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Chapter Sixty-One

Author: Abudu Delight
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-25 08:01:54

Calvin stared at him for a long moment, his eyes searching for any shift in Silas’s posture. Finally, he gave a curt nod. Silas didn't wait for a dismissal; he grabbed his bag and walked away, his skin crawling with the feeling of Calvin’s eyes on his back.

Calvin watched him go, his jaw set. He knew Silas was hiding something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it yet. He turned to Darren, who had been watching the exchange from a distance.

"You're Darren, right? Silas' friend?"

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  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Sixty-Two

    "But, Elara...""Shhhh... don't ruin this moment for me," she said softly, her breath warm against his lips.She didn't give him room to argue further. She leaned in, closing the final inch of distance between them, and started to kiss him again. It was a slow, possessive kiss that effectively drowned out his protests, pulling him right back into the deep, turbulent waters of the only place he felt truly alive.Her hands went to his trousers and began to force them down his legs, the urgency in her grip cutting through any remaining hesitation between them."I want you, Silas," she breathed against his skin, her voice raw and entirely stripped of its usual composure. "I don't know, but I just want you... so give it to me... right now...""Elara..."Her name was a ragged plea on his lips. He was beginning to lose it too, the last of his carefully guarded discipline dissolving the moment her warmth pressed entirely against him. The scent of her, thick and intoxicating in the dim evenin

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Sixty-One

    Calvin stared at him for a long moment, his eyes searching for any shift in Silas’s posture. Finally, he gave a curt nod. Silas didn't wait for a dismissal; he grabbed his bag and walked away, his skin crawling with the feeling of Calvin’s eyes on his back.Calvin watched him go, his jaw set. He knew Silas was hiding something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it yet. He turned to Darren, who had been watching the exchange from a distance."You're Darren, right? Silas' friend?"Darren dropped into a quick, respectful bow. "Welcome, my lord. Yes, I am."Calvin smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. It was the smile of a man who had found a new tool. "You need a place beside me in the future, Darren. I need bright-eyed wolves like you who know how to watch and listen. Silas is a good soldier, but he’s too loyal to the wrong person."Darren’s eyes lit up at the prospect of power. "I understand, sir.""Good," Calvin said, stepping closer. "Find out what Silas is hiding. I want to kn

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Sixty

    "Do you know how hard I worked to get to where I am right now, today?" Calvin, "I laboured for twelve years when you were gone. All the messes you don't seem to take now, I took it for twelve years and got used to it, and you're going to be awarded life on a platter, a life you didn't even work and then you miraculously get it and shit on my head!!" Elara felt the air being cut off. She was silently choking, her lungs burning, but she didn't claw at his hand. This wasn't new. Greene Jones had done this to her countless times. Instead of showing weakness, she let her anger flare. She stared directly into Calvin’s eyes, her gaze filled with pure, unadulterated contempt for his desperation.Calvin’s grip tightened, his knuckles white. "Tell me," he growled. "Who is the omega?""I asked you a question!!" Calvin roared, his fingers tightening even further.Elara’s world began to gray at the edges, her lungs screaming for oxygen, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of a struggle.

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Fifty-Nine

    Calvin’s voice was right at the keyhole now. The panic in his tone was unmistakable, sharp enough to cut through the heavy air."Sir, I don't think there's anyone in her room except Elara," the guard argued, though he sounded less certain now. "She might be... resting.""Then why is her door locked?" Calvin demanded, his hand rattling the handle. Clack. Clack. Clack. "Elara! Open this door! Elara!"Underneath Elara, Silas was still trembling, his forehead pressed against her collarbone. He was anchored deep inside her, his heart beating a frantic rhythm against her own. They were chest to chest, skin to skin, while the man who was supposed to be her fiancé stood on the other side of a thin piece of wood, demanding entry."Why was your door locked?" Calvin started over breakfast the next day, his eyes didn't appear to look like someone who had a wink throughout last night. As he said that, the president, prime minster, Silas and Beatrice suddenly turned their attention towards him. Si

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Fifty-Eight

    Silas’s voice came out rough, fractured at the edges, like something inside him had already snapped and was now just holding together out of stubborn will.His nose was near her neck, his breath warm against her skin, uneven, uncontrolled. The scent of him normally restrained, masked, carefully managed was now slipping.Alpha Elara’s instincts reacted first before her thoughts could catch up. Her fingers curled slightly at her sides.“Silas…” she warned softly.But he didn’t move away. If anything, he leaned in closer like her voice was the only thing anchoring him upright.“I tried,” he whispered. “I really tried.”Her throat tightened.“What are you talking about?” as if she didn't have an idea of what he was talking about. Her insides were already clawing at her, anger, jealousy, every chaotic emotions collapsing and fighting over each other because of Silas right now and she was still asking questions. Silas let out a shaky breath, and for the first time, something vulnerable crac

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Fifty-Seven

    Because he was barely surviving as it was? Because pretending to love Beatrice while loving someone else was slowly destroying him?He clenched his jaw hard, “This place isn't comfortable.”Beatrice folded her arms immediately.“You live here perfectly fine.”Silas didn't say another word, he didn't want to argue with her in the open where the servants were listening in on them.The hallway felt too exposed, there were too many eyes and ears. Beatrice stood there watching him, waiting for a reaction that wasn’t coming fast enough. Silas exhaled slowly, forcing his tone to stay controlled.“Beatrice, what? You didn't have to move in.”“Why?” she asked immediately. “Aren't we couples? You're too distant to me and I want us to be closer.”His jaw tightened, “I already told you that I don't like you neither do I want us to get married to each other.”That should have ended it, but Beatrice didn't flinch. She have always been haunted by those words that she now dreamt about them, waking u

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Forty-Nine

    Silas was quiet for a moment. Then, slowly, he reached up and pressed the pad of his thumb against her cheek, wiping the tears from her face with a gentleness that Elara found, against her will, difficult to watch."Stop crying," he said quietly. "I'm sorry. But you know that I don't—"Beatrice's e

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Forty-Eight

    Prime Minister studied him for a long moment before something in his face shifted, the tension releasing into something surprisingly mild. "Why are you sorry?" he said, and the gentleness of it was almost harder to absorb than anger would have been. "Every alpha has their phase with omegas. You're

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Forty-Seven

    The air in the entire room seized.It was the kind of silence that did not creep in slowly, it arrived all at once, swallowing every sound, every movement, every casual rhythm of the breakfast table in a single breath. The President froze with his cup halfway to his lips, the steam curling upward

  • HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA   Chapter Forty-Six

    He moved through his morning routine like a man possessed, his anger rising with every splash of cold water against his face. The dream felt like a stain he couldn't wash off. By the time he reached the White House, he was wound tighter than a watch spring.The breakfast room was already a hive of

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