Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Omega's Redemption.: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Kieran’s POVThe reverberation of the strange, ancient laughter still echoed in my eyes as we skittered our horses through the thick forest, our movements swift through the weighty undergrowth. The gush of wind howled against us, carrying with it the lingering scent of flesh and blood. Whatever lurked in the dark was still around. I could sense the presence in the air.Evans' horse was beside mine, her hood covering her face as she howled loudly in pain. She had seldomly altered any word since her encounter with the strange voice— *We need her blood*---which had resonated through the trees, sending cold down our spine. I had seen the way her fingers trembled below her reins, the way her wolf howled in agony.My jaw clenched, resting my gaze on what laid ahead.“Faster,” My commanding voice echoed. “We're not yet safe.”Garrick rode his horse at my flank, his sword still drawn out, ready for any impromptu attack. “That for sure wasn't a rogue. From what my eyes saw it was something une

Evans' POVThe council hall's air was oppressively heavy. A cacophony of voices rang out against the stone walls, piercing and relentless. The bloodstains that had not yet been removed from the flooring following Alpha Chris's passing blended with the smell of dread and anxiety. I stood in the middle of it all, their eyes piercing me like knives, and my skin prickled. With his grizzled visage contorted in suspicion, Elder Vaughn hissed, "The attacks began after she returned." "Death followed the instant she returned to this pack." The assembled council members were surrounded by murmurs of agreement, with some nodding and others talking to one another. I took a deep breath and forced myself to remain upright in spite of the pressure of their charges. My nails bit into my palms as I clenched my fists. Another elder narrowed his eyes on me and said, "She was present when the bodies were discovered." "How is it that she recognised those markings?" "This is ridiculous," Kieran sai

Evans’ POVMy hands shoke its grip on the letter as I read it for the second time, my heart running in gasps as it throbbed against my chest. My parents words, written in desperate call-to-action, warned of a curse—one laced to the blood in my veins, one that could revive something I wasn't prepared for.*You are not a mere omega, Evans. The blood of the Lunar Queen runs in your veins, and with it, the load of many generations lies on your shoulders. But be cautious….comes great power comes great responsibility.*My fingers traced the faded ink, my stomach churned into knots. I had given my entire being like air, a trash to the pack. But this. This changed everything about my ideology. It meant that my past, my banishment, and even the strange occurrences surrounding me weren't normal. There were signs.The dimly lit archive room felt suffocating, the silhouette formed from the candlelight cast on the wall, reflecting shadows on the cracked walls. If my parents had known about all thi

Evans' POVThe darkness clouded around us, the shifting like that of a viable smoke, and from within it, two gleaming piercing eyes penetrated mine. The Shadow Beast emerged from the clearing, its massive, malformed body writhing as though it was sourced from a real nightmare. A guttural growl erupted through the air, shivering my bones as its claws penetrated the ground, sending sparks through the earth.Kieran moved in front of me, his sword drawn for an attack. “Just remain still. Don't flinch.”But I remained motionless. The beast eyes piercing through me, making the air grow still in the running gasp of my lungs. It wasn't just staring at me—it was seeing through me. Something deep inside of me jolted, like an ember suddenly resurrected.The beast reverberated a low, guttural growl, its voice echoing like the cacophonous whispers of many figures layered over one another. “You are the very last….you must arise.”The words hit me like an impactful punch. My knees trembled, making m

Evans' POVAs I moved silently through the corridors of the packhouse, the cold air wrapped around me like a cloak as the words from the eavesdrop of their meeting stinged my heart. Every movement was deliberate and intentional, my breath shallow and escaping in running gasps, my pulse a relentless throb against my ribcage. I knew I had just quite a little time–minutes. The clock ticking in my head as though my existence was being timed–before the council ended my stay in the pack.Briony’s words still reeled through my mind, flickering every fibre of my brain. *You are the last of your kind…. You must awaken.* The truth had opened its self before my very eyes, tugging me into a destiny I wasn't set for, tethering me to an ancient prophecy that I couldn't fathom. But I wasn't about to sit and wait for their action of seeing me alive or dead.I had to escape. The pack was still uncomfortable from the previous attacks, warriors guarding every corner, their eyes primal and sharp with su