07: Do it with passion!

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• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   24: Suspicious Activity

  Okay, maybe not angry.More along the lines of displeased, irritated, annoyed.But why?“H-Hi…” Irene croaked, wanting to do nothing else but turn around and run back into her room.Just seeing Adam in the flesh reminded her of the Adam in her dream (nightmare) who had first hugged her, then grabbed her throat, and threw her away.She was now even more afraid of him than before after witnessing his might. Even though it was in a dream state.“What are you doing here?” Adam didn’t bother to hide the annoyance in his tone.For some reason, Irene felt guilty. Like she was the one who had annoyed him. But it was clear that she didn’t do anything and was innocently dreaming when he bulldozed into her dream and tried to kill her.If anyone was to be annoyed between the two of them, it should be her!Irene frowned at Adam’s question. “I’m here to get water.”Not even a second after she replied, Adam grabbed something from inside the fridge and launched it towards Irene. Reflexively, Irene ca

• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   23: A Dream

  Their surroundings immediately changed. Irene and Adam were now in that small gray room where they first communicated.“What are you doing here–”The rest of her words got clogged in her throat as Adam grabbed her neck. Irene was raised from the floor by the strong grip around her neck.“This is all your fault.” Adam accused her with a hateful tone.Irene began to shake her head, tears gathering in her eyes.“Haah… I didn’t- I didn’t do anything! I swear!” She gasped for air as she defended herself.Adam made a pitiful expression on his features and she thought he was finally going to let her go. He did. But in the cruelest way.He flung her right across the room and she ended up landing on a rough surface. As Irene tried to get up, she realized that she was no longer in the small gray room.Now, she was in that clearing. The one by the border of Jupiter Pack. She recognized it with zero effort. Blood. On her hands. Blood. There was blood everywhere.The bodies of mutilated wolves wer

• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   22: Mutated Rogues

  Worse than rogues? What could be worse than rogues??Rogues were the most vicious breeds of werewolf. No, they couldn’t even be classified as werewolves. They were mutated beasts that couldn’t think for themselves and could only wreak havoc and go rogue wherever they found themselves.They were the biggest nuisances to werewolves.Yet, these mysterious creatures were worse. How worse…?“Rogues don’t kill our kind to eat. They kill just for the sake of killing and the fact that they don’t know any better. But these creatures, we call them mutated rogues, seem to have intelligence.“They are aware of their actions. They kill for the sake of eating. Like they can’t eat anything other than werewolves, partially their own kind. That’s why this is a problem.“They’re drawn to us for food. They keep on finding a way to get into the pack. If they are able to succeed, there would be no telling what would happen to my pack. And since they’re a species not well known, we don’t know their weaknes

• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   21: Blank Board

  Adam was as straightforward as ever, cutting right to the chase.“I told you. I went there because I was worried about Aria.” Irene replied after a beat of gathering her thoughts. But her voice didn’t come out as composed as she wanted it to.“And you went there intending to do what with your worry?”There was no hint of care in Adam’s face. He didn’t actually look curious about her actions. He might have been, but Irene couldn’t read Adam.He was always a blank board to her.Irene’s gut twisted. Her initial plan was to use her spells against whatsoever Aria was facing. But on second thought now, how could she have been so reckless?What exactly had come over her to make her think that she could go to the border, perform a few spells against the mysterious creatures, and save the day?Irene, herself, knew that she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the box. But she also knew that she was exactly so reckless and foolish. So what then had come over her and possessed her to head straight to an

• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   20: Dumb Omega

  Of course, Irene kept her question to herself since it was clear as day that no one was going to grant her a proper answer.She was forced to ride back in a shared car with Atlas to Adam’s mansion. All through the journey, Atlas kept on threatening and sneering at her, like she was in some deep trouble that would lead to her doom.Irene was already well aware of the fact that she was in trouble, she didn’t need Atlas rubbing it all over her face.A journey that was supposed to be long ended up being short because of Irene’s overthinking and false perception of the distance.As soon as the car stopped, Atlas basically pushed Irene out of it and held onto her tight once again, restraining her from escaping him.No one interceded for her as they watched Atlas drag her into the mansion with a manic look in his eyes.“Can you stop pulling me!? I’m already moving, chill out a bit!” Irene demanded as Atlas was about to pull her up the staircase that led to Adam’s study.“Heh. Like you have a

• The Cursed Alpha and His Silly Omega   19: Outsider

  There were five wolves surrounding Irene. As they shifted into their human forms, the one in the middle stepped forward.His eyes were a familiar shade of cyan blue and his hair was jet black. He had young features so she could guess that he was either eighteen or nineteen.He bore a resemblance to two people who Irene knew. She was trying to remember who those two people were when the boy marched over to her, grabbed her arm aggressively, and yanked her up from the ground.“What the fuck are you doing here? And who are you??” he spat out rudely.Irene, who was still dealing with the aftermath of the shock the monster wolf gave to her, was too disoriented to understand or respond to the boy.Because of this, he tightened his grip on her arm, evoking an ‘ow’ from Irene.“Stop, let go of me,” she demanded, trying to rip her arm off his grip as she gained slight composure.“Are you one of them?? Did you do this??” The boy shook Irene roughly, referring to the dead wolves in the clearing.