บททั้งหมดของ The Omega Queen: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Helen's POV Tomorrow, the entire pack would witness Drey mark me as his mate, a final, binding promise. The power I had fought tooth and nail for would finally be mine. But there was one thread left to cut. Clarissa.I stood and moved to the mirror, adjusting the crimson wrap that hugged my frame. My reflection stared back with cold determination. The glow of victory glinted in my eyes, but it was not complete. Not until she was silenced forever.Clarissa had always been a thorn, one that somehow kept piercing despite the odds. From the moment Drey took a liking to her, everything shifted; the way he looked at her, and even the way the pack revered her. I had tried to make him forget her, to turn his heart away with illusions and dreams, but the bond between them pulsed like a stubborn root beneath the surface. He resisted my touch more each day, as though something unseen reminded him of her.Even now, with the spell clouding his judgment, Clarissa lingered in his thoughts. I saw i

Clarissa's POV Darkness. That was the world I had come to know in captivity. My eyes, though open, saw nothing. The blindness was complete now, not just physical, but spatial. There were no lights, no torches nor sounds aside from the clinking of chains when I moved too suddenly. The scent of mold and stale blood filled the air, and yet my nose had grown numb to it. The once-jarring odours were now background noise to my suffering.Days blended into one another. I counted time through the rhythm of my heartbeat and the hollow echoes of footsteps, sometimes Helen’s, sometimes others, none of them bringing comfort. I was alone in every possible way, yet I refused to let the silence drown me. I had been broken before; rejected, mocked, and beaten down by fate. But I had risen every time. This would be no different.Still, the fear gnawed at me.Not for myself but for Drey.Whatever spell Helen had woven around him, it was deep and venomous. I could feel it in the stiffness of his voice

Drey's POV I stood at the edge of the training field, watching the warriors stretch and warm up, but my eyes weren’t really on them. My mind was elsewhere racing, burdened and angry.The fog in my thoughts had lifted since Camelia’s ritual. Her words echoed in my head still:“When your mind clears, you’ll see not only what was hidden but what you chose to ignore.”Now, I could see everything; the lies, and the manipulation. The silence in Clarissa’s eyes the last time I saw her and how she had tried so hard to hide her pain. And I? I had pushed her away. I had defended Helen. I had doubted Clarissa.I could barely live with that truth.I hadn’t slept the night before. Instead, I spent hours going through the security logs from the day Clarissa disappeared. I pulled warriors aside, especially those close to Helen. I did not do it in front of others, I did it formally and quietly. I spoke with them one by one.A few stayed loyal to Helen, eyes blank and mouths shut.But two of th

Tessy's POVThe morning was strangely quiet. Even the birds seemed to sing more softly, and the breeze felt heavy as it drifted through the trees around the Riverside pack house. There was a tension in the air, llike the whole world was holding its breath and waiting.I had been restless all night. Something inside me kept twisting, and there was a gnawing feeling I couldn’t shake. Clarissa was still missing. And my brother, Drey, though clearer than before, still didn’t have all the pieces. Neither did I.But I was determined to find them.After breakfast, I told Drey I was going to visit the training grounds. That was only half true. What I really wanted was to walk around, to listen, to see if I could pick up anything suspicious. Something, anything, that could give us a clue.The warriors were already up and training. I greeted a few of them, made small talk, and pretended to watch the sparring matches. But my ears were tuned in to the quiet conversations happening near the armory

Helen's POVTime was running out.The heavy silence in my room was like a noose tightening around my neck. Every tick of the wall clock echoed like a death knell in my ears. The ultimatum Drey had given me was about to expire, and I had no Clarissa to show for it. My thoughts swirled in panic, and for the first time since this whole twisted game began, I felt something foreign.I was afraid.I’d always known how to bend people to my will, how to whisper the right lies, twist emotions, spin illusions until reality itself felt like clay in my hands. But now, the illusions had faded. Drey's eyes no longer softened when he looked at me. There was no more warmth in his voice, no hint of the spell I'd cast over him. He saw me now clearly.And he hated what he saw.He hadn’t said it outright, but I felt it in every word, every stare, and every deafening silence.It was only a matter of time before he turned that hate into something irreversible.“Where is she, Helen?” his voice had thundered