บททั้งหมดของ The Flawed Breeding Manual of the Renegade Omega: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Alesha Stokes — More Trouble? I tried to stay focused. Even with my body exhausted, my mind clouded, and the remnants of last night still burning inside me... I did my best. Every step, every breath, every movement I made in that kitchen was meant to prove that I deserved to stay. If Madalena needed something, I was already there. When one of the servants fumbled, I rushed to help. I folded cloths, wiped counters, organized shelves… I did the work of three people alone and still found time to smile and hold my head high. Fatigue didn’t matter. Fear didn’t matter. I needed to stay. That’s how it went until early afternoon when they started preparing the grand hall for lunch. A few nobles were still staying at the castle, recovering from the previous night's festivities, and everything had to be perfect. While the servants cleaned the corridors and pushed silver carts around, Madalena appeared at the end of the hallway, walking with long strides, her expression firm. Alway

Alesha Stokes — Still in the GameThe moment that spoiled noble girl brushed past me, bumping my shoulder with that arrogant air of hers, I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding.My lungs burned, and my heart was still racing. But I kept my gaze steady, chin up, shoulders back—until the very last second, until she disappeared down the corridor. Only then did I allow my body to relax.That had been dangerous. Way too dangerous. But I... I made it. I walked through the storm with my head held high and my dignity untouched.The girls who had been beaten earlier came rushing toward me, eyes wide, their faces filled with disbelief."Have you lost your mind? Are you crazy?" one of them whispered, grabbing my arm. "Do you even know who she is?" Her brows were pulled tight with genuine concern, like she truly thought I’d gone off the deep end."That’s the Prime Minister’s daughter," the other one added. "She could have your throat slit if she wanted to... What were you think

Alesha Stokes — Destiny...Amari's WoodI tied the small makeshift bundle with a simple knot.The dresses Marilyn had sewn for me were folded carefully inside. There weren’t many, but they were enough. They still carried a faint scent of her home—cinnamon, herbal tea, and a touch of old lavender. A smell that warmed me from the inside, as if for a few seconds, I could pretend I was "home".I sighed, hugged the small coin pouch close, and walked through the empty hallways.The sound of my footsteps echoed between the stained glass windows, and for a strange moment… I felt free.But lost.Completely lost.Since arriving at the palace, I hadn’t stepped outside once. The only thing I knew beyond those walls was the frozen forest of Neveryth.And now here I was, heading toward the main gate with no idea how to get to Marilyn’s village. No plan. No cart.Maybe I should just find some cheap place to stay and wait until it was time to return...The sunlight was soft, and a cold breeze brushed

Alesha Stokes — A New Target Marked… Alex MadsonShe closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath before answering.“Alex Madson came to the village. In person.”Those words made my jaw clench.That bastard.“He… came to collect the overdue taxes. He was furious. Said we were taking advantage of the winter to avoid paying. But... two families stood up to him. They said they couldn’t take it anymore. That they were starving. That they had nothing left to give… And Alex…”She choked up, and I gripped her hand tighter.“He took the youngest daughter from the Loures family. A little girl… barely old enough to hold a spoon on her own. Said he’d skin her alive in the village square. Said he’d make an example out of her.”I felt my throat tighten.“I… couldn’t let that happen,” she continued, her voice breaking, eyes brimming with tears. “I went to him. I begged. I pleaded with him to stop… to let her go. I told him… he could do it to me instead, if he needed an example.”“Marilyn…” I w

Edward Wood — Dirt Swept Under the Rug?It had been a few days since Matthew looked at me with that expression—one I’d only seen once before, during the war. A mix of confusion, instinct, and silent desperation. For the first time, he didn’t know what to do about a woman. And that worried me more than any threat or war dispatch ever had.Matthew had never faltered. Never doubted himself. But all it took was the arrival of that new servant at the palace for him to lose his grip. He called me in and gave me a simple mission: “Find out who she is. Everything.” That was enough for me to temporarily abandon my duties with the elite guard and focus on watching… Alesha Stokes.At first, I thought he was overreacting. Sure, she was beautiful, different, yes. But still, just an omega. But the moment I saw her... something in me recognized what he’d felt. She had...something. Those eyes... they weren’t ordinary. It wasn’t just beauty—it was something wild, restrained. Like a wolf on a l