บททั้งหมดของ Alpha's Weak Omega : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

KIMBERLY The coven’s forest felt alive the moment we stepped into it. The air here wasn’t just air,it shimmered with energy, vibrating against my skin like static. My mother, Yoona, walked ahead in her flowing silver cloak, her aura radiating calm power. My father and Gabriel followed closely behind me. I was about to awaken the witch side of me. The half which was hidden from me for so long. I swallowed hard. 'What if I failed? What if the Vampire King truly was unstoppable and I wasn’t enough?' “Stop doubting yourself,” Gabriel’s voice whispered . He can sense it through our bond. His hand brushed mine, grounding me. I looked at him. “You’re stronger than you know.” I swallowed hard, clutching Gabriel’s hand. “I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” I admitted in a low whisper. Gabriel squeezed my fingers gently. “You were born ready. Don’t doubt yourself, Kimberly. I’ll be right here.” “You have to be here,” I muttered, trying to cover my nerves with humor, “beca

AUTHOR Kimberly was ready for another training session. Yoona, her mother, stood at the far side, watching carefully. Her aura shimmered faintly, the mark of a witch whose powers had reached their full maturity. By her side stood Elder Seraphine, the head trainer of the coven, with sharp silver eyes that missed nothing. “You’ve mastered the basics of energy channeling,” Seraphine began, her voice crisp. “But magic is not just light and chants, child. It is chaos. It is shadow. To command it, you must walk through both fire and darkness.” Kimberly swallowed hard. She could already feel Gabriel’s presence behind her, steady and grounding. He wasn’t allowed to interfere in the training, but his protective energy hovered like a shield around her. Just knowing he was there gave her the courage to step into the glowing circle. The ground trembled as the symbols lit up beneath her feet. “What do I do?” Kimberly asked, trying to hide the tremor in her voice. Seraphine raised her staf

The sky was painted with streaks of gold and crimson as the sun dipped low, casting a fiery glow over the coven grounds. The air itself seemed charged with anticipation, as though nature knew Kimberly’s destiny was about to take a decisive turn. Kimberly stood in the center of the training field. Her long hair caught the last rays of the dying sun, a blend of dark silk and ember, echoing her hybrid essence. Tonight was different, tonight, she wouldn’t train with witches alone. Tonight, her father, Lyod, and her mate, Gabriel, would stand beside her. It was the final stage of her training—the alignment of her witch powers with her werewolf strength. If she failed, she risked tearing herself apart from within. “You’re quiet, babe,” Gabriel said softly as he approached her, his dark eyes scanning her face. He carried his usual calm aura, but she could sense his own tension simmering underneath. “I’m not nervous,” Kimberly said, though her clenched fists betrayed her. “I’ve faced fir

"I'm missing them already. " Kimberly sighed as she sat on the bed. They are back in Silver Claw . She is already missing her family. There was a brief knock at the door. She plopped from the bed and opened the door. Marrie was standing at the door. "Mom!" Kimberly was surprised to see her. "It's been a while since we spent some time together. Would you mind joining me for tea?" Marrie asked with a huge smile plastered on her face. It was indeed quite a while. "Of course I would love to." Kimberly beamed with excitement as she followed her mother in law in the backyard. Lots of sweet and savory treats lying on the table along with a kettle of tea . Marrie poured the tea for both of them as they settled down. "So, how was it? Back at home." Marrie asked. "Honestly, it was all like a dream for me. I had accepted the fact of being an orphan, and I had accepted the fact of being unloved and unwanted mate. But destiny took this unexpected turn. I have got it all, a mate, a f

The candles still flickered softly. Rose petals scattered across the floor, their scent mingling with the faint trace of lavender oil Gabriel had used during Kimberly’s massage. The air was warm, heavy with unspoken words. Kimberly shifted slightly in Gabriel’s lap, looking up at him with eyes that shimmered like moonlit pools. "You’re staring again," she whispered, a playful curve tugging at her lips. Gabriel tilted his head, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. "I can’t help it. Every time I look at you, I wonder how the Goddess thought I was worthy of this." Her smile softened, and her fingers trailed gently over his jaw. "You’re more than worthy, Gabriel. Sometimes, I think you don’t realize how much you mean to me." "Now, when are you giving the reward we talked about." He teased. Leaning in, he brushed his lips against hers, light at first, testing, like the first drop of rain before a storm. But Kimberly responded, her arms sliding around his neck, pulling him