Semua Bab DARK REIGN: The Omega They Can't Tame: Bab 1 - Bab 7

Selene"There is the cursed one," someone sneered.A sharp kick hit my side, leaving me breathless. I struggled to catch my breath, my face pressed into the cold, damp ground. The chill seeped into my skin as I wheezed for air. Someone with a rough voice said nastily, "So, Omega's still breathing?""Let me be," I whispered weakly, my voice barely audible over the mocking laughter and insults surrounding me. Their cruel words hurt a lot, but I was too weak to say anything because they always made fun of me.In the Crimson Dawn Pack, the only way they ever paid attention to me was with mean looks that showed with mean pleasure."Let you be?" The wolves laughed, their laughter echoing everywhere because they thought it was funny. Their mean chuckles made me feel so cut off from everyone."Why would we deny ourselves such… entertainment? It breaks the dullness of your pathetic existence."The shame of what my father did felt like a weight on me, a once-respected Beta executed for betrayal

SeleneA cold, heavy fear settled deep inside me, like chains wrapping around my heart. Presented. Like I'm an offering. My heart pounded hard and fast in the silence that followed his command. Fear kept the other omegas still in the dim light.Suddenly, there was a strange ripping sound, and then something heavy dropped.Alpha Lord Voran stumbled forward, and a deep, unsettling vibration went through his immense body. His dark eyes, still looking at me, opened wide in shock, then went blank. He fell hard on the stony floor.The two giant guards beside him roared, their shock turning to anger. They dropped to their knees, reaching for Voran’s throat. Dark, thick blood came out fast from the cut."His throat!" one of the guards cried, his voice raw with disbelief. "Torn out! Mother Moon forgives us, what… what could have done this?"The other guard, looking horrified and angry, quickly looked around. "The scent… It's not a wolf. It's… something else. Something dark."Chaos erupted. Th

SeleneThe last bits of the whispers faded away, replaced by a profound sense of… potential. My limbs felt imbued with a strength I had only ever dreamed of, a coiled power waiting to be unleashed. This feels… different. Stronger.The air, thick with the smell of wet dirt and old leaves, now carried many different smells – the metal smell of old blood on the stones, the heavy smell of unseen animals in the low plants. My senses… so sharp now.Once dulled by fear and exhaustion, my senses were now razor-sharp; every rustle and snap was a clear signal. Something fundamental had shifted within me, a change that resonated deep within my bones, leaving the weak omega I used to be like a memory from far away. I'm not her anymore.A guttural snarl, closer this time, ripped through the fragile silence. The rogues. They're back. Their bloodlust, a palpable wave of hunger and malice, crashed against my newfound awareness. I could feel them coming closer, pushing like wild beasts.Fear, like al

The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and ancient dread. Leaves crunched underfoot, every sound amplified in the oppressive silence of the Blood Forest. Damien Graves, a skilled hunter, moved smoothly with his elite squad fanning out behind him. Each wolf was a shadow, but the forest itself felt like a deeper, more primal shadow, watching."Fan out," Damien commanded, his voice a low rumble that barely carried above the rustling leaves. "Find her. Leave no stone unturned. I want proof."A weird feeling of unease hit him. It wasn't the usual hunt tension. This felt different, very odd, like the trees were holding their breath and waiting.[Alpha Damien's POV]Damien pushed deeper into the search, his senses stretched to their absolute limit, fighting against the oppressive, dense magic that permeated every inch of the Blood Forest. He could almost physically feel the unseen, unblinking eyes watching them, a constant, unnerving pressure. It was a sensation he hadn't e