All Chapters of The Omega Who Walked Away: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Once Ash grows up, I'll bring him back here and demand some good money," I continue, sighing and imagining that moment. I hope is filled with drama, "He'll become the Alpha after Rem and you and I will be able to live off him." "That sounds very nice," Cassie laughs, squeezing my hand back, "Then we'll be like Tatiana?" "Ew. Never," I mutter and we laugh at that witch for a while. Then I start telling Cassie some stories about how Tatiana treated me when Remington first brought me to this hellhole... like I was nothing but a dry turd he picked up from a garbage can. Tatiana actually looked at me like I was stinky and she refused to touch me for a long time, she even refused to shake my hand when Rem first introduced us. But that was fine because I was used to people treating me like that just because I was an omega, and Remington had been very open about the way his family was. How they treated omegas, how they treated people below their status in general, how all they valued w

"Yes, he is coming," I tell Ashton and let myself freak out for just one second, "Fuck... uhm, stay right here. Don't even lift your head.""Okay," Ash murmurs while I get up on my knees and pretend to stretch my body as if I was just peacefully taking a nap on the ground or something. Remington is halfway here already, so I gasp and get up."What the hell are you doing here?" I demand, walking to him so he stops getting any closer. "No, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? There's bats and rats here," he barks out with his chest puffed up and an angry look in his eyes, like he's scolding me, "Go back inside now.”"No, you go back inside," I say, walking faster and reaching him first. Remington has a scowl on his face, but he doesn't look suspicious, "I want to have a picnic with my best friend, you're not invited.""Have it somewhere other than here," he says, pointing behind me, "There could be snakes too, nobody ever comes here anymore. Don't be stubborn.""Is it il

"Explain," Tatiana demands, cranking her slender neck to look at me, "What are you even talking about?" "I'm talking about publicly naming me as the omega in the prophecy. We're talking about saving these rogues a lot of time and just having them come here right now. With the support of the six neighboring packs, I doubt the rogues could win the battle," I say, talking over Remington when he tries to silence me. Everyone looks very much into that idea, "Either this ends fast and I leave, or they win and take me off your hands anyway. So really, this is win-win for you." "I already said no to that," Remington says, making his dad scowl, "Too risky. We don't know how many of them there are... I'll need more time to..." "You don't need time," Viktor stops him with a confused look, "You need to get everyone on board with this idea. There is no way they'll have more warriors than six packs combined. They wouldn't be rogues then, would they? They would be the biggest pack in the count

"I'm not here to talk about that, I want to—“ "All this time, I could still feel it. The bond," I admit, interrupting her once again. Ivy takes a deep breath to control her emotions but I reckon I have just one more interruption before she jumps at my throat... I might do it just to make it happen, "I thought I was crazy, but I guess I'm not. That was the problem earlier, right? Our bond was hurting.” "That's not what I came here to talk about," she growls at me and crosses her arms to look tough, "I need you to agree to my plan, Rem. Seriously." "It's a dumb plan," I say, crossing my arms too, "You want me to tell a bunch of rogues to come for you, but that's putting a target on your back forever. I won't do that, Ivy. And what if you're not even the omega they're looking for?" "If I’m not, then what the fuck am I even doing here?" she snaps, dropping her arms and taking a step closer to me like she can't help it. I drop my arms and wait for her to come even closer, "Weren't

{ Ivy } I splash water on my face and lean on the sink with my head dropped for a couple of seconds. This was a bad, bad idea. I shouldn't have gone there with Remington. I shouldn't have let him suck on my fucking neck, now I'm wet and there's nothing I can do about it, or... well... there is something, but it would be even stupider. I can't afford to do stupid things anymore. But jerking him off was a strategic move, not a dumb one. So I have to put myself back together now. I lift my head again and force my eyes not to focus too much on the reddened skin around my mark. And I force my pussy not to clench with need at his lingering scent still on my skin. This was purely strategic. Stop focusing on that shit. Once I've collected myself, I leave the bathroom and find Remington in the exact same place with his ass resting on the desk, but his pants are back on. He turns to look at me and holds my eyes while I walk in front of him again. Dear god, I want him so bad, it'