Semua Bab The Omega Rises: The Alphas True Born: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Alyssa’s POVThe sound comes out of the blue—low, deep, dragging against the floor of the earth. I jolt awake, heart pounding in my chest like war drums. My mouth is dry. My limbs feel heavy like I haven’t moved in days. I push myself up, blinking the sleep out of my eyes, and I see him.Zev.He’s standing at the window, peering through a narrow crack in the wooden frame, his body stiff, shoulders tense.“What was that?” I whisper, rushing to his side.“Be quiet,” he hisses without looking at me. “Keep still. Maybe it’ll leave.”“Maybe what will leave?” I ask, and my voice cracks. There’s fear threading into my words, and I can feel it rising in my chest. “Zev?”“I told you,” he mutters, eyes never leaving the shadows outside. “There are worse things out here, Alyssa. Things that don’t belong in any world.”He unsheathes a blade—long, dark steel that glints with a faint blue sheen. I’ve never seen him like this. Not Zev. He’s always so sure of himself, cocky even. He charges into tr

Zev's POVArthur stands near the hearth, his arms crossed, eyes thoughtful beneath his shaggy brows. I sit on the edge of the table, Cara by the wall, quiet like always. She doesn’t speak unless spoken to—still adjusting, I guess. “She’s the strongest werewolf I’ve ever seen,” Arthur says, voice low and sure. I blink. “What do you mean?” He looks at me like it should be obvious. “Zev… I’ve read every record I could find, every old druid journal in this grove. No one survives a shuck bite. No one stays themselves after that much venom. She didn’t turn. She didn’t die. I’ve never seen anything like it.” My chest tightens. Alyssa. “And the books?” I ask, standing up and pacing. I can’t stop moving. “Anything in them about her—about what she is?” Arthur shakes his head. “Not yet. But I’ll keep looking.” I nod and mutter thanks, then head out the door. I need air. I need to see her.The night wraps around me like a cloak. The moon spills silver across the grove, lighting the trees a

Alyssas POV The voice slices through the silence like a dagger through skin.My breath catches in my throat. It’s cold. Too cold. I can feel the blood in my veins turn to ice. Every muscle in my body tightens as I stare into the darkness. Shadows shift. Then they step out.Rogues. Blood clan.My heart pounds against my ribs like it’s trying to claw its way out. My palms are clammy, the fear creeping up my spine like fingers of frost.“What do you want?” I snarl, even though my voice trembles at the end.One of them—tall, broad, with yellow teeth and wild eyes—throws his head back and laughs.“You’re the omega, aren’t you?” he says, voice gravelly and cruel. “You’ll fetch a pretty penny when we drag you back to that fancy Moonborn pack.”The others cheer. Loud, howling, mocking. It’s like a game to them. Like we’re prey caught in a snare.My jaw tightens. “So that’s what you were doing when you killed that little girl’s parents?” I demand, voice shaking with rage.He pauses, eyes glea

.Alyssa's POVThe night air is warm, but I feel colder than ever—until he touches me.Zev’s hands find mine as I stand there, heart pounding like it’s trying to break out of my chest. His golden eyes search my face, flickering with something profound… something I can’t name. The silence between us is heavy, thick with tension and want. "I want you," he whispers, voice rough, low, desperate. "I want you to be mine, Alyssa."The way he says my name—it does something to me, like a fire sparking inside my chest. I lean in and our mouths crash together like we’ve been holding back for too long. His kiss is wild, hungry, like he's afraid this might be our last. My fingers slip into his hair, tugging gently, and he groans against my lips. I feel his arms wrap around me, strong and sure, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us."Are you sure?" he whispers against my mouth, breath hot, trembling slightly."Yes," I breathe, not even recognizing my own voice. It’s raw and h

Alyssas PovCara goes silent.She stares at me like she’s forgotten how to speak. Her lips part slightly, but no words come out. Her shoulders slump, and I see it—the fear, the guilt, the pain. Something inside her collapses.“What is it?” My voice cracks. “Cara… what happened to Zev?”I already know I won’t like the answer. My heart pounds against my ribs, loud and frantic. I taste blood at the back of my throat. The silence stretches, suffocating me.Then the Moonborn girl laughs—a sharp, cruel sound that slices through the stillness.“Come on,” she says, pushing off the ground and standing tall like she hasn’t been locked in the same cage we are. “Tell her. Tell your precious queen where her brave little mate is.”Cara doesn't move. Her eyes flicker, her hands tremble.“Cara?” I whisper again, my throat closing. “Please.”The Moonborn girl tilts her head, mockery dripping from every word.“Oh, Omega. Your boyfriend’s fine. Strong, alive, proud. It’s amazing, really… you still don’t