Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Forgotten Omega : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Marcellus’s POV “Let's start in human form. Starting in human form is essential for their training. It is crucial for them to be proficient in both forms, as it is imperative that they are able to shift into a wolf when necessary. However, even if they are unable to shift, they must still possess the skills and strength to hold their ground and face any challenges that come their way. This comprehensive training ensures that they are well-prepared and capable of handling any situation that may arise.” I suggest. Let's consider confrontation with a close-quarters combat approach. As it is crucial to acknowledge that relying solely on weapons may not always be a feasible option. By engaging in hand-to-hand combat, we can ensure preparedness for situations where access to weapons might be limited or non-existent. This approach emphasizes the importance of honing our physical skills and techniques. By embracing hand-to-hand combat as a foundation for self-defense; we can enhance our ov

Marcellus’s POV As we made our way towards the mating cabin where our little mate is being held captive. A captivating aroma filled the air, instantly captivating my senses with its alluring sweetness. The scent was so tantalizing that it awakened a deep desire within me, intensifying the urgency and determination to rescue our mate. A low growl escaped my lips, resonating from the depths of my chest, as we propelled ourselves forward with a renewed sense of purpose. We quickened our pace, covering the distance from the east in a matter of mere minutes. Approaching the cabin, my sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. Revealing the presence of approximately ten formidable warriors. They encircled the cabin, their stances poised and ready for any imminent assault. The sight only fueled our determination further. Knowing that we would have to face these formidable opponents in order to free our mate from captivity. ‘Mate is in there and in pain!’ Spartacus growls. ‘I believe she is

Marcellus POV “ I found myself perplexed as I inquired, "What is the issue with her being in heat?" “Nothing is wrong with her heat, but she gets hit with her ability and her heat at the same time. Especially if her heat was forced onto her.” Gonzalo explains. “Shit!” I shout in frustration. ‘Get to mate. She is going to need us.” Spartacus rushes. ‘We need to complete everything here first.’ I respond. Turning to look at everyone, I suggested, “Let's get all these bodies burned. So we can return to our homes. As we gathered the lifeless bodies of the rebellious pack members and carefully arranged them into a solemn mound, a profound sense of justice and retribution permeated the air. With unwavering determination, we set ablaze a roaring fire, its flames leaping and crackling with an intensity that mirrored our collective resolve. As the fire voraciously consumed the remains of those who had dared to challenge our unity, we stood united, bearing witness to the purifying

Marcellus’s POV The weight of uncertainty presses down on me, as I contemplate the immense task of gaining her trust and guiding her through the darkness that she has faced with Sir. The challenges that lie ahead are daunting, but my determination remains unwavering. With every step I take towards the cabin, I am reminded of the immense responsibility that rests upon my shoulders. The dense forest surrounding me seems to mirror the complexity of her emotions, and the fading sunlight serves as a reminder of the limited time we have to heal her wounds. As I reach the cabin, doubts begin to surface, questioning whether I possess the strength and ability to provide the support she needs. However, I refuse to succumb to these doubts. I am resolved to do everything within my power to show her that she is not alone in this journey, and that together, we can find solace and healing within the walls of this sanctuary. ‘Make sure we can keep any promises we make her, so we never hurt her lik

Marcellus’s POVAs I gently reclined her, I tenderly caressed her face, planting soft kisses upon her delicate skin. Gradually, my lips trailed down, bestowing gentle kisses and playful nips upon her neck, igniting a trail of pleasurable sensations. My journey continued, as I pursued her flawless nipples, teasing and nipping them, coaxing them into firm little buds. The symphony of her moans resonated within me. Intensifying my desire and causing me to throb with anticipation; my arousal growing even more intense and my longing becoming increasingly evident.‘She is ready to mate with us!’ Spartacus urges. ‘No, she is not prepared to take us yet. We need her relaxed and stretched out. So we don't hurt her when we finally get to knot her.” I groan. As I explore every inch of her skin, I tenderly kiss and caress each of her scars, proving to her that they do not define her. Instead, they are a testament to her strength and resilience. With each gentle touch, I am reminding her that sh