Todos os capítulos de The Omega's Redemption.: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

EVANS POVI made my way back to the kitchen to serve the food after the spilling of the former one.“Alpha Kian wants to see you at his chamber.” A familiar voice resonated behind me. It was Kim. I stood in confusion, trying to fathom what possibly might be the reason. I had never been summoned by anyone except Kim. But now Alpha Kian. “I will be there soon.” I exclaimed, my tone quivering in fear. “I am finished.” I whispered. The moon beams casting silvery streaks of light through the large window of Alpha Kian’s chamber. The air was thick with tension, affection, and something that the both of us couldn't yet mention. His intoxicating scent dominates my senses.“You sent for me.” I said, covering my already trembling hands. He gave no response, not until when his lips brushed against my skin, sending a jolt that made all reason abandon me.“I know you have always wanted this, Evans?” His voice low, husky, laced with a possessiveness that sent Liesendra whimpering in desire and

Evans' POV The world turned blur to my vision as I stood at the centre of the grand hall, my body numb, my mind reeling in disbelief. This was the point. The moment that would break me forever. Kian’s words still resonating in my ears, cutting deeper than two edeged sword. “And you can use the door. Excuse us, your kind isn't meant to be here. Continue serving our guests.” he said with a tone of confidence as he fluttered his arms on Amelia's waist. It dawned on me. It wasn't just rejection. It was erasure. A declaration that I was a nobody—a non-existing being that had no place in this world. Liesendra whimpered, her pain folding into mine. The bond that had connected both I and Kian, weak as it had always been, was now shattering strand by strand. I could feel it breaking, pulling at my soul with sharp, gut-squeezing agony. I clenched my fists, nails biting into my palms. He had to feel this too. He had to. I lifted my gaze to him, hoping and holding on to the

Evans POVKieran's words filled the already tensed air, weighty like a load of venom that stinged my skin. “What do you mean by that?” I continued. “So that is all you have to say.”“Can you just shut that gutter you call a mouth and stop disturbing my peace.” Kieran’s words, sharp and primal. I froze at his words, my fingers growing sweaty as I clenched at the bedsheet that belonged to the bed I was sitting on. The tension seemed like it was on the verge of its break. My heartbeat racing in speed against my ribcage as someone who I thought would be my savior was now acting like a brute.“Don’t tell me to shut up, Kieran.” I said, with the last ounce of confidence that suffused my mind.“How dare you talk to me in that manner.” His stern tone echoed as I felt the collision of his palms on my cheeks, heavy which sent me sprawling on the floor. I swung my hands to my cheek, trying to hold the tears from having its way on my face to prove my vulnerability.“You are a brute, Kieran.” I

Evans’ POVThe euphoria that covered Briony's hut was thick, filled with something viable but invisible. I could sense it pressing against my delicate skin, a suffocating weight that made my heart throb behind my ribcage. Kieran's towering presence could only add to it, his eyes locked into mine that reflected something unreadable and dark.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my tone resonating sharper than I intended. He had barged into the hut as though he had the right to thwart the processing peace I was trying to build.His sharp jaws clenched. “I'm not here for your games. I am here for serious business.”“The Mister is here for serious business. Interesting.” I scoffed inwardly. That had been his excuse. Always having a duty is more important than the feeling we both felt. I folded my arms across my chest, leaning at the table filled with dry roots and mixtures.Briony, sitting on her usual stool, gave no response. She could only feel the expression we exhibited, her expression

Evans' POVThe strange laughter from the figures still filled my ears long after they left, leaving behind a thick, unsettling silence. My pulse raced violently against my ribcage, every strand of muscles yelling of us being in danger. The air felt charged, as though the ground was unsafe.Kieran stood befuddled, the grip on his sword quivering. His eyes scan through the dark forest as though expecting another primal attack. The warriors reassembled in panic as they drew their swords. I could feel the fear, taste it in the lingering air.But what re-echoed deep inside my head were the last words of the dark shadow.*We want her blood.*For a flick second, I pondered on the blood they were insinuating about.My blood.A strange jolt rippled up my spine as I tried to steady my already trembling hands. My mind reeled with questions, each one more dark than the previous. What did they want from me? What was my relationship with them?Garrick was the first to break the wall of questions in