All Chapters of The Flawed Breeding Manual of the Renegade Omega: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Michelle Morripin.I didn’t know how to explain the feeling that took my chest when my eyes finally found them. Roland... Edward... still wrapped in bands, obvious marks of everything that had passed, but alive. Standing there, a few meters. And as much as they were still wounded, the simple fact of seeing them breathing, was enough to pull an immense weight from my heart.I wanted to cry, I wanted to hug them and thank them for everything.They smiled when they saw me, but there was something hidden behind the smiles. A trace of concern that I could not decipher. Maybe it was my state, or perhaps something greater, something I had not yet realized.There were also familiar faces from Marilyn’s village. I saw some women, I saw children who reminded me of peaceful afternoons that seemed to have been so far away. But when I looked more closely, I noticed her absence. Marilyn was not there. Just like Julie. My heart pressed. Perhaps they were still recovering, I thought, trying to convin

Matthew DawolfWhen the soldier called me, I knew it wasn't for trivial matters. There was something in his eyes... the same uneasiness I had seen so many times on the battlefield, when men knew they were bringing news that no one wanted to hear.I was guided through the corridors to one of the council chambers. The room was almost empty, as I had expected. I didn't want any remnants of vermin who pretended to be loyal. Those I suspected were already in prison. And the others, whose betrayal I was certain of, I had executed without hesitation. It was better that way. I couldn't let everything be corrupted again.As soon as I entered, silence fell over the place. The few present stared at me, as if my very presence was something heavy upon them. I recognized Edward and Roland at the front. Those I trusted most there, always at the forefront, always trying to take care of everything, take care of everything. They were standing, still bandaged, and yet they appreciated being ready to fig

Matthew Dawolf Leaving her alone was like tearing a piece of my chest. I left her in the palace, protected, surrounded by guards who obey only me and servants that I have chosen with rigor. She would not go through any misfortune again within that palace. And yet, when I crossed the aisles and the distance between us increased, the weight hurt me inside. I didn’t want it to be like this. I wanted to be with her, and only with her. But there were still matters that only I could solve. And these matters began with the prison. After arranging everything for Michelle, I found Edward and Roland already ready, next to the carriage that would take us there. The two gave quick orders to the guards who would make the escort. I watched Edward’s care, the firmness in his every word, and a part of me felt a rare relief. He was fine, he was alive. If I had been late, if I had suffered a setback, he would not be here. Went up in the carriage next to them, and as I closed the door, my gaze inst

Michelle MorripinWhen I opened my eyes and saw Matthew sitting next to me, I felt my heart race. He was so close... His gaze burned against mine, and I knew that this time he would not run away.He leaned slowly, fingers caressing my cheek, and kissed me, without saying anything, without hesitation, just came, full of affection and love that I had never felt before. I sighed against his lips, feeling the body respond to his touch immediately, as if it had waited only for this."I will not allow you to run away from me again... " I whispered, between one kiss and another, my voice low but firm.He smiled, that smile that dismounted me, and kissed me again. Deeper, more urgent. His heat enveloped me completely, every movement of the mouth, every slide of his tongue against mine, made me tremble. I was missing so much... my skin begged for the touch that before I had been forced to repress.Matthew turned his lips away just for a moment, panting. "If you say... I will not stop- the ques

Julie MarvenDark. There was no cold, no heat. Just... nothing. It was as if I were suspended in a place where time did not run, where the senses had no importance. Nor pain. Nor fear. Only silence, a silence too heavy not to crush me inside. For a moment, I thought I was dead. That everything was over. After all, the last thing I remember was the battle, the blood, the screams... and the teeth. The teeth of that grey wolf coming right at me. Then, the Supreme Alpha came to me, and I knew nothing else. I asked myself in a low voice, not knowing if the sound really came out of me: " I died? Where... where am I?" That’s when I heard the voice. Low. Far away. And it wasn’t my wolf’s voice. I knew that with absolute certainty. I didn’t see my wolf there. "It’s not your time yet." That voice echoed inside me, soft and at the same time unquestionable. My eyes - if I still had eyes there - widened. " What do you mean? "I said. " Where am I? What does that mean?" But the voice di