All Chapters of Crowns and Claws: The Omega's Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The world must be as anxious as I am. I see it in how fast tomorrow comes, how quickly the matches end and how eager the announcer calls “Number twenty-five!” Here we go. ——— The crowd cheers as Dena walks to the center with a hateful gaze firmly locked on me. I'd think she's just as anxious as I am. Her aura is unsettled. I think she's unsure of what to do. Dena is getting nothing out of this; even if she wins, Sophia will just take her position and if she loses, Talia will kill her. I almost feel bad for her. Almost. “You die today Amelia” she growls. “Oh good, you remember my name” I mock, “be sure to remember it in the underworld” Her aura flares with rage. Step one is complete; provoke her. All my idiots spent the rest of yesterday telling me how best to defeat a wolf stronger than me. Their ideas all involved the same things: Provoke her, evade, slash and repeat. Ash's idea was simply; “Don't die” She lunges at me, claws out and pulls just

There’s a moment after the battle ends where everything stops.No breath.No sound.No thought.Just the ache of existence and the stench of blood.My body won’t move. My knees sink into the dirt, hands shaking, coated in gore that’s not mine.Ash and Sophia are running towards me.“Amelia!” They scream my name through the mind-link.But I can't respond.The energy burning within me dissipates rapidly and my vision blurs just as fast. And soon my whole world goes black.And I fall.————I can hear people speaking. They're worried about me.They wonder when I'll wake up.I can't answer them.And even if I could I'm not sure I want to.Dena is gone.Torn apart in front of me.And I was happy.But now I'm falling slowly into the abyss and I wonder; What does that mean for me?To take sure pleasure in the demise of another.Like him.“Like me” the Hollow man says.I am nothing like you “But you are, little Amelia” Shut up.“Why would I?" He asks "When you're performing so beautifully.”

Caspian's POV: I got here in time to see the Beast try to take her head off. Emmeric and Barther aren't far behind. I have seconds. The audacity of this creature to think it could take her from me. My blood is boiling, and I toss every precaution to the wind. Lucien will kill her if I help her right now or worse, toy with her even if she survives talking the drug. But I tell myself none of that matters ik the here and now because She’s going to die if I don’t move. I'm about to shift when I see her teammates dive into the arena, then my rational mind takes hold once more. I wait. Grinding my teeth as I watch her teammates fight to protect her. It should be me down there. But I'll just make things worse. I hate this. Her teammates don't stand a chance against it. One of them is most likely dead after the Beast bites down on her spine. I hear Amelia scream in horror, and it's the most devastating thing I've ever heard. Then our bond brightens and she glows. But I know n

Amelia's POV:The first thing I register is the cold.It slips beneath my skin, not sharp, just there—a quiet reminder that I’m not where I’m supposed to be.I groan as I slowly open my eyes to a gray sky.My head is throbbing.“Where am I?” I groan, sitting up.I look around me and all I see are my unconscious teammates and trees. I'm in the forest, but the air smells different. It's not the one surrounding the pack.Ash stirs first and practically jumps up when he opens his eyes, popping his claw and immediately takes a fighting stance with such a menacing gaze.His eyes soften when he sees me, and he relaxes his muscles.Sophia and Celeste wake up next and soon we get tired of waiting for Corrin to wake.Ash kicks him and Corrin slowly but surely finds his way to his feet.“Where the fuck are we?” he asks.“Somewhere far from the Bloodfang pack” I answer.“Are you sure?” Sophia asks, and I nod.“What do you remember?” Celeste asks.“Last thing I remember is going to bed in your roo

My father once told me humans were born different from every other race in this world.Where we get our powers set the moment we're born with no room to grow, humans are born weak but with the potential to grow stronger.But growth always comes with difficulty, especially for them. So most tend to be weak and that leads to the idea that humans are weak, but he told me there are those that worship strength, the truly strong among men.But I had only seen weak humans at that time.Now I'm rethinking everything as the Knight walks closer to us, pulling what appears to be a massive Claymore behind him.He stops, about fifteen feet from us.Ash grows, baring his fangs and releasing his claws. But the Knight doesn't react. He just stands there watching us—waiting.“Wait!” I yell, as Ash takes a step forward, ready to attack.“What?” He growls, turning to me as I stand and toss the sword aside.“He's stronger than you,” I say.“You see his power” he asks, his tone sharp and devoid of anythin