Chapter 3

Rowan's pov

The chain strains,then snaps.

Pain lances through my bleeding palm, but I don’t care. I’m free.

Dr. Bradley stares at the broken restraint, horror painted across her face. “That’s… impossible. Those chains were spelled—”

I step off the bed, and her eyes snap back to me.

She lifts her clipboard like a shield.

"Rowan, please. Remember, I'm human.”

My wolf purrs at her fear. She likes to hunt.

I take a slow, menacing step forward. Dr. Bradley takes two back.

“Scream, doctor,” I murmur, my voice dripping with dark amusement. “Scream real loud.”

She obeys, screaming loud and the door bursts open.

Two guards rush in.

One of them i recognise as Jonathan,Zelma’s brother.

"How the hell did she get loose?" he demands.

Dr. Bradley doesn’t answer. She’s too busy pressing herself against the wall.

“It doesn’t matter,” she gasps. “Detain her!”

Contrary to popular belief, just because I'm an omega doesn't make me dumb, I know I can't win them both in a fight.

Still, I won’t go down without a fight.

Jonathan lunges first. I spring onto the bed just in time to dodge him and he collapses on the side table beside the bed.

I feel fast. Faster than I’ve ever been, usually I'd never be able to move fast enough to escape him, but something has changed within me.

The second guard,Noah, snarls and leaps onto the bed with me. His hand wraps around my throat.

He squeezes hard.

I snarl and rake my claws across his stomach.

Blood. The scent fills my nose, thick and metallic.

But Noah doesn’t let go. His grip tightens, claws slicing into my neck.

“NOAH, LET GO!” Dr. Bradley’s voice is distant.

He doesn’t listen.

Instead, he slams me against the wall.

Pain explodes in my skull. My vision darkens.

Then suddenly,he’s gone.

I gasp for air as I slump forward, coughing up blood.

Jonathan has Noah pinned.

I barely get a moment to recover before I feel a sharp prick in my shoulder.

Dr. Bradley.

Syringe in hand.

I fight to stay conscious, but the world tilts.

And for the second time, everything fades to black.

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When I Wake

No blinding lights this time.

Just weight. Heavier shackles.

Both ankles chained this time.

I swallow, my mouth dry as sand.

“Rowan.”

Luna Chelsea’s voice.

I turn my head. She sits beside Dr. Bradley.

Jonathan and two unfamiliar guards stand at the door.

“What’s going on, Luna?” My voice is hoarse.

She gestures, and one of the guards hands me a glass of water.

I take it cautiously, sipping until my throat feels normal again.

The chains are longer now,I can sit up this time.

“What do you remember?” the Luna asks.

I dig through the fog in my mind. But all I find is pain. Anger.

No images. No moments.

Just raw emotion.

“I don’t remember,” I say finally.

She nods as if she expected that.

“Do you know why you’re here?”

I shake my head. “I fainted at your party earlier today.”

“Two days ago.”

I blink. “What?”

“My party was two days ago. You’ve been out since then.”

My stomach twists.

“Am I going to die?” I ask, bracing myself.

“Not exactly.”

That’s not comforting.

She leans forward, her hand resting lightly on my thigh. “You have to answer me honestly, Rowan. Can you do that?”

I nod, deciding against words, nobody has given me answers to the questions I've asked.

“When was the last time you had sex?”

The question stuns me into silence.

Of all the things I expected, this wasn’t it.

Dr. Bradley watches me expectantly.

The guards look anywhere but at me.

I swallow hard and turn back to the Luna. “The morning of your birthday.”

“With the Alpha, I assume,” she says.

I almost roll my eyes. “Of course it was with the Alpha.”

Her gaze sharpens. “Watch your tone, pleasure servant.”

The title stings more than it should, Luna Chelsea has never referred to me ɓy my title.

I drop my gaze. “I’m sorry, Luna.”

She studies me. “Before then, when was the last time?”

I think back, but my memory is foggy.

“A month ago. Maybe two.”

“With the Alpha?”

My jaw tightens. “Yes, Luna.”

Before she can ask anything else, Jonathan steps up and whispers something in her ear.

I can’t hear it. My hearing has never been as strong as other wolves'. One more reason I’m branded an Omega.

She straightens. “Prepare yourself.”

“For what?”

“The Alpha is coming.”

My blood runs cold.

“Why?”

She doesn’t hesitate.

“To ask about your baby.”

I barely register her words before the door swings open.

Alpha Kael steps inside.

His gaze locks onto me.

And for the first time since I met him,I see emotions in his eyes. The only problem is the emotion I can see is hatred.

“Everyone, leave us,” he commands.

The room empties.

And I realize whatever’s happening, I’m on my own with an alpha that looks like he wants me dead.