บททั้งหมดของ The Twin Alphas' Omega Mate : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Emma’s silence had once been tolerable. Now, it was suffocating.The twins had always been patient in their own way—Kale, with his calm and calculating nature, and Jayden, with his smirks and simmering intensity. But patience had limits.And Emma was testing theirs.Jayden paced the length of his room, his fists clenching and unclenching.“She’s still ignoring us.” His voice was tight, controlled—but barely.Kale sat on the edge of his bed, arms crossed. “I noticed.”Jayden stopped and turned to him. “That’s it? You ‘noticed’?” His eyes burned with frustration. “She barely looks at us. She barely talks to us. But Tyler? She’s with him all the damn time.”Kale exhaled, rubbing a hand over his face. “I don’t like it either, but pushing her will only make it worse.”Jayden scoffed. “And doing nothing is better?”Kale didn’t respond immediately. His silence stretched, heavy between them.“We have to do something,” Jayden muttered. His voice was lower this time, but no less intense.Kale m

The moon was high by the time Emma made her way back to her room.Her limbs ached from exhaustion, but her mind was worse—spiraling with too many thoughts, too many emotions she didn’t know how to handle.After training, she had hidden in the woods for hours, trying to outrun the fear crawling under her skin. She had thrown herself into running, into pushing her body to its limits, hoping that if she tired herself out enough, she wouldn’t have to think.It didn’t work.The vision wouldn’t leave her alone. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them. Jayden and Kale. Lifeless. Bloodied.Because of her.She bit her lip hard enough to taste blood.It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real.And yet, the moment she had tapped into that strange power earlier, she had felt it—something deep inside her, dark and wild, something waiting to be unleashed.What if this was fate’s way of warning her?What if she was meant to kill them?Emma shook her head violently. No. She wouldn’t let that happen.Th

Emma woke up before sunrise, the cool morning air slipping through her open window. She sat up, stretching her arms, determined to push through another day. The past few days had been exhausting, and she wasn’t sure if things were getting better or worse. But she knew one thing—she wouldn’t let anyone walk over her.She dressed quickly, pulling on her training gear before tying her hair back into a messy ponytail. Grabbing a bottle of water, she left her room and made her way to the training ground.Since the day she had overpowered Cedric, his behavior had changed. He no longer taunted her or picked fights, but something felt off. He wasn’t avoiding her out of respect, he was purposely keeping his distance.The training session began as usual, with the warriors pairing up for sparring. Emma stood at the side, stretching as she waited to be picked.One by one, the warriors paired off. Emma kept her eyes on Cedric, expecting him to call her name, but he didn’t. He chose another opponen

Emma’s heart pounded as she sprinted through the trees, her breath coming out in sharp, uneven gasps. The cool breeze burned her lungs, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. Branches clawed at her arms, the damp earth shifting beneath her feet as she ran blindly through the dense forest. Her heartbeat roared in her ears, drowning out everything else—except for the heavy footsteps closing in behind her. Tyler was following. “Emma!” His deep voice rang through the trees, urgent and commanding. “Stop running!” Her pulse pounded harder. No. She couldn’t stop. She didn’t want to hear whatever he had to say. Didn’t want to face him, didn’t want to deal with this. Not now. Not ever. But he was fast. Too fast. Her legs burned with exhaustion, but Tyler showed no signs of slowing. His heavy footsteps grew louder, closer. “Emma, stop!” She tried to push herself harder, forcing her body to move faster—but before she could get any farther, a strong hand clamped around her wrist. A s

Emma’s body ached, her lungs burned, and sweat dripped down her forehead. She had already lost count of how many times Cedric had thrown her to the ground, but she refused to stay down. She tightened her fists, pushing herself up once more. Cedric smirked. “Give it up, omega. You’re embarrassing yourself.” Emma wiped the blood from her lip, eyes burning with determination. “Not yet.” She took a deep breath, adjusting her stance. She had been fighting defensively, trying to block his attacks, but that wasn’t working. If she wanted to win, she had to stop holding back. The moment Cedric lunged at her again, she sidestepped swiftly, dodging his punch at the last second. Instead of retreating, she turned and drove her elbow into his ribs with full force. He grunted in pain. The crowd gasped. But Emma didn’t stop. Before Cedric could recover, she spun and kicked his knee, sending him stumbling. Using that momentum, she jumped, twisting midair, and delivered a powerful kick to his