Masuk“Stop,” Remington orders and his voice echoes across the chamber, making them shut their mouths immediately, “That doesn’t change anything, Ivy is still technically an omega, her wolf was dormant for majority of her life and there’s still omega scent on her, they can still hunt her.”
“Powerful omega scent,” Damian adds, eyes scrutinizing me. Damn it. “Powerful how?” I scoff, “I’m just as useless as the rest of you.” “Yes, powerful definitely isn’t the word,” Tatiana adds, finally agreeing with me on something, “It’s tumultuous energy and it’s always been a part of her, it just feels enhanced now. As if… the prophecy is at full effect.” “That’s why we’re taking precautions,” Remington says, his voice getting stronger. His mom still gets on his nerves more than anyone, I suppose. “We should simply get rid of her like I proposed yesterday, that would fix everything,” Tatiana growls at her son before giving me a mean look. I can’t call her a fucking bitch right now, but I scratch my nose with my middle finger. Remington hits the table with his hand and it makes me jump just like everyone else. I drop my hand. “That is not going to happen,” he declares as if he’s tired of repeating it, “I apologize, Ivy. I think this is everything we needed to discuss with you… and I’m sorry about your plans for today, but I think it’s better if you stay here starting right now.” I’m not surprised, but it’s going to make things a lot harder for me. Thankfully, I have someone out there who can help me. “Fine. I’ll get my guest to bring me what I need,” I murmur and give everyone one last look, “Thanks for your always lovely input, Council. I’m sure you’re all excited to see me around in the next few days.” “No, we’re not,” Tatiana spits out. Remington turns to give her a tired look. “Well, I am,” I smile and walk to the door, not giving them a chance to say anything else. I step out of there with my spine straight, pretending I'm not about two seconds away from losing it completely. The young omega, Felicia, is already waiting outside the door, trying not to fidget as she smiles nervously at me. "Your room is on the third floor, Miss Doreen. I'll show you." I nod once. We walk in silence through the halls, the heavy weight of old memories pressing down on me like a second skin with every step I take. Every corner we pass is one I remember. Especially that alcove where Remington used to kiss me when we thought no one was watching. And the hallway I sprinted down the day I left, my throat raw from screaming, my heart in shards. "Here," Felicia says, opening the door to the bedroom at the far end of the third-floor corridor. This feels like a bad fucking joke, "It's been cleaned and prepared. I can bring you some clothes or anything else you might need." "Thank you," I manage to let out, forcing myself not to explode at her because it’s not her fault. She opens the door and I take a step inside, letting the scent hit me. God, it’s too strong. "I'll let you settle in," she says, bowing her head politely and then scurrying away. I step inside. Neutral colors. Warm lighting. Bigger than my entire apartment downtown. The windows open to a view of the northern ridge, where the mountains cut the sky into jagged pieces. It's just as beautiful as it is suffocating. And it smells like him. Strongly. Remington's scent—spice, pine, something darker I can't name—but my wolf stirs and tries to take as much of it as possible, like a fucking scent junkie. I have to lean against a wall and press my forehead against it. Get a grip, dude. I thought my wolf hated Remington just as much as I did, I thought we were in the same page... so why is the bond humming again? Why is she so desperate for his scent? A knock snaps me out of my thoughts. I walk to open the door and there he is again. Alpha posture. Clean black shirt. Eyes like frost and thunder. Seeing him here brings me back to seven years ago when we used to share this same room. It was our little cocoon of warmth and love, the only place in this huge house that didn’t feel cold. I lost my virginity here, I spent every night with him in here, I got pregnant with my son here and I thought we would spend our whole lives in here. I truly loved every second of living with him. Until he blew up my entire world and forced me to walk away."I've always been into you, you know?" I ask, lying my fucking ass off and thinking about a way to turn this into a situation where he doesn't try to fuck me because I am not willing to go that far. Like, at all. I might puke all over him if he tries, "But it's not... it's not just about sex. I want to marry a man like you. You're the most powerful Alpha of the Alliance, I can't help but to be attracted to that. I don’t want to marry Jeremy... I want to marry you."Nathan's eyes are about to bug out of his face for just a second from the surprise, but then his ego wins over any other emotion. Of course he believes me, because who wouldn't want him, right?"Are you serious about this?" Nathan asks, his voice going deeper than I’ve ever heard before. I nod as I study him. Early fifties, but very fit. A man in his prime, technically, if he was hot. His face is nothing to write home about, though, just an average middle-aged white man. His hair is gray on the sides and, sometimes, when h
