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Veyra POVThe claim mark burns like fire against my neck. It pulses with every beat of my heart, deeper and sharper than pain. I hate Maddox more than I ever hated Dagen. I had Maddox more than everyone. I didn’t think that was possible.That is a lie, if I am honest. I hate Kieran more. I hate Lyra more. Kieran rejected me and gutted me in the process, and Lyra smiled as they stripped everything I had away. But Maddox? He is quickly catching up.Dagen tried to break me. Maddox succeeded. He didn't just try to control me, he bit me. He claimed me when he knew what it would do. He knew what it would awaken in me. He knew the bond would shift and that my Heat would worsen. When an Alpha marks you, your body stops resisting the Heat. It feeds it, intensifies it, and digs in like claws.He chose to do that. He chose to make this worse.Now I am caught in something I cannot fight. My body feels wrong. The burn in my skin, the ache in my gut, the bond pulling tight every time I breathe, non
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Omega's Reckoning The Trials Their Deep Hate
Veyra POVWhen I walk into the room, I know instantly that something is wrong. The air changes. Conversations stop. I can feel every Omega in the room glance in my direction, but their attention means nothing compared to the way the air tightens in my lungs.They are here. All of them. Maddox. Dagen. Rael. Vane.Their scents are already thick in the room, overwhelming and familiar. My wolf surges toward the sensation with such force that I nearly stumble. I dig my nails into my palms and focus on the far end of the hall where the Alphas sit at their raised table, watching everything.Dagen’s eyes find mine first. His gaze is sharp, unreadable, but I can feel the bond reacting to his attention. Then Rael looks up from his drink. His mouth twitches like he’s amused, but his eyes flash gold for a moment. Vane doesn’t look away, and I feel the press of his stare like heat along my spine. Maddox doesn’t meet my eyes, but he’s sitting at the edge of the table, his shoulders tense.I force m
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Maddox POV“She’s fighting it, far more than any other omega would be capable of” Dagen says, arms crossed as he watches her from the corner of his eye. “But not for long. Her wolf is already pushing forward. That room’s about to turn feral if we don’t do something.”“She’d never let me close enough,” I repeat.Rael turns toward me, brow furrowed. “Then talk to her. You’re the reason she’s like this. You might be the only one who can stop it now.”I glance across the room again. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands won’t let go of the table. Every line of her body is drawn tight with restraint, and still, she stays silent. That stubborn, defiant streak of hers is the only thing keeping her upright right now, and it’s killing her.“Delay the trial,” Vane says suddenly. “Give her a few hours.”“No,” I say immediately. “We can’t. If we delay it now, we draw attention. We’ll lose the audience. We’ll lose the structure. Everyone will think she’s being favored.”“She is being favored,” Dagen
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Veyra POVI hate this, I hate how good it feels to be touched and how quickly my body stops trembling as soon as Maddox pulls me closer to him. My wolf is still pressing hard against my ribs, she's whining and pacing, desperate for more than just the comfort of being held.She's clawing at me from the inside, pushing toward him with a hunger I don't want to acknowledge.The burn in the claim mark on my neck is beginning to ease slightly now. It's not vanished completely but it's dull enough that I can breathe again. My skin isn't searing anymore, and my bones no longer feel like they're grinding against each other from the pressure of the bond.I hate that his touch fixes it, I that part of me that needs this, like it's survival.He shifts me slightly in his grip, one arm wrapped firmly around my waist, his hand splayed across my ribs, holding me flush against his chest. His breath ghosts against my throat, warm and steady. Then his lips brush just beneath my ear. It isn’t a kiss. Not
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Veyra POVI should pull away, but I don’t. My fingers curl against his shirt, clutching hard as if I’m bracing for another wave of Heat. His presence eases the edge of it, but it’s still burning, slow and punishing. I hate how much I need him near to stay upright.Maddox exhales against my throat, long and ragged. “We can’t keep doing this.”“You mean pretending we aren’t breaking?”“No. Pretending we aren’t bonded.”The silence that follows is full of things neither of us will say. I don’t move. Neither does he. We’re trapped in this moment, locked by the bond and the burn and the fact that, even now, I’d rather die in his arms than beg for mercy on my knees.But if he ever thinks that means I’ll forgive him, he’s wrong. This isn’t surrender. It’s survival.His hands move slowly along my body, stroking the curve of my waist, the dip of my spine, tracing lines of heat wherever he touches. It soothes the ache blooming under my skin, dulling the worst of the burn at my mark, but it also
