The Weak Omega's Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"That symbol..." I couldn’t take my eyes off the strange marking. It was jagged and rough, as though it had been carved quickly yet had been placed in this location for a reason. "Why is it here, Leo? What does it signify?"Leo looked away, his eyes haunted, and he rubbed the back of his neck while taking a trembling breath. "When I first saw this symbol, Anna... It was on the floor, just where I discovered you."His words knocked the air out of my lungs like a physical blow. "What?" My voice was almost heard as I whispered.Leo went on, sounding distant as though he were reliving the event. "It was a night like any other," he said. "I found you laying in a little clearing at the boundary of the area when you were a baby. And that precise marking was there, etched into the ground surrounding you."As I glanced at him, I found it difficult to understand his words. "So, when you found me, this mark was with me? And it's here now?"His forehead furrowed as he nodded. "Yes. There's more.

"Get up!" I sat up groggily, squinting at the early light that spilled into the cage after the guard's gruff voice startled me awake.His eyes gleamed with a tinge of cruelty as he grinned. “Thought you’d just sit around, Omega? Get going. You’ve got chores, and I don’t mean the easy kind.”Before I could gather myself, two other guards grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me from the cell. My muscles objected, tight from spending the night on the chilly stone floor, but I forced myself to ignore the pain and keep from letting them know how miserable I was."Where are we going?" Hating the tremble in my voice, I asked.The guard shrugged, a bored look flashing into his eyes. With a tone full of faux innocence, he said, "Just to help with some chores."I suppressed a sigh, accepting that I would be flung around like the pack's personal puppet for another day. I attempted to maintain my composure as they guided me farther into the dungeons, convincing myself that I could handle this.

While pacing on the cold stone floor of my little, dim chamber, I whispered to myself, "He's not guilty." The words reverberated quietly in the quiet, but they had no effect on the knot of anxiety in my chest. I kept thinking about Leo's face, how exhausted he had been, and how he had reached through those bars as though it might be our final touch.I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the stranger's accusing look and the bloodstains on Leo's hands and clothing from being dragged through the pack's common area. My mind would not let me rest; all I wanted to do was close my eyes and forget, if only for a short while.Pale light filled my chamber as morning broke, and I made myself sit up. Another day to live—another day in the pack. However, the idea of doing my regular tasks today was intolerable. Oliver's derisive tone and the sneer on his face as he ordered Leo to be cast into the cells were still audible to me. I clenched my fists at the vision, but what could I d

As everyone streamed out of the trial hall, the air was filled with the murmur of voices, their whispered whispers carrying a mixture of judgment and expectation. In order to confer with the council elders and determine Leo's destiny, Oliver had called a timeout. However, I recognized the expression in his eyes—he was relishing the agony, extending the verdict to relish every moment of Leo's pain and the fear that was screaming through me.With my heart racing, I looked around for Lucas as the crowd poured into the courtyard. Since the start of the trial, the so-called "witness" had been the focus of attention, and his words had been driving a cold blade further and deeper into my chest. Whether he realized it or not, I had to face him and make him recognize the harm he was doing.At last I saw him at the steps, chatting softly with a few of our fighters. He had a calm, assured stance. Anger made my stomach turn. After what he had done, how could he appear so composed?I ignored the g

"So, Lucas," Oliver said in a tone laced with bitter laughter as he paced in front of the audience, his cold gaze fixed on the man who had the audacity to disagree with him. "Want to explain this abrupt change of heart?"Lucas kept a straight face, but I could see that the significance of Oliver's remarks wasn't lost on him. The murmurs of the gathering increased, sending a wave of uncertainty and bewilderment through the assembled wolves. Some of them gave me a sidelong glance, hatred and distrust lingering in their eyes as though Leo's innocence threatened them directly.To his credit, Lucas did not back down. With a steady, unwavering voice, he calmly responded, "Alpha, I didn't change my statement. I just stated that Leo is not necessarily guilty of the crime itself, even though I saw him close to the body."Oliver gave me the kind of half-smile that made my stomach turn. "Oh, I see. So maybe, Lucas,” he added, speaking to the audience, “someone slipped a few nice words or maybe e