All Chapters of My Omega, My Mate, My Rejected Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51  LYRA'S POV  As I drifted into a state of drowsiness, Helena walked into the room, holding a tray with a steaming cup and a few pills. "Special tea for my special patient," she announced, a playful smile on her face. I sighed, lifting the blanket to cover my face. "Is it that time already? Medicine and special tea, the perks of being injured." Helena chuckled, setting the tray on a small table beside the bed. "Yes, it is. Now, none of that grumbling. It's all for your speedy recovery." I peeked out from beneath the blanket, eyeing the tray. "Speedy recovery requires a lot of effort, apparently. What's so special about this tea, anyway?" Helena grinned, pouring the tea into a delicate cup. "It's a blend of herbs and spices, guaranteed to lift your spirits. And it has a touch of magic, or so the palace's herbalist claims."

Chapter 53  ALPHA Gray's POV    The grand halls of the palace echoed with solitude as I sat alone, contemplating the enigma that surrounded Lyra's attack. The weight of the situation pressed upon me, and the need to uncover the truth fueled my determination. The shadows within the palace seemed to dance in tune with my troubled thoughts. As I leaned back against the cold marble, my mind replayed the moments with Lyra in her cabin. Her acceptance, the shared kisses—they lingered in the recesses of my thoughts, offering a brief respite from the complexities that awaited. The promise of a connection, though shrouded in uncertainty, held a certain allure. “What do you think?.” I remembered her soft voice when I asked her about my proposal. Her soft voice despite her pain, something that fueled my emotions towards her. A si

Chapter 55 LYRA'S POV  A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I stared at the phone screen, reflecting on my futile attempts to reach Alpha Gray. Pressing my forehead with my fingers, I felt like a fool for persistently calling him. What was I even expecting? The Alpha had more pressing matters to attend to, especially considering the recent events in the palace. I dialed his number for the third time, the anticipation and anxiety intertwining within me. The first call had been answered, but it ended abruptly before he could say anything. The second call went unanswered, and now, as the phone rang for the third time, I steeled myself for whatever response awaited me. Alpha Gray's voice, soft but authoritative, filled the line. "Lyra, I'm busy. I can't talk right now." Before I could utter a single word, the call was terminated, leaving me with the cold silence of the night.

Chapter 57  HELENA'S POV   I walked through the empty hallways of the palace, the unsettling encounters with Claude and Elara echoed in my mind. The air was thick with tension, and I couldn't shake the feeling that the shadows harbored more secrets than I could fathom. A sense of disillusionment settled within me. What was I doing in this palace, surrounded by people who cared more about power and politics than the well-being of one of their servants. “Who am I kidding?.” I scoffed.   I sighed, contemplating my role in all of it, the strange dance of alliances and betrayals. Decision firming within me, I entered my room. The familiarity of the space offered a brief escape from the complexities outside. As I packed my bag, the realization hit me – I wasn't going to spend the night in this palace, there

CHAPTER 59 RAVEN'S POV As I walked out of the hallway, the echoes of Helena's defiance lingered in my mind.”fucking hell.”  I cursed under my breath, the frustration boiling within me. The palace seemed like a cage, each encounter a reminder of the constraints and expectations that bound us.Entering my room, I shut the door behind me, the weight of the night settling on my shoulders. The shadows danced on the walls, mirroring the turmoil within. I needed answers, and the only person who could provide them was my trusted guard, Sebastian."Sebastian," I called, my voice demanding as I summoned him to my side.The door creaked open, and Sebastian entered, his stoic expression reflecting years of unwavering loyalty. I instructed him to shut the door, creating an environment where our conversation could unfold without prying ears.I walked towards him, my frustration transforming