All Chapters of The Omega Agreement: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81: Can we get that dog now?Sierra's POV "Nikolai, you won't even look me in the eye!" I say, but it comes out as more of a shout and a cry. It hurts to see him so defeated about something but I also know that he is one of the most closed off people I have ever met yet the way he can't hold eye contact with me is stinging just a bit. Knowing that he has something to say, whether it be about us or something else and he won't tell me just heightens all of my insecurities and I very rarely have those anymore. "Because I can't!" That's all he says...or shouts but either way, the words are there. He 'Can't look at me'. My heart only breaks further. I haven't slept with anyone else...I would never do that to him. I have never given him a reason not to trust me, but every time he opens his mouth, every time he says something, it always comes out wrong and always makes me sad. "Okay..." I whisper, but he isn't done. His feet hit the floor at an angry pace as he stalks toward my b

Sierra's POV It's been weeks since I came home. Since we got Benji, and since I have been spending more time doing things as a Luna to help the pack and create positive energy after everything that has happened. I have been feeling more positive over the last week. More alert but also a lot freer. I don't know the last time, but before my parents died, I genuinely enjoyed just the quiet of life—the hum of someone's voice as they went about their tasks.The little things I never got to experience because I was constantly on edge.An edge I never want to be on again. It isn't until my phone pings and then my email on the laptop in front of me pings that I realise I had been sitting here in silence. Thinking. Overthinking. "You okay, Love?" Nikolai asks, and I nod my head. "Yeah. Didn't even realise I had zoned out," I say, clicking on my email just as my phone once again pings."What's wrong?"I shake my head slowly, making a show of acknowledgement but also not actually knowing wh

Chapter 85: Mission unaccomplished Sierra's POVHis voice is a sin. It will always be a sin and I am here for every single sin he is or has. Especially when the words... 'On your knees, ' leaves his mouth. God damn those three words are enough to make me quiver under his gaze. I would happily melt into a puddle at his feet at this point."Yes, sir", I say, shimmying down to the floor without a care in the world. My life is imploding in the worst possible way, but right now, with him taking charge in other aspects of our life, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter by the second.God damn this man."Take my cock out, Sierra, baby", he commands, and usually the command wouldn't work on me. I'm his partner, his mate and his lifeline, just like he is mine, but every now and then I allow my guard to slip and I give him the control he truly desires in the bedroom."Now what?" I ask, taunting him a little. I know what he wants, but I always ask him because it makes him feel like he's got t

Chapter 87: Identity revelation Sierra's POV**Trigger warning: This chapter is based solely on her mother's diary entries and explores her regrets about the choices she made. **There are some words that viewers may not agree with, but they have all been used in a formal and Fictional setting. ****(Jose's Letter / Diary entry 1 before she died.)Dear Diary - The threat comes so easily to him. He uses my child against me. Uses the love I have for her against everything I vowed to protect her from.Sierra isn't a suitable child for what he wants, and what he wants makes me sick to my stomach.She's just turned 12. She's just a child. She's my baby. My life, and I wouldn't trade the life I have for anything.It may have started on rough, rocky terms, but once she got settled and the news started to dwindle on her disappearance, it was easy. She made us believe in love again, and I had never felt so close to Daniel.The things I have done. I don't regret. I can't. Rosie was not my child

Chapter 89: Remember what Mom used to say?Nikolai's POV"Well, this just got interesting," my best friend says, turning to the crowd we have around us. What I presume was a growl that came from him was probably his playful one, as one of them takes a step back before composing themselves."Amateurs", I mutter, and I can feel Rem's energy bounce from him, and I can see the excitement about taking them on in the way he can't stand the fuck still. He may as well tap dance with his bloody paws at this rate.It might confuse them long enough to give us a moment to strike.Their scent hits me first.Not so sweet. Not so familiar and all kinds of fucked up.That rose lay on the floor just past us. Taunting me. The note, once again, taunts me when I need everyone here to fuck off. I need to take it back and see what we can get from it, but paws and drool land on it instead. Creating that mess I hate. I hate messes, and I wish I had grabbed it when I had the chance, but my stupid, slow brain