The Rebellious Omega

Blair POV "Who was it?" I asked shrilly "Who paid you? Did they ask you to do everything as well? How could you kill that poor kid and the other girl as well? You're a murderer Julia, do you know that?"

She laughed, glaring up at me with hatred "I did what I had to do. If you had just taken the warnings and left, I wouldn't have had to go to such extremes. I didn't have to be paid to kill or to put the rattlesnake in the bathroom or kill that cat, I did it because I wanted to. You just had to be stubborn and remain here like the i***t you are" she said with annoyance. "You're sick" I breathed.

She snorted and then looked at Braedon "My beloved, won't you free me from this dagger?" she pleaded "I have served you loyally all these years. Are you truly saying that you feel nothing for me?"

Her voice had risen as she stared at Braedon with shining eyes. Braedon looked flabbergasted. Then nauseas. "Julia I have never given any indication that I have feelings for you other than as a friend," he said quietly, his voice ominous "I have always wanted my mate and I never made a secret of that."

"You say that but I know you don't mean it" Julia screamed, her voice breaking "I know you love me. The way you look at me, the way you touch me, it's not a coincidence. You're denying it because she's here" she snarled, looking crazed and wild "but I know the truth." "Julia, you and I will never be together. I have Blair and she is all that I want" Braedon told her, raising his voice to be heard. I stared down at Julia, unable to hate her any longer. The woman was misguided and deluded. It was impossible to hate her when she looked so desperate. She seemed more pathetic and sad than anything. At Braedon's words, something broke inside of Julia and her body stiffened and her face crumpled. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she looked broken and desolate. Braedon had finally reached her and Julia looked devastated. "I just wanted you to love me" she whispered tearfully as I stepped back, looking away, feeling sick to my stomach.

Despite the pain she must have been in, her hand reached down and rummaged in her pocket. She withdrew a small pill and I leaped forward but I was a second too late as she placed it in her mouth and swallowed. "Julia" I cried out, forcing her mouth open as she stared up at me. "A life without love is not worth living" she breathed to me and then her body began to convulse on the floor and she began foaming at the mouth.

I stared down as I saw the light slowly fade from her eyes. She had chosen to kill herself rather than live without Braedon's love. I felt my heart break for the lonely woman. I blinked tears from my eyes and felt Braedon's hand as he helped me to stand. "Blair," he said gently, wiping away my tears "there's nothing more we can do for her," he said grimly "She's gone."

"She just wanted you to love her" I whispered, "and now she's gone."

I turned my head away, unable to look at Julia's body on the floor. I pushed Braedon away. "Don't" I said brokenly "I don't want to be touched right now."

I was so angry I couldn't see straight. I was sick of secrets, sick of everything right now. Braedon looked hurt. Josie reached out and took my hand. "Blair, why don't we go downstairs while this is taken care of" she said very quietly, looking

at Julia and shuddering "and maybe get you something hot to drink? I think you just need someplace quiet to be and somewhere to think" she added, glancing at Braedon who remained still.

For a moment I was silent. "She should be buried properly, it's the least she deserves for the years of loyalty she provided" I choked out.

"If that is what you wish" Braedon answered, his voice wavering and shaky.

I nodded and stepped out of the door. "Where is Stella?" I paused.

"In the dungeon" Braedon answered, sounding wary "awaiting interrogation."

"I want to be there for it and I haven't forgotten that you know who my parents are Braedon," I said without looking over my shoulder "I expect you to give me the answers I'm looking for."

I started out of the room, my gaze firmly fixed ahead. I was close to breaking point, my feet barely wanting to move, Josie holding onto my arm as she guided me towards the stairs. I felt as though I was floating, that I wasn't fully inside my body, and as we made our way downstairs, I could feel myself beginning to feel the aftershocks of what had happened. We made our way into the dining room and my stomach began to churn. I rushed to the sink and vomited up my stomach contents as Josie rubbed my back with soothing hands. My hands gripped the sides of the sink and my fingers tightened as I breathed shallowly.

"She killed herself," I said to Josie, who looked at me sympathetically "I don't understand."

"You did everything you could, but none of us saw the amount of pain she was in, nor did we see just how obsessed she was with Braedon. Please, Blair, don't overthink this, this is not something you can blame yourself for. Concentrate on something you can do, whether it's questioning Stella or finally learning about who your parents might be."

Sage advice. I allowed her to guide me to a chair and bowed my head. I accepted the mug of tea gratefully and sipped at it, trying not to look as Julia's body was carried out of the pack house. I focussed instead on Stella and visiting the dungeon next, preparing myself for what I might need to do and hardening my heart. I couldn't afford to show mercy, not when I needed to know what had brought Stella to the pack and who was pulling the strings behind the scenes. Who wanted me dead this badly and why was Stella spying for my old pack?