The Reborn Omega's Revenge (Valencia)
Revenge Novel 32

Chapter 32

Dante's

POV

The ache in my chest had grown unbearable. It was no longer a dill thrum in the background of my existence but al maddening, relentless storm that consumed me,

Awake or asleep, all I could see, hear, or feel was Valencia. Her sont lingered in the corners of my mind, sweet and haunting. Her voice, soft and defiant, echoed in my ears,

Even now, standing in my office, the thought of her absence leite untethered.

She was gone.

The words burned like fire through my veins

"She's gone."

"You lost her."

"She'll leave again."

I slammed my fists against the oak desk, splintering the wood beneath the weight of my frustration. The voice had started yesterday, faint whispers threading through my thoughts Valencia had just gone to the restroom but I felt like she was slipping out of my hand like sand between my fingers.

It had stopped once I had found her but now it was a deafening roar. The loud booming voice made my head throb in pain,

I wanted her. I needed her.

Last night, everything seemed normal—at least on the surface.

I had bid Valencia goodnight after walking her back to the mansion's entrance. The smile she'd offered me, small and sweet, had stayed with me, replaying in my mind like a loop.

My father had left the night before to oversee preparations at the pack house for the wedding. And after bidding goodbye to Valencia, Caius and I had taken the helicopter, a short fifty-minute flight, back home to Silverclaw on the other side of the Alderidge border.

By car, it would've been a four-hour drive, but the helicopter made the journey feel trivial. Yet this distance now felt insurmountable.

The whispers had grown louder as the night deepened. She's leaving. She'll disappear. And this morning, when I woke, there

was no doubt. I felt it

My gut feelings had never been wrong before. She was gone.

The Wolfe pack hadn't even called by then to confirm it, but I already knew. Something primal inside me screamed the Truth.

By late afternoon, the call finally came. Alpha Roman, Drogo, and Jaxon appeared on the video screen in my office. Their grim faces told me everything before they even spoke.

Jaxon looked particularly smug, his lips curling into a smirk that made my wolf snarl in rage. “It seems your bride-to-be wasn't willing, Didn't you say you don't force Omegas?” he drawled, his voice dripping with mockery.

I kept my expression calm, though my hands gripped the edge of my desk so tightly the wood creaked,

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Alpha Roman cleared his throat, his tone placating. "Dante, this unfortunate. But we can salvage the alliance. Celeste is more than willing to-

"No."

The single word cut through the air like a blade. Roman froze mid-sentence, his mouth slightly agape.

I leaned forward, my voice low and laced with fury. "If Valencia alliance. And if she truly does not want me, then she can tell me

n't with me before midnight tonight, you can forget this

my face. I will listen to no one else"

The room on the other side of the screen erupted into chaos. Roman and Drogo argued, their voices overlapping in protests. Jaxon, for once, looked stunned, his smug facade faltering as he gaped at me.

Caius, sitting nearby, muttered, “Dante, what the hell are you doing?"

I ignored them all.

The call ended abruptly, and silence settled in my office. But it was short-lived. My father stood up, his face red with rage.

"Have you lost your mind?" he bellowed.

"You w

would declare war over an Omega? Over a girl?"

I met his gaze evenly. "Yes."

And who was he to stop me? Hadn't he done the same for mother?

Raiden's eyes widened in disbelie. "Have you gone mad with love?

“Yes,” I said simply, the word heavy with truth. “I am mad. I am going mad. Do you not understand? She's not just 'some" omega. She's mine."

My father stared at me, his chest heaving as he struggled to replace words. Finally, he threw his hands up in frustration and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

"Give out an order. Find her. Look for that friend of hers t

too, she must know something.” I say to Caius

After a long sigh, "Understood. As for Marcelene. She's gone too. I have already checked. The Wolfe pack has been searching for almost six hours now."

1 curse, unable to hold back. Picking the glass vase from my table I throw it against the wall. Wanting to destroy everything. “I Don't. Care. Find her.” I say and Caius doesn't say anything else before walking out of the office,

By late evening, the hunt was in full swing. Every wolf in every pack had been ordered to replace Valencia. The search extended across the borders, stretching into Velhaven city, where Marcelene's mother was found hospitalized. But still no sign of her.

It was nearing eight o'clock when I began to feel it—a strange, pulling sensation deep in my chest. I clutched at my heart, gasping as the pain intensified. It wasn't just physical–it was something else, something deeper.

A string.

That was the only way I could describe it. A taut, invisible thread connected me to something, and it was being pulled tighter and tighter, threatening to snap.

I stumbled toward my desk, clutching the edge as the world blurred around me. My vision sharpened unnaturally, every detail of the room suddenly too vivid. My skin burned, and when I glanced down, I froze.

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Golden scales shimmered along my arms, catching the dim ligh of the room.

"What the hell?" I muttered, panic rising in my throat.

But the fear was fleeting. The string in my chest tugged violently and instinct took over.

I didn't think. I just moved. I knew instinctively who that string was pulling me towards.

The gliding doors of the balcony opened with a single push, the tool night air rushing in. Without hesitation, I stepped out onto the ledge. The thread pulled harder, an unrelenting force guiding me.

I jumped.

And for the briefest of moments, there was nothing but the rush of the wind and the vast expanse of darkness below me.