The Rejected Omega's Ruthless Comeback

Chapter 6

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and a furious roar from

Isabelle's theatrical sobs, Valerius's guttural curses. He

se subsided. A h

word from Valerius, his v

ward. Light flooded the vault, and I had

sabelle was a few steps behind him, supported by a

nd moved past him as if he were not

ng my arm. His grip was l

won, Seraphina. Give the Silverbloom to Isabelle and give me the antidot

s furious blue eyes wit

my lips, a smile that

belle's 'heart condition' is a secret known only to you? W

, his grip falt

s never acted up before, but conveniently manifests

r wondered how an Omega with a heart so 'fragile' it requires a legendary herb has t

n of his belief. I saw it in his eyes-the dawning hor

rm vanished. His han

nder his piercing gaze, she began to tremble unco

pure agony. He, a prince, had been played for

Only a cold, h

ed a small crystal vial fill

I said, holding it up.

with the desperation of a drowning man. His pride, his anger at

the light catch it. "I've cha

w tigh

ritual we started. Not just a verbal rejection. I want the ritual circle. I want o

rcle was absolute, a spiritual severing that was recorded by the Goddess. It

was already directing the loading o

his life on a scale, and

pathetic, weeping figure of Isabelle. Whatever warmth he'd eve

d pawn. He had

h. "Prepare the circle," he bit

d, drawing a complex circle of shimm

uch cold and stiff, and pulled m

murderous rage rolling off him. He wanted

All I wanted

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The Rejected Omega's Ruthless Comeback

Zhen Xiang Werewolf

“I loved Prince Valerius with the foolish devotion of a destined mate. But on my birthing bed, soaked in blood and unbearable pain, he coldly ordered the doctors to save the child and let me die. My stepsister, Isabelle, stood by his side, her face a mask of false sorrow as she tightly held his hand. They murdered me just to pave the way for her to become his Luna. Shortly after my death, my mother was also killed by a doctor secretly hired by my grandmother and stepmother, her death ruled as a complication from grief. My entire family had conspired to steal my royal dowry and completely erase my existence. I died in agony, a discarded Omega, betrayed by everyone I ever trusted. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand. Why did the sacred mate bond mean absolutely nothing to the man I loved? Why did my own blood relatives hate my mother and me so much that they wanted us dead? Opening my eyes again, a brutal pressure was crushing my windpipe. I was back at the exact moment Valerius was choking me because of Isabelle's fake pregnancy. "Monster! You really thought you could tarnish Isabelle's pure name?" This time, instead of begging for his mercy, I went limp and faked the terrifying symptoms of a deadly silver poisoning. I would force him into a public rejection, take back every penny of my dowry, and save my mother. From this day on, I live only for myself.”