Silenced Omega Chapter 06

Silenced Omega Chapter 06

The memories kept coming.

At eighteen, Genevieve wanted the limited-edition doll Laney had saved for months to buy.

Her mother had only said, “Laney, let your sister have it. You know her health is poor.”

At twenty, Genevieve took a liking to the Beta boy Laney had a secret crush on.

Her father had said, “He’s a better match for Genevieve. Step aside.”

At twenty-two, at the family’s annual charity gala.

Genevieve wore the gown Laney had designed herself and became the belle of the ball.

No one mentioned who had made the dress.

Preston approached Genevieve with a glass of champagne, his eyes drinking her in.

Laney stood in the shadows, watching the boy who had promised to remember her look at her as if she were invisible.

Again and again, she had given in.

In the end, she had given away her own life.

Even the man who said she was his only light had chosen Genevieve’s side.

Even the boy she had once shielded with her own body had just broken her leg with his own two hands.

The pain in her lower abdomen sharpened.

A warm liquid began to flow between her legs.

Laney’s eyes flew open in the dark as she pressed a trembling hand to her stomach.

It seemed she had never truly possessed anything in her life.

Her family’s affection was not hers. Love was not hers.

And now, even this last little wolf pup was leaving her.

She closed her eyes as the warmth drained from her body, bit by bit.

In the underground level of Silver Moon Medical Center, Preston dragged her from the car and threw her into a wheelchair.

When the ward door opened, Laney saw her parents.

They didn’t look worried in the slightest.

Her mother was on the sofa, flipping through a copy of Vogue. Her father held The Wall Street Journal, an empty coffee cup on the table beside him.

“What happened to her?” her mother asked, her brow furrowed in disgust.

Preston wheeled her over.

“She wouldn’t cooperate. She even tried to threaten Camden with a pregnancy.”

“Pregnancy?” Her mother shot to her feet, strode over to Laney, and slapped her hard across the face.

“How can you be so selfish?” she shrieked.

“Genevieve is lying in there, on the verge of death, and you’re using such filthy tricks to trap a man? How could I have a daughter like you?”

Laney’s head snapped to the side, and blood welled at the corner of her mouth.

She slowly lifted her head and smiled.

Her jaw ached. Speaking was agony.

“You… all knew… didn’t you?”

Her father folded his newspaper and looked at her coldly.

“Knew what? That you would hurt your own sister just to climb your way into the Blackwood family?”

“Laney, Genevieve is your sister.”

“I didn’t…” She wanted to explain, but she knew it was useless.

Just then, the door to an adjoining ward opened.

A nurse pushed out a hospital bed.

Genevieve lay on it, her face as pale as paper.

The moment she saw Laney, her eyes filled with tears.

“Sis…”

She managed only one word before she started coughing, a fleck of blood appearing at the corner of her mouth.

“Genevieve.”

Everyone rushed to her side.

“Don’t push my sister…”

Genevieve clutched Camden’s hand, her voice so weak it sounded as if it might shatter. “I don’t want things to be like this because of me…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Preston wiped the blood from her mouth with aching tenderness.

Then he turned, and the look in his eyes transformed as he faced Laney.

The next second, he kicked her in the lower abdomen.