From Rejected Omega To The Supreme Luna Chapter 12

From Rejected Omega To The Supreme Luna Chapter 12

Julian POV: 

The door slammed into the wall like thunder. 

Estelle jumped. Her face shifted from sneer to victim instantly. 

“Julian! Oh, thank Goddess! Jeanette said-” 

“Silence.” 

Alpha Command slammed the room. Estelle choked, body going rigid. 

“Play the recording,” I said to Jeanette. 

“I… what?” Jeanette stammered. 

“The voice note she sent you,” I lied. “Where she admits everything.” 

Estelle’s eyes widened. 

Jeanette, seeing her chance, stepped up. “You mean where she called me a brat and admitted 

hiring the Rogues?” 

“Liar!” Estelle broke through the Command. “I 

never said that! She’s framing me!” 

“You just said it,” I said calmly. “I heard you.” 

“I… I was joking!” Estelle scrambled back. 

“A joke?” I pulled out the plastic bag with the crushed recorder pieces. A bluff. 

I tossed it on the bed. 

“Tech team recovered the data.” 

Estelle stared at the plastic. Her scent soured. 

Rotten eggs. 

“Tell me the truth,” I commanded. Eyes glowing gold. “Did you cause, the accident?” 

The Command squeezed her lungs. She 

couldn’t lie. 

“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes! But I didn’t mean for you to get hurt! Just a crash so I could ‘save‘ you!” 

“And the fire?” 

“The truck wasn’t supposed to have silver! I ran! But Ember… she went in.” 

“She went in,” I repeated. “And took the silver 

meant for me.” 

“She’s an Omega!” Estelle shrieked. “That’s what 

they’re for! I did you a favor!” 

“You loved the crown,” I spat. 

I turned to Jeanette. “Guards.” 

“What are you doing?” Estelle whispered. 

“Estelle Murphy,” I announced. “For treason and attempted regicide, I strip you of rank. You are nothing.” 

Two warriors entered. 

“Take her to the Dungeon. Silver cells.” 

Estelle screamed as they dragged her. “I’m 

pregnant! I’m carrying your pup!” 

I sniffed. 

“No,” I said. “You’re just bloated with lies.” 

I turned to Jeanette. 

“And you.” 

“Julian, I helped!” 

“You bullied her. You cut her. You made her life 

hell.” I looked at her with zero sympathy. “Exiled to the Northern Wastelands. Tonight.” 

“But-” 

“Go.” 

Jeanette fled. 

I stood alone. I had purged the rot. 1 

But looking at my reflection, I saw the empty space beside me. 

“I’m coming, Ember,” I whispered. “I will find you.”