All Chapters of Shadows of the Omega: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Selene and Darius had built an empire together—one forged in war, strengthened by alliances, and ruled with undeniable dominance.But beyond the strategy, beyond the battles, beyond the constant negotiations, something deeper had formed between them.Something unshakable.Something neither of them had planned, but both had come to rely on.They weren’t just rulers.They weren’t just partners.They were becoming something more.Love wasn’t something Selene had ever been given.She had spent her life earning her place, enduring pain, surviving cruelty—never once believing that she could have something softer, something real, something that was hers without needing to fight for it.But Darius never treated her as if she needed to prove herself.She wasn’t his warrior.She wasn’t his strategist.She was simply his.And that was something she was still learning how to accept.One night, after a long day of securing new financial contracts for the pack, Selene stood outside their estate, wa

The empire was secured.Their land was thriving.Their alliances were ironclad.And now?The only war left to fight was bringing their heir into the world.Selene had spent months adjusting to the role of motherhood, but now, she wasn’t just preparing—she was waiting.The days stretched, each moment thick with anticipation, with expectation, with the quiet kind of tension that came from knowing nothing would ever be the same again.And through it all?The shift wasn’t sudden, but it was undeniable.Selene felt the weight of carrying their heir settle deeper into her bones, felt the slow exhaustion creep into her muscles, felt the quiet, unspoken understanding that she was about to step into something entirely unfamiliar.Darius noticed.He noticed the way she moved slower, the way her hand pressed absently against her stomach as if grounding herself, the way her breaths were just slightly heavier than before.One evening, after finishing their last expansion deal, he found her sitting

Cassian Valen Ashen was born into power.But legacy wasn’t inherited.It was built, shaped, tested—forged through trials that ensured a ruler was not just strong, but worthy.From the moment he could walk, Selene and Darius began crafting his foundation—not just as their son, but as a leader who would someday carry the empire they had built.Cassian was never treated like a child of privilege.He was raised to understand the weight of power, to recognize that his name meant something beyond just blood.Selene ensured his education was sharpened with intelligence, surrounding him with the best tutors, teaching him politics, languages, diplomacy, and warfare from an early age.Darius oversaw his physical training, teaching him how to wield a blade, how to read an opponent’s movements, how to survive a battle not just with brute force but with precision, patience, strategy.His days were filled with learning—Mornings spent studying the history of rulers before him, understanding their f

Cassian Valen Ashen had proven himself.He had survived the trials, sharpened his instincts, and shown his pack that he was not just an heir, but a ruler in his own right.Now, he would begin his first conquest—political, territorial, and personal.And with it?He would meet the one creature who would challenge everything he thought he knew about destiny.Cassian knew that leadership wasn’t just about maintaining rule—it was about expanding influence, solidifying dominance, ensuring that no force could rise against him.His first act as ruler was to target the fractured territories along the eastern border—land controlled by divided wolf clans who had never pledged loyalty to anyone but themselves.Cassian didn’t approach with war.He approached with strategy.His council gathered in the war room, maps sprawled across the grand table, discussions unfolding about how best to secure the land without forcing unnecessary bloodshed.Kael, his father’s longtime warrior, folded his arms, exp

Cassian and Eris had spent weeks dancing around the inevitable, their interactions laced with undeniable tension, sharp words, and stolen glances that lingered far too long.Neither wanted to admit it.Neither wanted to surrender to the mate bond.But neither of them could escape the pull that was already consuming them.And now?It was only a matter of time before one of them broke first.It started with a conversation that should have been nothing—a discussion about territorial negotiations, held in the Ashen estate’s private war room, where Cassian and Eris sat across from each other, pretending their focus was on strategy rather than each other.Cassian leaned back in his chair, watching Eris with the same casual amusement he always carried. "You fight like you're leading troops, not discussions."Eris arched a brow, swirling her wine. "Because every discussion is a battle if you know how to play it right."Cassian smirked. "And you think you're winning?"She tilted her head sligh