Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Omega Rises: The Alphas True Born: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Kiras PovThe air crackles around me.The trees stand tall and silent, like they're holding their breath for what’s about to happen. My heart races, but not with fear—with pure excitement.Finally, I get to end this little fairytale Alyssa’s been clinging to. No more sympathy. No more second chances. Just the truth.She’s nothing.The few soldiers Alpha Conan gave me wait nearby, crouched in the trees, their armor hidden by dark cloaks. Gwen stands to my right, Gen to my left. My most trusted blades. My wolves in waiting.I turn to them, keeping my voice low but firm. “Is the plan clear?”“It is,” one of the Moonborn soldiers answers quickly, eyes gleaming with eagerness. “And thank you for this opportunity to take down that traitor.”I nod. “Good. Then go. Now.”They vanish into the trees, swift and silent. The trap is set.I stay still, my body buzzing. I don’t need to move yet. She’ll come. She always walks straight into whatever mess her pride drags her into.And then, there.The

Kira's POVI run.Fast. Quiet. Head down. I hope no one saw me. I hope no one followed.What the hell was that?I keep moving through the trees, away from the clearing, away from the screams. The sounds are still ringing in my ears. Her scream. Their screams. That horrible howl.I can’t get it out of my head.I trip once and catch myself. My legs are shaking, but I don’t stop.Everything I thought I knew—everything I believed about her—it’s all wrong. Alyssa isn’t just some omega. She’s not weak. She’s not broken. She’s something else.And no matter how strong I get, how much power I gain... it will never be enough to match that.She shifted. Shifted. Into a full wolf. While injured. While we were still beating her down.And when she changed—Gods—I’ve never seen anything like it.I rush into the Moonborn camp, dodging warriors rushing toward the chaos I just left behind. No one notices me slip away from the crowd. Good.I head straight for Alpha Conan’s tent. I throw the flap open and

Kira’s POVI feel like I’m floating.The air is thick with anticipation, but all I can taste is victory. All around me, the arena buzzes with energy—warriors stretching, sharpening weapons, whispering strategies—but I barely hear any of it.Because today… everything starts falling into place.I smooth a hand over my braid and smile to myself. The uniform I wore to training is tighter than usual, hugging my waist like a promise. My boots click neatly on the stone as I move. Today, I will show them all—the council, the pack, and her—why I Hulen will be mine. Why I’ve always belonged.And then I see him.Zev, walking toward me with that intense, focused look of his. Strong. Handsome. Angry. Perfect.I tilt my head, my smile blooming wider. He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m already winning. The moment he came to me—not to Alyssa—I won.“Zev,” I purr sweetly, flipping my hair over my shoulder, making sure it catches the light just right. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be getting you

Zev’s POVMy eyes stay forward, locked on the treeline, but I don't see it. Not really.I hear Alpha Elric’s voice somewhere behind me, low and steady like it always is when he’s trying to keep everyone calm.But it’s just noise now. A hum in the background. I can't hold onto his words. I can't hold onto anything.Because inside me, a war’s already started.Will you really marry her? my wolf hums, voice curling with disappointment. After everything?“Not now,” I whisper beneath my breath, jaw clenched so tight it hurts.The horn goes off.The race begins.Like startled deer, the groups burst forward, scattering into different paths like veins through the forest. The air fills with the sound of footsteps and adrenaline and rushing blood. But I only see her.Alyssa.Already off the ground like wind-born flame, leaving behind nothing but the fading scent of citrus and soap. It stings. That smell—hers—still stuck in my chest.“Zev, what was that?” Cara gasps beside me as we begin our spri

Kira's POVThe tent walls feel like they’re closing in. The air is too still, too hot. I lie flat on my back, arms stiff at my sides, staring at the worn fabric above me. There’s nothing to see, but I can’t stop looking.I haven’t slept. Not even for a minute. Gen and Gwen snore away.Anger won’t let me.It sits in my chest like hot coal, burning slow and deep. Every time I blink, I see her face—Nora’s face—calm and smooth and full of lies.I trusted her.She looked me in the eye and lied.The night groans around me. The trees creak. The wind presses soft fingers against the canvas of my tent.And then the owls start again.One call. Then another. And another. Low and drawn out, like they’re laughing at me from the branches. Like they know what she did. What she kept from me.My teeth clench. I sit up fast, the rough blanket tangled around my legs. I shove it off. My palms press into the cold earth as I breathe through my nose.It doesn’t help.The fire inside me is too loud.I grab m