For the next three days, I feel exactly the same. Restless, impatient, desperate to get this over with. I’m trying really hard not to lose my mind as I wait and wait for the presentation as I force myself to hang out with Jeremy at least two days a week, staying up until late only for him. I also go out and train with the guys sometimes, just because I need to do something. And because they're kind of my friends now. But my favorite part of the day is when I call my boys. Ash tells me absolutely everything that happened in the day, with extreme detail, then Rem puts the headphones on his head and we get to have our conversation. "... so, does it feel better? The mark?" I ask Rem as I'm coming out of the shower with a bathrobe and a towel in my hair. I dry it off, waiting for his response. He’s being more quiet than usual tonight. "A little," Rem finally murmurs and yawns hard, "But it is getting better. I can forget it's there when I'm really busy. It looks a lot better, too. An
"What about my mark? Jeremy wants me to get rid of it before we get married," I murmur, annoying Rem again... but then his eyes land on the first-aid kit Cassie left here. He carefully puts Ash down and gets up, "Oh, do you feel better now?""No, but he's been distracted for the past five minutes and hasn't done anything to heal me anyway," he responds. That's why Ash doesn't even notice he's on his own now, he's still laughing at whatever video he's hypnotized by at the moment. Rem grabs the kit and looks inside for something, then lifts it to me. A gauze, then some tape, "Let's pretend you got the surgery done today, while you were here. Tell him you need to keep it covered for at least a week. Then just continue the lie if you have to, I think Jeremy is dumb enough to believe anything.""Alright, seems easy enough," I nod and just wait there as he comes to me with the kit, "How does the mark feel, Rem? Are you sure you don't want me to take you to the hospital?""I'd rather die tha
"Rem… can you tell I'm a different person now?" I ask. My mate frowns at the change of subject, but nods, "How?""Since you've been back? You're a lot less unstable. I mean, you still are, but not like before. You think more before you react, you have your emotions a little more in check. And… you, being a mother is a whole trait of yours now," he responds, his eyes fluttering all over my face, "The Fireborn Omega prophecy used to scare me, but I didn’t always believe in it. It was mostly when you were acting irrational. But ever since I heard about the Mother Flame prophecy and I read it, I've known it's you. No questions asked, no 'maybe'. It is you. Someone who cares enough about her children to burn down empires for them… yeah. Everything makes sense now. I'm still a little scared of you, but you're also still very young.“"So you think I could mature a little more?" "For sure," he responds in complete honesty. I can only scoff a laugh, "Still, I love you. As immature as you were
"Wait, wait..." Rem murmurs all of a sudden, frowning again, "How did I get here? Who...?" "Oh, I carried you all the way here, Princess," River responds right away with a satisfied grin that only gets bigger when Remington looks visibly pissed off by the thought, "I picked you up in my big arms and carried your frail little body here. Say thanks." "Fuck you," Rem growls out, his politeness nowhere to be found, "And fuck off, I want to just lay down. Cass, thank you so much for today…. Now take your pretty boy home and teach him how to read." "I know how to read, you fu—“ my brother starts growling, but before this turns into something worse, I put a hand on his chest to push him away... then I completely stop myself, remembering what I just did to Rem's chest. "Please, Rives, just..." I wave him off. He doesn't move, but Cassie grabs his arms and takes him away, with a last goodbye wave. I don't relax again until they're gone and it's only the three of us. I give myself one se
{ Ivy } "RIVER! RIVER!" I yell, hard as hell. The walls here are thick, so it takes me four more yells before the front door of Cassie's apartment opens. My brother comes out ready for anything, then his eyes drop down to us, "Help me. He passed out." "Wh-Oh, what the fuck happened?" he makes a face when he sees the state of Rem, "What is that on his chest?" Burnt flesh. Really awfully burnt flesh and I want to eat a bullet because I did it. And now he passed out from the pain or... I don't even know, to be honest. "Just help me get him inside," I beg, going to open the door of our apartment, then carefully putting Rem flat on the ground so I can grab his shoulders. River moves to grab his legs and we start moving him. "What happened?" Ash asks, walking out of Cassie's apartment and following us. I can hear Cassie coming after him, but he's faster and the sight of Rem passed out makes his eyes bug out in fear, "Wh—is he okay?" "Yes, he's super perfect," I lie, pointing at the co







