บททั้งหมดของ The Omega Who Walked Away: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The rogues were very open about the land they're occupying, so I head there as soon as I leave Felix’s house. It was two and a half hours from Felix’s pack, but it’s only twenty minutes from my pack by car, around fifteen running in wolf form and only about ten minutes away from one of the tunnel entrances my dumbass grandfather left out there, for all to see. The land they're occupying is about two acres of open, clean space. Like I told the rogues, it's not 'free' land, it's there in case one of our packs ever needs it. But, at this point, it only serves as a 'nice gesture' among the allies to show we're willing to share. "They made themselves right at home," my beta murmurs as we get closer and see what they've done here. They have camping gear scattered all around, with tarps stretched tight between trees and stakes for shade. I can see two wolves lying on the ground, bellies up to the sun. Very comfy rogues. There’s also a couple of women chatting and laughing as they coo

As soon as the door opens, every men in those cells turns intensely to the door and I get to see in real time when they realize it's me and their whole semblance changes from ready to attack to... shocked. And then almost nervous, most of them. They sit back down and just stare at me like I'm something way more powerful than I really am. That’s cool once, but I can tell it’s going to turn annoying soon. "Hi, guys," I let out, looking at every guy I walk past in the eyes. Every single one. I stop dead in my tracks when I see a baby face in a grown-man’s body, “Hey, you’re young as hell.” “Hi,” he whispers, face red. He looks freshly eighteen and I instantly feel maternal towards him in a way I’ve never felt towards another completely random man. I mean, as a norm, I hate men. I always have and always will, especially since I've been completely on my own and I've seen the reality of how disgusting they can be. I don't trust them unless they give me a reason to. They're all shi

"Hey, are you back?" Cassie asks when she picks up my call. I put her on speaker and start taking my and Ash's clothes off the closet. I should've never made myself at home in here, this should be faster."Yep. And we're leaving this house tonight. Get your stuff packed," I tell her, just throwing everything inside the open suitcase without bothering to fold it nicely, "And come to my room as soon as it's done. I want to go talk to Miss Jessy and have dinner with her.""Got it, boss," she says, "I've been half-packed this whole time, so it won't take too long."She was right. Only ten minutes later she’s ready and we’re walking downstairs. I hold my head high and get ready to defend myself if the Silvan family starts throwing accusations at me, but there's nobody around. Or at least I think that, until Remington comes out of the kitchen as we're about to walk in."Good evening, Alpha Remington," Cassie murmurs and continues on her way inside the kitchen, leaving me there with my mat

"REM! Oh my god," Ivy gasps when I lick her all the way, from her pussy to her tight little asshole. Then I do it again, "Oh, god." I black out for a second, just having a feast on her like a wild animal. Licking, tasting and breathing her in as much as I possibly can. Ivy keeps gasping and trying to move away from me, but I'm more beast than man right now. I grab her hips and lift her up until she has no way of escaping my tongue and she's laid in front of me like an actual feast, legs all the way open and nothing left to do but enjoy the ride. I don't let go of her until she's cursing me out and coming all over my face. I enjoy it until the last second, then I carefully put her back down. Ivy turns around, her hair all over her face and cheeks red as hell. She's still trying to catch her breath. "That was wild," she lets out, but she's smiling. I bend down and catch that gorgeous smile with my mouth, kissing her as I push my pants down and finally free my cock. I need her so

I walk to grab my pants and put them on as Ivy gathers the rest of her things. She must've moved some stuff into her friend's car already, because there isn't much here. "Send someone to take this out," she orders, walking around the room looking through the drawers to make sure she's not forgetting anything. I gulp and nod, grabbing my phone to call Nestor, then I take her stuff out of the room, hating myself for it immensely. I know I'm doing what I'm supposed to do, but this empty gap in my stomach is starting to feel like grief. We had that conversation when I asked for ‘a little’ but then it got all jumbled and now I don’t know exactly where we stand, except that she’s willing to let me have a relationship with Ash. "I think this is it," she says a minute later, looking around with a final nod, "I’m ready. You can have your room back." I can't talk. There’s a lump in my throat that won’t let me. The need to stop her and the need to make sure she's out of my pack are alm