Semua Bab The Omega Queen: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Clarissa's POVThe training ground smelled like dust, sweat, and steel.It was early morning, and the mist hadn’t fully lifted from the grass. Dew clung to my bare feet as I stepped onto the field, heart pounding like a drum inside my chest. Drey stood in the middle with his arms folded and his stance calm but commanding. Around him were warriors, real ones. They were broad-shouldered, sharp-eyed and confident. I could feel their stares.Some were curious.Most were doubtful.I didn’t blame them.The blind girl with no wolf had suddenly shifted, and now she wanted to train? It sounded like a joke, more like a story told around fires just for laughs.But I wasn’t here to prove anything to them.I was here to prove something to myself.Drey raised an eyebrow when I approached. “You sure about this?” he asked, voice even.“I didn’t come this far just to stop,” I said.He gave a small nod, then turned to the others. “Alright,” he called out. “This is Clarissa. Some of you already know

Clarissa's POV There’s something different about the way the pack looks at me now.It’s in the way they pause when I pass and conversations stalling mid-sentence. The way silence follows me like a second shadow. As if every footstep I take stirs a new whisper or a fresh suspicion.They don’t laugh behind my back anymore. They whisper something worse.And at the center of it is one name.Drey.He’s always nearby; watching, guiding, correcting my stance during training and encouraging me after long drills, as well as handing me water with that calm, unreadable expression.It shouldn’t matter.But it does.Because the others have started to notice.And not kindly.At first, I tried to ignore it. I mean the quick glances, the tension when we trained together. But it’s grown heavier with every passing day and lingering like smoke, thick enough to choke on.And I know where it’s leading.To her.Helen.His mate.……………………………….I’d only spoken to Helen once before the rumors began.It was b

Clarissa’s POVThe first howl cut through the air like a blade.It was deep, guttural and different from our own. Feral.Rogues.My stomach tightened even before the alarm was raised. A second howl followed, then a chorus. Distant. But not for long.They were coming.And this time, they weren’t just scouting the borders.They wanted war.Within minutes, the compound was alive with movement.Warriors scrambled out of their quarters. Commanders barked orders. Younger wolves shifted mid-run, joining the defense line along the southern ridge.Drey’s voice rang through the chaos. “Form the outer perimeter! Don’t let them reach the heart of the pack!”I stood frozen, just for a second.This was my first real battle.Not training. Not simulation. Real danger. Real blood.My wolf stirred beneath my skin - eager, impatient and fearless.“We fight. We protect.”I shifted.It was swift and seamless now.The white of my coat shimmered in the moonlight as I sprinted after the others, heart thuddi

Clarissa’s POVThe air in the room was heavy with warmth, laughter, and the smell of roasted meat.It was a full pack meeting. Warriors, elders, pups and everyone had gathered in the great hall for food and updates from Alpha Drey. Long wooden tables filled the room, and plates of food were passed down rows with eager hands.I sat near the front, beside Tessy and Drey. Across the table from me sat Helen, dressed in a silver dress that hugged her perfectly. Her hair was braided back neatly, and a necklace sparkled against her throat.She looked beautiful, as always.And calm. Too calm.Her eyes met mine once or twice, and she smiled. But it was the kind of smile that didn’t reach the eyes. I didn’t smile back.Ever since the visions started, I had been watching her closely. Every word she said, every look she gave. Something inside me kept warning me not to drop my guard.Tonight, that feeling was stronger than ever.After a while, Helen stood up and returned with a young boy, a serva

Drey’s POVAlpha. Leader of the RiverSide Pack. Protector. Voice of justice.These were titles I had carried for four years now. But tonight, as I paced the stone floor of my private chambers, none of them gave me peace.Not after what Helen had done.She had tried to poison Clarissa.My intended mate, though not officially. But my wolf had already chosen her. My soul knew it.And Helen… she must have known it too.I had watched it unfold in slow motion. Helen had pointed out the goblet to the servant. She had smiled sweetly across the table, her mask unshaken. But when Clarissa “accidentally” spilled the drink, Helen’s expression cracked, only for a moment.A moment I’ll never forget.I hadn’t said anything right away. Not in front of everyone. I was still Alpha. I couldn’t cause panic without proof. But my blood had run cold.And since that night, I hadn’t gone near Helen.She had sent messages, requested to speak with me but I ignored them.I needed time to think and process