Todos os capítulos de Two Wolves, One Omega: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

“Are you sure you’re okay? You really don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” Kellan said for what felt like the hundredth time as we stood outside the hospital room door.I remembered how he helped me out of the bathroom earlier, dressed and ready, and I told him that I wanted to go downstairs to eat with him and the others, including Lucian. He had told me it was okay if I changed my mind or needed more time, but I insisted I was fine. He kept asking if I was sure, over and over again, until I almost snapped at him.And now, just as I stepped out of the room, I was the one hesitating.I was so nervous about meeting new people, and for a second, I started to worry. What if they didn’t like me?Back in my former pack, it had always been hard. I was never really liked, and trying to fit in or make friends felt like a chore. I was either too quiet, too strange, or just… too different. People saw me as weak, someone easy to ignore or look down on. So maybe that was why I felt this way

The dining room was empty now, with just me and Abuela and I tried my best not to look her in the eye, hoping she wouldn’t start asking more questions.There had been some sudden emergency. Something urgent that pulled everyone out of the room before we could even finish eating. Lucian had rushed off first, with the others following close behind.Kellan had offered to walk me back to my room, but Lucian cut him off before I could even answer. He said there wasn’t time and the situation needed everyone’s attention. What a jerk! Now, I was stuck here with Abuela, alone. I grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl in front of us and munched nervously, painfully aware of Abuela’s gaze fixed on me. She had been staring for a while now and I could feel it like heat crawling across my skin. My palms were sweaty, and my armpits were damp. Classic signs that I was way too nervous.“Would you like me to take a look at your leg?” she asked suddenly.I turned to her, startled, my mouth openi

Kellan looked like he was about to say something, probably to convince me to talk to Abuela, but I stopped him before he could. I didn’t know what exactly to say to her, I didn’t want to over share and I didn’t want to keep pretending I was okay. So I just told him I was tired and needed to rest. It worked and he nodded without pushing and helped me back to the hospital room. Once I was settled, he said he would freshen up and come back to check on me but I told him not to worry, that I would be asleep by then but that was a lie.I wasn’t planning to sleep. I just needed space. My mood had dropped heavily and I didn’t want anyone around. Not even him. I just wanted to be alone. He didn’t say anything, he just gave me one last look and left the room quietly. I laid back in bed and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep just in case anyone comes in. It was still early morning, but I felt completely drained. Not physically, but mentally. Everything Abuela had said kept circling in my

I glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. Fiona had been here for almost two hours, and from the look of things, she didn’t plan to leave anytime soon.One thing I’ve noticed about her is that she talks too much, way too much.She had been talking non-stop since she walked in. Most of what she said didn’t need a response, and even if it did, I didn’t get the chance to speak and to be honest, half the time, I couldn’t even relate to what she was saying.She had the energy of three people, and it didn’t seem like she was running out of steam anytime soon. Me, on the other hand? I was running out of energy… and patience.I still hadn’t figured out how I planned to escape, and this was not how I imagined my night going. I definitely didn’t expect Fiona to show up, and I never imagined that she would stay this long. I really wished Kellan had been the one to bring my food instead.Time was slipping away, and I needed to think fast. I had to get rid of her. I fake-yawned, stretching m

My heart pounded wildly in my chest as I stared at the figure in front of the window. No, this can’t be Kellan. It just can’t.I gripped the windowsill tighter, my fingers turning white. Kellan couldn’t see me like this. I had kept my escape plan hidden from him and now, if he caught me like this, it would be humiliating. I wouldn’t be able to bear the look on his face.“Please, let it be Lucian.” I whispered, barely moving my lips as the figure stepped closer but also, deep down, I didn’t want anyone to see me. I just wanted to leave quietly with no drama or goodbyes.Ignoring the sharp sting in my leg, I swung my other leg over the window ledge, closed my eyes, and jumped. It was better than getting caught.I braced myself for the fall, teeth clenched, waiting to hit the ground but it never came. Instead, I felt myself jerk to a stop mid-air.My eyes snapped open. I glanced down and realized I was dangling, held up by the back of my shirt. The figure was struggling to grip me prop