All Chapters of The Detective Omega: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Seraphina’s POV“Alright, cupcake,” Lucien said, looking at me lustfully. “Let’s play.”I held his gaze, trying not to let my heart sprint out of my chest. I was afraid standing in the presence of a guy...a human wolf holding a huge wolf with one hand and taming it. I looked down at his hands. The claw injury was gone, like magic...no sign whatsoever. But I could see the veins across his fore arms and hands. They made him look hotter. I looked back up. “Play what exactly?”“Oh, don’t act shy now,” he murmured, stepping closer, towering over me. “You’ve walked into my den dressed like that and you want to pretend this is just… what? A polite meeting?”I lifted my chin. “I dressed to look professional.”His lips twitched. “Pro-What? You dressed to get my attention cupcake... Mission accomplished.”I forced a soft laugh. “I'm Seraphina, not cupcake. And to me...you’re not special enough for me to dress up for you”"I'm Lucien Kael, there is no woman on earth that wouldn't die to dress u

Seraphina’s POV“You’re late,” Lucien said, with a calm voice, as he stood up to greet her.The woman who walked in didn’t look sorry. She swayed into the room confidently, her hips moving from side to side, and her heels tapping slowly on the floor. She tossed her flawless grey curls over one shoulder and slid into the chair beside Lucien without breaking her perfect, seductive smile.“I thought you’d wait for me,” she purred, crossing one leg over the other as her expensive perfume swirled around the table. “You always wait for me.”Lucien didn’t even flinch. “Let’s get started.”I sat to his right, pretending to look through my notes but really watching every micro-expression on his face, every shift in his body language. I wasn’t here to be his assistant. I was here to read him.“I reviewed the revised contract,” she said, leaning forward just enough to reveal the deep curve of her neckline. “But I thought maybe... we could negotiate a more... personal arrangement.”Lucien didn’t

“Excuse me?” I sputtered, still holding my burning cheek. “How dare you?”The woman turned around, her heels clicking hard on the floor as she marched towards me. Her glare sliced right through me. “What did you just say?”I straightened, feeling my anger boil over the fear. “I said...how dare you slap me when it was your son...your precious son...who was pinning me to the wall like some deranged animal?”Her eyes narrowed. “Deranged animal? My son? An animal? Watch your tongue, little girl.”“No, you watch yours!” My fists clenched at my sides. “You barge in here, dragging him out like some soap opera villain, and then have the nerve to slap me like I’m the one who begged him to kiss me? Are you serious right now?”Her nostrils flared. “You must not know who I am.”“I don’t care who you are!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “What gives you the right to hit me?”Her hand shot up again, faster this time, aiming for another slap. I braced myself but the slap never landed.A firm hand caug

Seraphina’s POV “What the hell are you doing?”Lucien’s voice cut through the room like a whip, loud and angry.I jumped, my breath catching in my throat. Lucien’s wolf ears twitched violently, his fists balled at his sides, his chest rising and falling like he was barely holding himself back.“Move away from her,” Lucien growled.“Why should I?” Marcus’s voice was low, challenging, dangerous. His thumb brushed the edge of my jaw, his lips still inches from mine. “This is personal between me and her.”Lucien’s eyes burned, hazel with dangerous flecks of gold. “Move...Away. From....Her.”“Or what?” Marcus smirked, pushing his luck. "You’ll hurt me? In front of her?”

Seraphina's POV"GET. OFF. HIM!"Ayla's scream shattered the moment like glass, and before I could even flinch, her hands were in my hair, yanking me backward."Ow! Let go!" I shrieked, struggling against her grip.Lucien groaned and tried to sit up, but he was still weak from whatever Marcus had done. His hand reached for me, eyes wide and panicked. "Ayla! Let her go!""YOU LITTLE VIXEN!" Ayla hissed, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp. "You think you can just slither into my place beside him?!"I twisted, trying to break free, but she was stronger than she looked. "I'm not slithering anywhere! You're the one who barged into my house like a maniac!""You're in his arms! On his chest! In his bed!""Technically, it's my bed," I snapped, still flailing. "I said let go."How much drama do I need to experience within twenty-four hours? Lucien’s voice sliced through the chaos like a whip. "AYLA!"We both froze.His chest heaved with the effort of yelling. He looked livid,