All Chapters of The Omega’s Rise: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

A Mother’s Fear POV: Davina “Malcolm.” My voice broke the moment I saw him return back. This sounds like a story to me. I haven't fully come to terms that my beloved children are gone to where I don't know. I ran to Malcolm. I wasn't even thinking straight and I didn't care if he was also going through the same hurt I was going through… they are our kids. Tears filled my eyes, I wasn't even concerned if anyone was around him. I grabbed Malcolm’s arms, with my fingers digging into his clothes as if letting go would make everything become untrue. “Tell me,” I cried. “Tell me this is not true. Tell me our children are not gone. Tell me you know where they are and you are going to bring them back.” He looked at me then. Not as an Alpha. Not as a warrior. But as a father who had just lost his ground. “Davina,” he said quietly. That single word shattered me. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head violently. “No. Say it properly. Say they are safe. Say this is just a lie.” He cupped m

Burn the Forest Davina’s pov “Speak!” Malcolm’s voice thundered. The guard flinched as if the word had struck him. His knees knocked together, darting his eyes between Malcolm and me. “I saw someone in the kids room that day,” he said, with his voice shaking. “When I asked him what he was doing there, he acted like one of us. Like a guard. He was tall and huge. But I did not see his face properly.” Silence slammed into the room. I stared at him, waiting for more. Waiting for something useful. Something solid that could help me find my kids. But nothing came. “That is all?” I asked quietly. He swallowed. “Yes, Luna.” I walked toward him slowly. My steps echoed on the stone floor. He watched me approach, confusion flickering across his face, as if he still did not understand the weight of what he had just said. Or what I was coming towards him for. Before anyone could stop me, my hand swung. The slap landed hard across his face. The sound cracked through the room. He staggered

Two Paths to War Davina’s pov That night, the search yielded nothing. Especially from my own team. We didn't get anything tangible to use in finding the kids. It seems like the woods grew larger. Despite the places we burnt and how fierce we searched, nothing showed result. My heart was broken. I felt my kids were drifting apart from me each moment I wasn't with them. When Malcolm and I finally returned home, the halls of the pack house felt colder than I remembered. It was lonely, sad, and empty. I stepped inside and the weight of it all crashed down on me. My children were not here. Their laughter did not echo through the corridors. Their small footsteps did not rush toward me. They didn't welcome me as usual and it hit me again. I began to cry. These days without them have been a roller coaster of emotions. “Come on, honey. You can't be crying again. We are making every effort to bring them back safely.” Malcolm said, rubbing my back slightly. I know we are but I can't help i

Eyes on the Alpha Eris POV I hissed at Mary and went to the scout who had just returned. “Again,” I said. “Tell me everything again.” The scout swallowed and nodded. He had already reported twice, but I wanted it repeated. Words changed when fear touched them. I needed to hear what stayed the same. “Alpha Malcolm split his forces at dawn,” he said. “Two units moved south toward the ravine. One remained behind to burn out shelters and old dens. He is not slowing down.” “And Davina?” I asked. “She rides with the second unit. She gives orders directly without hesitation.” My jaw tightened. “Continue.” “They move fast. Faster than expected. Their guards rotate every hour. No patterns yet. Anyone who lags behind is replaced immediately.” “Brutality?” I asked. The scout hesitated. “Anyone who questioned orders was removed. One man collapsed from exhaustion. Alpha Malcolm left him behind.” I smiled thinly. “That sounds like him.” The scout did not smile back. “Go,” I said. “Yo

Leverage or Damnation Eris POV The idea came quietly. I smiled. That was what frightened me the most. How to fight him and get what I want. With this plan, I’ll hold him down for good. Even if he kills everyone around me, he wouldn't dare kill me but I will be the only one to know where his kids are. If I separated the children, Malcolm would lose his edge. But he would now fight carefully and not fight me with brute force. He would hesitate. He would want dialogue, maybe negotiation. A father always listens or humbles when he is trying to protect his children. I stood at the edge of the shelter, staring at the dark forest and praising myself for having such an intelligent plan. “This will humble him,” I muttered. “It will stop him from attacking me to kill.” I clapped my hands together. “Why haven't I thought of this earlier? His kids then call him to come see me. It would’ve saved all of us this stress.” My voice sounded calm but also filled with pride. I was feeling as if I