Nobela ni Suleiman Abdulazeez

SeleneThe last bits of the whispers faded away, replaced by a profound sense of… potential. My limbs felt imbued with a strength I had only ever dreamed of, a coiled power waiting to be unleashed. This feels… different. Stronger.The air, thick with the smell of wet dirt and old leaves, now carried many different smells – the metal smell of old blood on the stones, the heavy smell of unseen animals in the low plants. My senses… so sharp now.Once dulled by fear and exhaustion, my senses were now razor-sharp; every rustle and snap was a clear signal. Something fundamental had shifted within me, a change that resonated deep within my bones, leaving the weak omega I used to be like a memory from far away. I'm not her anymore.A guttural snarl, closer this time, ripped through the fragile silence. The rogues. They're back. Their bloodlust, a palpable wave of hunger and malice, crashed against my newfound awareness. I could feel them coming closer, pushing like wild beasts.Fear, like al

SeleneThe darkness of the Blood Forest felt alive and suffocating, like something was pressing in on me. A low growl echoed closer, vibrating through the old trees, and every little noise felt like a bad sign. Something big is out there, and it's getting closer. I can feel it."Who's there?" I called out, my voice a shaky whisper swallowed by the oppressive silence of the woods. The sound of my fear hung in the air for a moment, unanswered, absorbed by the ancient trees. Please, just answer me. What do you want? Show yourself.Only the dry rustle of unseen leaves replied, a mocking whisper that seemed to creep through the forest floor. There's no wind. What's making that sound? It feels… intentional.Suddenly, two red eyes cut through the darkness, burning like embers. Not the familiar, comforting golden eyes of the pack wolves. These were wild, blood-red, with a hungry look that terrified me. Rogue. Oh no. Not rogues. I'm trapped. There's nowhere to run.More red eyes appeared fr

SeleneA cold, heavy fear settled deep inside me, like chains wrapping around my heart. Presented. Like I'm an offering. My heart pounded hard and fast in the silence that followed his command. Fear kept the other omegas still in the dim light.Suddenly, there was a strange ripping sound, and then something heavy dropped.Alpha Lord Voran stumbled forward, and a deep, unsettling vibration went through his immense body. His dark eyes, still looking at me, opened wide in shock, then went blank. He fell hard on the stony floor.The two giant guards beside him roared, their shock turning to anger. They dropped to their knees, reaching for Voran’s throat. Dark, thick blood came out fast from the cut."His throat!" one of the guards cried, his voice raw with disbelief. "Torn out! Mother Moon forgives us, what… what could have done this?"The other guard, looking horrified and angry, quickly looked around. "The scent… It's not a wolf. It's… something else. Something dark."Chaos erupted. Th

Selene"Drag her," someone growled, the rough rope sawing into the delicate skin of my wrists. Each step was a painful reminder that I was held captive."Please… where are you taking me?" I said, stumbling on the rough ground. The fortress looked larger and larger as I took each painful step."Shut up, omega," another voice snapped, sounding annoyed."The Alpha Lord's fortress. Consider it your final destination."The heavy iron gates opened loudly, looking like the jaw of an ancient beast, revealing a courtyard full of werewolves. The eyes of some of them transformed into creepy golden eyes, looking towards me with cold curiosity and dislike. I forced my gaze downwards, watching the rough stones scraping against my worn boots."Just keep moving," a low voice muttered beside me. It was the guard, he held my arm in a grip that felt like iron.Once we were inside, the fortress felt like it completely took us in. Walking through the stone hallways, every little sound we made bounced off

Selene"There is the cursed one," someone sneered.A sharp kick hit my side, leaving me breathless. I struggled to catch my breath, my face pressed into the cold, damp ground. The chill seeped into my skin as I wheezed for air. Someone with a rough voice said nastily, "So, Omega's still breathing?""Let me be," I whispered weakly, my voice barely audible over the mocking laughter and insults surrounding me. Their cruel words hurt a lot, but I was too weak to say anything because they always made fun of me.In the Crimson Dawn Pack, the only way they ever paid attention to me was with mean looks that showed with mean pleasure."Let you be?" The wolves laughed, their laughter echoing everywhere because they thought it was funny. Their mean chuckles made me feel so cut off from everyone."Why would we deny ourselves such… entertainment? It breaks the dullness of your pathetic existence."The shame of what my father did felt like a weight on me, a once-respected Beta executed for betrayal