scarlet covered her mouth with her hands amazed."Happy birthday to you? Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!" They sang."May the good Lord bless you.May the good Lord bless

ELIAS' POVI gazed at the woman before us. Even with all the gloom that seemed to have descended on her, she still had a beautiful face that emerged from simplicity.She had large brown eyes that seemed to hold so much sadness that they could not seem to look upwards.Her lips were dry, and a little cracked, looking like they were once a pale pink. Her face was a soft oval and for some reason, I pitied her. I didn't know what had happened or what had made her that way, but I felt compassion for her.She raised her head, and the black scarf she was wearing slipped off her head.There, full on her head was a beautiful fall of red hair. It had been packed messily into a bun at the back of her head and a few strands came loose with the scarf, flowing in the direction of the wind."This is Ashley." My mum introduced, placing her hands on Ashley's shoulders. "Ashley, meet Elias and Scarlet. Elias is my son and Scarlet…" she hesitated. "She's more like a daughter I wasn't opportuned to have.

ELIAS’ POVWhat my mother had said about I getting married to Ashely was still disturbing me and eating at my heart like the way a termite does to make a building crumble.It was beginning to feel more like a tensed feeling, building up in my chest, and not giving me a breathing space. I rose to my feet, and thought of what to do to get all these out of my head.Oh, yeah. I can call Ralph. Probably some sparring would take these off my mind. I grabbed my phone which was on the table, and then dialed his contact.“Hey Ralph. Up for some sparring?”“Sure, yeah. Where’s the meeting point?” Ralph asked.“Well, let’s meet at the palace sparring ground.”“Alright, will be there in thirty.”I hung up the call, and then looked towards our matrimonial bedroom. I could imagine how she was going to feel if she figured out that my parents weren’t considering her to get married to me.It would hurt her beyond measure. Scarlet and I have gone through highs and lows together. It’s going to be unfair

ELIAS' POV.Ashley looked horrified when she saw the chandelier with its pieces of glass shattered and scattered across the floor.Her mouth hung open, and she couldn't stop staring at it.“Are you okay?” I asked, and she turned to me, sharply, like I had startled her. She looked at me briefly, nodded, and turned back to the chandelier. “Oh…” she breathed out, and raised her shaking hands to her face. She must have been scared out of her mind. Who wouldn't be, seconds after a chandelier could have crushed them?I got to my feet, and raised her gently by the shoulders. Already, maids were scampering to the spot, looking horrified, with their gazes shifting from me and Ashley to the mess on the floor.They apologized, and although I couldn't understand their reasons for apologizing, I left them. Then they began to clean it up.“Thank you so much. Thank you.” She said, looking at me with gratitude shining in her eyes.“No, it's fine. Are you sure you're okay?”“Yes, yes, I'm fine. Luck