บททั้งหมดของ The Cursed Omega : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 56

Before I could even react, a sudden gust of another powder rippled through the air, sweeping over the poisoned one. The dark powder dispersed instantly, dissolving into nothing as if it had never been there.I sucked in a breath, my lungs relieved by the impending threat. My eyes darted around, searching for where it came from. and then I saw him.A man stood a few feet away, his presence stood out effortlessly. He had dark brown hair that framed his sharp handsome features and warm honey-colored eyes that looked around the battlefield. It was annoyingly perfect and he didn’t come alone.Behind him, warriors clad in dark, intricate armor moved swiftly, their movements precise as they restrained the Kota fighters. The Kota warriors were quickly tied up with strange, glowing chains that pulsed with energy. I narrowed my eyes at the man as he walked towards me in a causal manner. He stopped close enough that I could feel his strong presence. He tilted his head slightly and smiled slight

Zeph looked at the book he was holding. She held her own book tightly. "Where did you get it?" she asked."Someone from the Starlight pack left it here a long time ago."Her pulse quickened. "Who?"He leaned his head a little to the side, looking like he wasn't sure if he should tell her. Then he sighed. "She looked… a lot like you."It clicked.It had to be her.“You met my mother,” she said, excitement and nervousness filled her voice."Your mother?"She nodded, trying hard not to show her feelings. "If she looked like me and came from the Starlight pack, then it must be her."Sage exhaled slowly, glancing down at the book before meeting her gaze again. "She never mentioned having a daughter. But… she did say her child was separated from her at birth."A sharp inhale caught in her throat. That lined up exactly with what Ashral had told me.Her hands shook a little as she held the book tightly to her chest. "Do you know her?" she asked, nervous about the answer.He gave a short nod.

Zeph's POVMy entire body went rigid, and my fingers fumbled at the knot binding our legs together as if untying it fast enough would sever whatever connection Sage was talking about.“You don’t know what you’re saying,” i muttered, keeping my eyes locked on the rope.“I do,” Sage said, his voice firm. “You feel it too.”I scoffed, finally freeing herself. I took a step back, but even without the rope binding them, i still felt connected to him in a way i couldn’t explain.No. I refused to accept this.“I don’t feel anything,” i lied, brushing off my gown. “And I’m done playing games.”Sage studied me carefully, like he could see straight through me. “Running won’t change the truth.”“I’m not running,” i snapped, spinning on my heel. “I’m walking away.”Without another word, i strode off into the festival, ignoring the way my heart clenched with every step I took. Why did it hurt?Why did rejecting the idea of being his mate feel like i had just lost something important?“I think I a