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His Omega, His Punishment I hated her so much.
Clara's POV "Clara, these are grave confessions. If true—" "They are true," I interrupted, a bitter laugh escaping my lips, sharp and hollow. "The rogue's words last night... they were echoes of my guilt, weren't they? Schemes, betrayals—all mine. I killed Lisa because I hated her success, her happiness. Taehyung accused me rightly, but he showed mercy with the chains instead of execution. And now... now I've shielded him because the bond demands it, even as my sins eat at me." Taehyung's face paled, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair until the wood creaked. "Clara, this isn't—please. Not like this." "Yes, like this!" I shouted, my wolf's howl edging into my voice, a primal edge that made the room's candles flicker. The pain in my wounds flared, but it fueled me, turning agony into the performance of fury. "I hate myself for what I did. I killed her—jealous, hateful, monstrous. I broke the pack's trust, shattered my own soul into pieces I can't even recognize anymore
His Omega, His Punishment I killed Lisa.
Clara's POV The silence in the council chamber was thick, oppressive, like the humid air before a thunderstorm in our pack's forested lands. It pressed down on me as I stood there in the doorway, my bare feet rooted to the cold stone floor, the faint scent of polished oak and smoldering incense from the ritual braziers mingling with the sharper tang of tension from the gathered wolves. Elder Mara sat at the head of the long, rune-carved table, her silver braids gleaming under the shafts of dawn light piercing through the high, arched windows. To her left, the other elders—stoic figures like old Thorne with his scarred face from battles long past, and wise Sable, her eyes sharp as a hawk's—leaned forward, their expressions a mix of curiosity and skepticism. Warriors lined the walls, their muscular forms clad in leather armor still dusted with the night's dirt, arms crossed, watching me with guarded respect. Beta Jin stood near Taehyung, his broad frame a pillar of loyalty, but even
His Omega, His Punishment Just... help me sit up.
Clara's POV The door clicked shut behind Taehyung, the sound echoing in the healing chamber like a finality, sealing me in with the ghosts of my own thoughts. I stared at the wooden panels, my heart still racing from that slip—*Tae*—the name escaping my lips like a traitor, unbidden and raw. Why had I said it? After everything, after the chains and the accusations, the months of being his prisoner in all but name... it should have been *Alpha* or *Taehyung*, laced with venom. But in that haze of pain and vulnerability, as the healing trance pulled at the edges of my consciousness, it had slipped out. A remnant of the girl I'd been, the one who'd stolen kisses with him under the willow trees, whispering his name like a prayer while our wolves danced in playful harmony. Now, it felt like a weakness, a crack in the ice I'd armored myself with, and I hated it. Hated him for making me remember, for stirring that ember in the bond that refused to die, even as I willed it to ash. Elara bu
His Omega, His Punishment Why did I protect you?
Taehyung's POV Clara's whisper sliced through the haze of my exhaustion like a silver blade, pulling me from the depths of my vigil. Her eyes, those piercing emeralds that had haunted my dreams long before I claimed her, fluttered open—hazy, unfocused, but alive. Gods, alive. The bond thrummed between us, a fragile lifeline pulsing with her returning strength, yet it felt strained, like a taut wire ready to snap. The room's herb-scented air felt thicker now, charged with the dawn's tentative light spilling through the windows, casting harsh shadows on her pale skin rather than gilding it softly. She looked so small in that bed, her body swathed in fresh linens, the salves glistening on her wounds like accusatory marks. My chest tightened, a vise of guilt and relief twisting until I could barely breathe, but her gaze met mine with none of the warmth I'd hoped for—only a glacial chill that sent a shiver down my spine. "Clara," I rasped, my voice rough from hours of silence, leaning f
His Omega, His Punishment Fix this, Taehyung.
Clara's POV Elara knelt beside us, her knees cracking softly as she positioned herself, her glowing hands hovering inches above the wounds. The air hummed with energy, a subtle vibration that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. "The bond will help—if it's strong enough," she murmured, her brow furrowing in concentration. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead despite the chill night air. "But alpha, her spirit's weak. The rite tonight, the chains, the constant tension... they've taken a toll. She's fighting not just the poison, but the weight of it all." Her eyes flicked to mine, sharp and questioning, as if she could see through the layers of deception I'd woven. The pack murmured around us—elders like Mara watching with furrowed brows, their fur-trimmed robes rustling in the breeze; warriors shifting uneasily, hands still gripping weapons from the brief fight with the rogue; omegas huddling together, whispering about the intruder's claims of innocence and betrayal. Doubt had
His Omega, His Punishment Faking Lisa's death.
Taehyung's POV The moment Clara's body went slack in my arms, a primal roar tore from my throat, not of command but of pure, unadulterated anguish. Her blood—hot, metallic, soaking through my shirt and mingling with my own wounds—felt like acid on my skin, burning away the carefully constructed facade I'd built around us. The rogue's claws had sliced deep into her side during the scuffle, a desperate lunge meant for me that she'd intercepted with her own body. Why? Why had she thrown herself in front of that strike? For the alpha who'd chained her, humiliated her, forced her to kneel under the moon's gaze like a conquered prize? My heart hammered against my ribs, a war drum echoing the chaos around us—the pack's howls turning to frantic shouts, the scent of fear and blood thick in the night air. But inside, my wolf was a hurricane of fury and desperation, clawing at the edges of my mind. *You fool! You absolute motherfucker!* My wolf's voice exploded in my head, a savage growl t
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