Pregnant And Rejected: The Omega He Cast Aside

Ella POV:

I ran through the mud.

"Stop!" I screamed at the operator.

Diana stood by the luxury sedan, dry and pristine. "Dig it up. Gavin deserves the best view. The soil here is perfect."

"You monster!"

I lunged, claws extending, but the Alpha Aura slammed me face-first into the sludge.

"Submit," Arthur boomed, stepping out of the car. "Attacking again?"

"She's digging up Grandma!" I choked out, pinned.

"Diana says this plot was promised to Gavin," Arthur said, voice devoid of emotion. "His blood saved me. That makes him an honorary Elder. If Diana wants this spot, she gets it."

The metal claw ripped up the flowers. It lifted the wooden chest containing the urn.

Diana opened it. She pulled out the blue ceramic urn.

"Tacky," she said.

"Give it to me," I sobbed, crawling forward.

Diana smirked. "Oops."

She opened her hands.

The urn hit a rock. Smash.

Grey ash puffed into the air and turned instantly to sludge in the rain.

"My hand slipped," Diana said flatly. "Trauma."

Arthur looked at the mess. He didn't look happy, but his eyes were dull, drugged. He didn't stop her. He didn't help me.

"Let's go," Arthur said, turning away. "Leave her to play in the mud."

They drove off. I was left frantically scooping wet ash and dirt into my dress.