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Veyra POVAs I step into the main room, I see the women already. They are standing in a few lines and waiting. The tension is heavy and thicker than it was before.Rael stands in front of them, his voice is raised loud enough for everyone to hear it. "It will last until after the sun sets. Twenty-four hours, minimum. You must survive the entire night and day."My stomach sinks hard. Twenty-four hours? In this condition? I'm going to struggle. Maddox's smug look now makes sense. Refusing to be knotted is setting me up to fail. I won't agree though.Rael's eyes flick toward me briefly before the keeps talking. "You're wolves, which means you should be able to survive in the wild. You can help each other, sure, if you want to. But remember, we are watching, and if you rely on others too much, you'll be thrown out to the rogues."Thrown out, left to be used and killed. Sounds like every other trial right now.Dagen steps forward now, his expression flat. “There are traps set everywhere. Y
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Veyra POVHe doesn’t move like I expect him to.There’s no wild snarl, no rip of fabric, no hands dragging me down into the dirt. Just a pause. A slow exhale. One of his hands brushes against my waist, then stills as if he’s giving me a chance to change my mind. When I don’t, his fingers drift toward the hem of my shirt, curling beneath it with deliberate care.The fabric is stiff with dried sweat and blood. It clings to me in places, but he’s patient, peeling it upward, inch by inch, until my stomach is bare. My skin prickles under the touch of air, but it’s his silence that unsettles me more.He’s not grinning or gloating. He’s looking at me like I’m something fragile. Something breakable.My voice is rough, wary. “You’re not doing this like a rogue.”He doesn’t answer. Just eases the shirt higher, over my ribs, past my bruised arms. I wince when he lifts it off my head, and his touch softens instantly, like he noticed. Like he cared. He folds the ruined shirt and sets it aside, as
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Veyra POVI crawl to the pile of items and grab the meat, shoving it into my mouth without caring how it tastes. It won't save me. Even I know that. I thought I was ready to die, but now that it's closer, I'm not.It's not the pain, not the burning heat under my skin, not the way my body refuses to move. It's the thought of dying that scares me. I was ready. Now, I want to live. But living means asking one of the Alphas to knot me.My pride won't let me. But maybe... if one of them offers again, if they suggest it, if they give me even a fraction of an excuse... maybe then I can say yes. I can take what I need and go back to surviving this trial on my own terms.I can't move. My body's done. My wolf is slipping further away, curling back into herself, and the last of my strength is gone. I know I'm exposed. I'm lying out in the open. Anyone can see me. The scent of the other Omega's body is going to draw the rogues soon, maybe even a boar or another predator. Still, I can't do anythin
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Veyra POVMy whole body aches. The connection to my wolf is thinning, and I know it’s because I keep refusing to mate. That, and the rejection is ripping us apart. I’ve accepted I’m dying. I’d rather go because of that than be killed by the Omegas or the trials.Call it stubbornness, I know it is, but I want to die my way. I’m not giving them the satisfaction of winning.Only that’s not looking likely now. The other women were laughing, mocking me as they walked off. I didn’t see it coming. One second I was alone, the next I was tackled and thrown into the pit. I can’t stay here, but every part of me hurts.If I bring my wolf forward, shifting will kill me. The strain will finish what the bond started. I have to get out on my own. I need to figure it out. Standing, my body sways and pain rips through me. The mark on my neck burns like fire. My wolf probably won’t help even if I asked.My choices are killing us, I know that.I push against the wall. It’s just mud. That’s going to make
Omega's Reckoning The Trials Her Fall
Dagen POVWe stay silent as the cameras follow her. Veyra moves carefully, not with the desperation the others show, but with a slow, calculated pace. She stops suddenly near a patch of dense undergrowth, crouching low.The camera zooms in automatically, and we see it. A boar, rooting around a fallen log, oblivious to the danger creeping closer.“She’s hunting?” Rael mutters, disbelief threading his voice.“She doesn’t have a choice," Vane says quietly. "If she wants to survive, she has to eat."We watch as Veyra moves closer, almost invisible against the thick shadows of the trees. Her wolf is close to the surface, not fully shifting, but enough that her movements are sharper, faster. When she strikes, it is fast and brutal. One sharp thrust with the sharpened branch she carries, straight into the boar’s neck.It thrashes once, twice, then goes still.She wastes no time. Dragging the body back toward a cave, she cuts it open with quick, brutal efficiency, taking thin slices of meat.
