THE ALMEGA'S TWISTED OBSESSION

WARNING : Sensitive content ahead (non-gory).Another nightmare.Another feeling of the pain, sharp and suffocating, as if she were still there.She had woken up from the nightmare she couldn't seem to escape, her eyes dark, too dark. They were the kind of eyes that swallowed light instead of showing it.She hadn't cried in years, her expression still and perfectly composed. There were no emotions, nothing. No gasping, no trembling, only the rise and fall of her chest.Morvienne simply stared at the night sky, empty, awake and detached, her long, dark chestnut-brown hair spilled across the blanket beneath her. She looked ethereal with her pale skin, calm, too calm for someone who had just relieved hell.Slowly, she sat up and inhaled, welcoming the smell of the forest and enjoying the cool breeze that comforted her.It had been ten years, ten years since that night. Ten years since she ran from the ruins of her home, barefoot, trembling, and covered in the blood of her parents.But s

Kael carried her past the border and into the pack grounds, the guard following right behind them.Morvienne was light in his arms, trembling every now and then, her head still resting weakly against his shoulder.A few pack members turned to look but quickly lowered their eyes when they saw their Alpha.As they walked deeper, Kael spoke, the kind that was meant to soothe. "We are almost there," he said quietly. "I'll take you to the pack hospital, or if you prefer, the healer can look at you instead. We have both here. One uses herbs and the old way, while the other... more modern medicine. You can choose."But before he could take another step, Morvienne stiffened in his arms, her breathing quickening as she started shaking. She shook her head violently, refusing. "No," she gasped, her voice breaking. "No. No, no, no. Please, not the doctors, not the healers. Please don't. I don't want anyone."Immediately, Kael stopped walking and the guard behind them stopped as well, watching wi

The moment Kael left, Morvienne exhaled deeply, a quiet hum slipping from her lips as her shoulders dropped. The tension she had been carrying, eased away as she looked around the room. It was... nice, spacious, clean, and warm. Then, her eyes fell to the neat bandage wrapped around her arm and a small smile formed on her lips. He had done a good job, and she had taken something much much earlier even before she woke up from that nightmare to slow her healing. She couldn't have her wounds closing overnight and raising suspicion.With a soft sigh, she stood up from the bed so gracefully, her movement unhurried as she rolled one shoulder, and massaged the other which wasn't injured gently while she crossed the room. At the wall, she reached for the light switch and flicked it off.Turning back, she padded quietly to the bed and laid down, covering herself with the covers."I might as well just have a good night's sleep," she murmured to herself, smiling faintly. "Everything is going

For two days, Morvienne hadn't seen him.Instead, it was that same particular maid who came every morning and evening, smiling, polite, and cheerful. Breakfast, fresh clothes, light chatter about how the Alpha was busy. It was the same routine, every day.At first, she didn't mind. After all, patience was something she had mastered long ago. But by the third morning, she began getting irritated. He hadn't come. Not even once. Not a word or even a glance.She had played her role perfectly. The fragile, hurt omega in need of saving and kindness. He had seemed to fall for it, at least a little, yet now, he was nowhere to be found, and that pissed her off more than she wanted to admit. It wasn't supposed to hurt her pride, but it did. She didn't like being ignored, and she didn't like losing either. Especially not after going through the trouble of acting pathetically soft and helpless.So today, the fourth morning since she had been here, she sat up, having enough. She decided she was

Morvienne's whole body flinched as the shout hit both her and the room like a physical force. Her shoulders jerked up and her breath came out in a quick, uneven hitch as she stared at him, eyes wide and glassy.Then the fear registered. Her legs moved before her brain did, backward, then another. She was putting a distance between them with tiny, awkward shuffles as her face had gone paler than it already was, the color drained from her cheeks and her lower lip trembling."Alpha—" she began, her voice barely audible as the words came out pleadingly. "Don't," Kael stopped her, not softening. "Don't ever go into my room again, especially without my permission. I do not allow anyone into my room or my private space, talk less about strangers, which is what and who you are. So, don't ever try it again."At his words, tears touched at the corner of her eyes and she swallowed so hard it made a tiny choking noise. "I... I only wanted to help," she forced herself to say despite how terri