Semua Bab The Alpha King's Omega: Bab 21 - Bab 27

Ragnar walked slowly, deliberately, each step swallowed by the pitch-black stones beneath his boots. The torches that lined the hallway flickered with blue flame, enchanted to keep the air cold. Cold enough to stifle scent. Cold enough to remind his prisoner inside that warmth, and mercy had no place in this wing of the castle.The Obsidian Wing.A place reserved for him solely. Where he spent most of the time to clear his mind, or when he wanted to cut himself off from reality. And now this place was reserved for her.Freya.The name tasted strange on his tongue every time he allowed himself to whisper it. Strange in a way that it rolled off his tongue in a perfect rhythm.Ragnar shouldn't be here. He knew that. Kings don't visit prisoners. Not personally. Not this deep. Not this often. But rules were for men. He was something else entirely.And it wasn't like Freya was only his prisoner. Of course, she was, but he had marked her and made her into his personal property.He paused at

Freya woke up to the sound of her breathing. It was shallow. Ragged. Alive.The marble floor beneath her body was cold as ice. The iron cuffs no longer bite her wrists. The chains had been removed. When did that happen? Why didn't she notice it? Maybe she was passed out. Despite not being tied in chains, she still did not move. Her limbs ached, heavy with phantom weight. Her wolf, once a roar inside her chest, was now a flickering echo.As her vision cleared, she stared at the inky sky, sparkling with millions of stars, through the ceiling window. And just like that, everything came back to her in small fragments. Her heartbeat quickened as her eyes darted around the chamber for any threat, and there was none.Ever since childhood, she has felt this strong spirit in her. When her parents were alive, she was a carefree child. She played with her friends and used to run in the fields. Everything was so perfect, but then, one unfortunate night, everything changed. Her world turned upside

The next morning brought no chains, no commands, only the sound of the Obsidian Wing breathing around her. She woke up, taking her time, feeling the softness of the bed, the soft fur beneath her. It felt good to sleep in such warm sheets. She wondered how her people were coping, if they were fine, if Ragnar kept his word.The wind whispered secrets through cracks in the stone, and the cold seeped in like a memory. Freya freshened up and dressed slowly, deliberately. The maid had brought her new clothes, nothing extravagant but still so beautiful. It was a long royal dress code maxi that reached her ankles. It was flowy and fit her curves perfectly. Her hair was open as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked so feminine.The tremor in her hands was gone. The mark had settled, but it didn’t tame her. If anything, it sharpened her. Something within her stirred, more than just her wolf. Older. Hungrier. It was as if the mark had brought something to life.Yesterday, she he

"Because I simply want to." She said pulling to her feet and walked over to the book shelf as she shoved the book back and searched for something which could give her some information. Something more. There was a sword and a well mentioned in her visions. Where could she find them?Ragnar grabbed her arm and roughly jerked her closer, causing her small body to crash into his chest as he glared down at her."Don't f*ck with me, Freya. I'm being lenient with you." He hissed."Go f*ck yourself," she spat and his blood boiled."You love to get on my nerves." He gritted."No, I would love to kill you." She corrected, and his jaw ticked."Why the f*ck you want to kill me!" He growled, jerking her small body with his strength. "BECAUSE YOU'RE A DOMINANT ALPHA!" She screamed at him, and his brows furrowed in confusion."What-""Because your father, and the other two f*cking dominant Alphas killed my parents, they killed my younger sister. She was an infant. They killed all of my people, and