All Chapters of Return of The Rejected Omega : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

SilasI kept my back to the wall, eyes fixed on the doorway. The facility's infrastructure was failing—not just the security systems, but the fundamental design. Pipes burst somewhere in the distance, followed by the hiss of escaping gas. The concrete beneath my feet vibrated with tremors that seemed to come from deep underground.Four corridors connected to this medical bay. Four potential points of attack. If I'd had my wolf, I could have monitored all of them through scent alone. But now, all I had were human ears straining against the cacophony of alarms and distant screams.Behind me, Veronica worked frantically to stabilize her son. Her son. The revelation still hadn't fully registered. What kind of monster experiments on their own child?A crash echoed from the east corridor. My hand tightened around the makeshift weapon I'd fashioned from a broken IV stand."Status?" I called over my shoulder, not taking my eyes off the door."His vitals are stabilizing," Veronica answered, vo

SilasThe service tunnel stank of mildew and burnt wiring. My makeshift weapon—a metal rod pried from fallen equipment—felt woefully inadequate as we pushed deeper into the darkness. Water dripped somewhere ahead, the sound amplified by concrete walls that seemed to press closer with every step.Alexander's gurney rattled over uneven flooring, each jolt making me wince. The boy remained unconscious, but stable since Stella's inexplicable intervention. Whatever had passed between them had bought us time, but for what? I still couldn't wrap my head around Veronica's callous admission. Her willingness to sacrifice Stella to save her son.And Stella's equally unfathomable decision to help them anyway.She walked ahead of me now, close behind Angela who led our strange procession. The thin lab coat did little to conceal her naked form beneath, or the corruption's steady advance up her neck. Black veins pulsed beneath her skin with each heartbeat, the pattern shifting subtly when she passed

The city walls appeared through the morning haze like a jagged wound in the landscape. What had been imposing two days ago now looked fragile—sheets of rusted metal held together by desperation and habit. Black smoke billowed from multiple points within, and even from this distance, we could hear the chaos—screams, gunshots, the unmistakable sound of things breaking."Something's wrong," Silas said, stating the obvious as he adjusted Alexander's weight in his arms. The boy had fallen unconscious again after our escape, his small body struggling to integrate the changes the partial transfer had initiated.Veronica checked his pulse for the twentieth time in as many minutes. "His condition is stabilizing, but he needs shelter. Proper medical attention."I studied the city through my transformed vision. The corruption had altered my left eye, splitting the pupil like a wolf's, enhancing my perception beyond normal limits. Through it, I could see energy patterns flowing through the wall—h

I stared at the pile of clothes on my bed, trying to decide what to pack. Not that it mattered. Nothing about returning to Blood Moon was going to be comfortable, regardless of what I wore. "I can't believe I'm doing this," I muttered, tossing another pair of jeans into my suitcase. 'We should have done this sooner,' Rona growled in my mind. Her voice had grown stronger every day since Silas reappeared in my life. "No one asked you," I snapped, grabbing a handful of underwear from my drawer. My wolf had become increasingly vocal since the visions started. Ever since I'd reluctantly told Silas I'd return to the pack, Rona had been practically giddy with excitement. It was annoying as hell. 'You know we belong there,' she insisted. 'With him.' "I don't belong anywhere near those people." I slammed the drawer shut with unnecessary force. "And especially not with him." A knock on my bedroom door interrupted our internal argument. Silas. I could smell him now, that distinctive scent

Rona rumbled with approval in my mind as I walked past my stunned father. I could feel her satisfaction at his shocked expression, at the way several pack members nearby had overheard and were now staring at us with wide eyes.Silas followed me inside, a hint of something like admiration in his expression."I'll show you to your room," he said, guiding me toward the east wing of the pack house.I noticed we were heading to the Alpha family's private quarters, not the guest rooms or, worse, the cells in the basement. It was a pointed statement about my position here—under Silas's personal protection.The hallways were eerily quiet. In the past, they would have been bustling with pack members, especially now, in the late afternoon. But the few wolves we passed moved with a subdued air, their expressions tense and wary. Several openly glared at me, while others quickly averted their eyes."They blame me," I observed quietly.Silas nodded. "Many do. It's easier than facing the truth.""Wh