All Chapters of THE REJECTED OMEGA’S MATE : a tale of unexpected love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

*JORDYN’S POV*The room blurred around me. My chest tightened, and the only sound I could hear was the sudden pounding of my heart. For a split second, everything else—the council, the lies, the meeting—fell away.“Where?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous, gripping his arm tightly.Josh leaned in close, his whisper barely audible but carrying the weight of the situation. “She’s been taken to a cottage deep in the woods, just outside our borders. I’ve already sent trackers, but we need to move fast.”I didn’t let him finish. The chair screeched behind me as I shot up, a cold fury boiling inside me. Brianne was in danger, and I wouldn’t waste another second here. The council members muttered amongst themselves, confused by the sudden interruption, but I couldn’t care less. Without thinking, I spun toward the door, my legs already moving to get me to Brianne. But my mother, seated at the far end of the room, stood abruptly, blocking my way with a mix of fear and defiance in her eye

*BRIANNE’S POV*The chair creaked under my weight as I struggled, pressing my feet against the floor to gain some leverage. My gaze fell to the narrow windows, high up on the wall, casting thin rays of moonlight that barely illuminated the room. If I could just loosen these ropes, maybe I’d have a chance. The thought of Jordyn walking into whatever trap they’d set fueled me, and I grit my teeth, tugging harder.Slowly, I felt a small tear in the rope where it had rubbed against my wrist. It was tiny, but it was a start. I focused on that spot, twisting my wrists again and again, ignoring the sting as the fibers began to tear. Every inch gained was an inch closer to freedom.With each movement, I whispered to myself, urging myself on. “Come on, Brianne. You can do this. For Jordyn.”My wrists throbbed, raw and bleeding, but I didn’t stop. I pushed past the pain, each thread that loosened brought a tiny rush of hope, a reminder that I wasn’t powerless here. I could fight. I would fight.

*JORDYN’S POV*I leaned in close, my voice a low, dangerous whisper. “I don’t make threats. I make promises.”He blinked, taken aback, and I used the moment to scan my surroundings, calculating my next move. The conversation was going nowhere, and I knew that any more time wasted was a risk to Brianne. But just as I was about to push past him, he blocked my path, his expression darkening with renewed resolve.“Fine,” he spat, “have it your way. But don’t say I didn’t warn you. You’re risking everything for one wolf.”I held his gaze, unflinching. “One wolf? She’s more valuable than any land, and you’re out of your depth if you think otherwise.”As I spoke, the door to the far side of the room opened, creaking loudly. My chest tightened as two of their guards appeared, dragging a figure between them. Brianne. They shoved her forward, and she stumbled, collapsing to her knees on the rough floor.“Jordyn!” she gasped, lifting her head as her gaze found mine, her voice trembling with reli

*BRIANNE’S POV*But then, a familiar form shot forward, knocking the rogue off course.Josh! Relief flooded me as I saw him, his wolf form a blur of fur and teeth as he clashed with the rogue. He’d found us, and he wasn’t about to let anything happen to me or Jordyn.From the ground, I watched as Jordyn, too, shifted into his wolf form, the sight both awe-inspiring and terrifying. His fur was sleek, dark, and powerful, and his eyes glowed with a fierce determination. He and Josh moved in sync, their bodies flowing together as they fought off the attackers.Jordyn took down one of the rogues in a swift, savage bite, his teeth flashing as he overpowered it. Josh pinned another rogue beneath his massive paws, snarling as he tore into it. Their movements were relentless, their loyalty to each other and to me evident in every strike.But even with Jordyn and Josh fighting as fiercely as they were, the rogues kept coming. I felt trapped, my back against the cold, hard ground, helpless as I

*BRIANNE’S POV*The room was thick with silence, only broken by the quiet hum of the machines and the soft scuff of my fingers tracing along the edge of Jordyn’s jacket. I pulled it closer around me, taking in the scent that clung to the fabric—a mix of pine, warmth, and something distinctly him. After everything we’d just been through, having it wrapped around me felt like the one anchor I could hold on to.Across the room, Jordyn and Josh were sitting side by side. The bruises and cuts from our battle had already disappeared, thanks to the rapid healing their wolves provided, but the memories of it all were still sharp in my mind. The sight of Jordyn lying on the ground, fighting for breath, haunted me. I could still hear the snarls, the cries, and my own desperate scream as everything within me shifted. It was the moment I found my wolf, and it had shattered everything I thought I knew about myself.My gaze drifted to Jordyn, and I found him already looking at me. His eyes, usually