Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Dominant Omega And Her Submissive Alpha : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Starlight’s POVI should hate the Moon Goddess. For making me his. For tying my soul to the one person who made my life a living hell. But as I watch Helios struggle, his perfect composure crumbling piece by piece, I find myself whispering a silent prayer of thanks. Because this? This is poetic justice.Helios paces like a caged animal, because he's become the alpha who could control everyone but me. His shoulders are taut, his fists clenched, his wolf simmering beneath the surface. Every instinct in his body tells him that I should be his. That I should fold.That the bond should have me whimpering for his touch. It must be agonizing for him to realize… I am not affected the way he expects. Not entirely. I won’t lie to myself, I feel the pull. When he’s close, my heart betrays me, speeding up. His scent, dark cedarwood and crisp frost, prickles at my senses, tempting me.His voice, when he growls my name, sends chills down my spine. But here’s the thing about pain. If you endure enou

Helios POV Starlight is playing with me. I know it. I can see it in the way she looks at me, her eyes glinting with quiet amusement whenever I struggle. The worst part? She isn’t even trying.She just exists, and somehow, that alone is enough to unravel me. I, Helios Blackwood, Alpha of the Moonlit Pack, the strongest of my generation, am falling apart. And she is watching it happen.The worst part of all this, I can’t escape her. I hear her heartbeat in my sleep. I breathe her in even when she’s nowhere near me. I don’t need to see her to know she’s close because my body reacts to her presence before my mind even registers it.This bond is supposed to make her submit. Instead, it’s doing the opposite. It’s making me weak. And Starlight? She revels in it, and shamelessly so. She acts as though she feels nothing. But I don’t believe it. In fact, I refuse to believe it.The truth is that this is a game I can't win. It happens again the next morning. I stand in the hallway, waiting for

Starlight’s POVI crossed my arms and watched Helios kneel before me, his broad shoulders squared, his head held high, despite the undeniable tension in his body. He was resisting, even if only instinctually, but I could already see the mate bond working against his will. He needed me, and craved my presence in a way that no amount of pride or stubbornness could undo. Good."First of all," I said, my voice firm and commanding, "you will address me as 'Dom' or 'Star' at all times. You will not use my name unless I give you permission to do so."Helios's golden eyes locked onto mine, unwavering. Then, after a moment, he dipped his head in a slow nod. "Yes, Dom." I felt satisfaction spread in my heart."Secondly," I continued, pacing slowly in front of him, letting the tension stretch. "You will obey my commands without question or hesitation. If I tell you to do something, you will do it immediately."His jaw tensed, the Alpha in him bristling at the very notion of submission. But even

Starlight’s POVHelios knelt before me, his bare skin illuminated by the dim light filtering through the room. He was holding himself together with sheer willpower, every muscle in his body tense as he waited for my next command. I could feel his wolf clawing beneath the surface, restless and needy, but Helios was learning. Slowly.I dragged my fingers through his hair, tugging just hard enough to make him tilt his head back and meet my gaze. "You did well," I murmured, my tone deceptively soft. "But obedience isn’t a single act, Helios. It’s a state of being." His lips parted slightly, his breath uneven. "I understand, Dom.""Do you?" I mused, trailing my fingers down his jaw, feeling the tension there. "Because I see resistance still lingering in you. An Alpha’s pride. It’s natural. But you will learn to set it aside." He swallowed hard, nodding. "I’ll learn, Dom." A fleeting smile passed through my lips as I murmured, "Good boy."A shudder passed through him at the praise, his wolf

Starlight’s POVI had expected resistance. In fact, I wanted resistance. I wanted him to snarl, to argue, to fight back, because that would make it easier. That would make it feel like I was still powerless, still the runt no one cared about. That would give me an excuse to push harder, to punish him the way I had once been punished.But Helios wasn’t fighting. He stood there, bare and obedient, his storm-gray eyes locked onto mine. His body was tense, every muscle drawn tight like a bowstring, but he wasn’t resisting. And that was dangerous. Because if he wasn’t fighting me, if he was willingly giving me his submission, then I had no excuse.No excuse for the way my heart pounded in my chest. No excuse for the fire licking through my veins as my gaze dragged over him. He was my mate. And my mate was beautiful.I had spent years avoiding looking at him, forcing myself to see only the cruelty, the dismissiveness, the way he had ignored me, the way the entire pack had ignored me. I had