บททั้งหมดของ The Hound Alpha's Omega : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

HERMES*"Then I won't show myself to Mum."*Low, I know. But what else was I supposed to do? I stared at the green dot sitting still on the map app on my phone as I strode out of the car and into the Packhouse.Anastasia was stubborn, one look in her eyes, and you could tell she’d rather dive off a bridge than accept anything from me. But this wasn’t about control. This was life or death.That car she drove was a death trap. It coughed, stalled in all the wrong places, had a failing battery, wasn’t bulletproof, and was so rusted it could star in a horror flick.It wouldn’t do, not with Eviscera’s devils still on the hunt.I should know they wouldn't give up. Not after Alexei’s severed hands were packaged neatly in celebratory pink and sent to them like a goddamn party favor.Until the deal with Kane was sealed, Peaches wasn’t safe.“Adonis still isn’t back,” Adolf reported, falling in step beside me, eyes scanning the gammas posted on either side of the hall. “He’s also not picking up

ANASTASIAI hated the smell of hospitals. Maybe because I spent half my childhood in it whenever I wasn’t at Skylar’s. Or maybe because the beds reminded me of my stepbrothers.Now, as I sat across from the doctor, her brows furrowed behind her glasses while she flipped through my reports, I realized I hadn’t thought about my stepbrothers once.This time, it was Hermes who filled every iota of my mind. Even the sterile white walls and the bright, artificial lights felt like him.The doctor sighed, set the report down, and looked up at me. "About your question... It's impossible right now to break a five-month, three-week bond with a dominant Alpha without complications. And I mean severe complications."I had feared that. I even expected it. But even with the confirmation, I still trembled.It was 9:00 AM. Normally, I’d be at work. But Viktor, who had stayed the night, keeping watch on my couch, had insisted I take a few days off. Said Link would understand.He'd probably be halfway

ANASTASIAHe was enjoying this — watching me flinch, watching me squirm under his touch, his breath, his lips.The scent of him was so thick in my skull I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.Should’ve dove for the damn door the second he yanked his shirt off, showing that tatted upper body, every inked line on muscle, carved into arms, chest, shoulder, and spilling to the sides of his waist.My mouth watered.The bite mark I’d left on him months ago was still there , a scar he refused to heal. Like he wanted the world to know exactly what I’d done to him.Tattoos… gods, there were so many. Dark, jagged against tanned skin. Too much.My fingers were still tangled in his hair, trembling from the effort of trying to hold him back. It was like trying to leash a storm.His breath scorched my cheek, his scent crashed over mine until I could barely breathe.I should scream.He’d said it himself, *You should scream.*But my throat was locked, my body a traitor.I hated that I was still

HERMESAdonis shivered for the sixth time in five minutes, blowing warm breath into his hands as he grumbled accusations at me."As an Eviscerian, this is the worst time to come down to Eviscera for a fucking holiday." I could feel his slight glare at the side of my head. "You said it was a vacay.""I lied," I answered simply, flipping through the funeral catalogue in the graveyard. "It's just cold, not a fucking dick."The journey to Eviscera had taken five hours, leaving my legs cramped and my mood prickly with the aching urge to punch something.I rubbed my neck. Even with the turtleneck, it felt naked without the patch. But she had told me to stop wearing it, so I had— even if it meant leaving pieces of myself everywhere.Goddess. I sucked in a deep breath. What the fuck was I even doing? I knew she’d gone to the hospital, thanks to the tracker under the back seat.I had a clue why, but when she told me she’d gone to seek advice on severing the bond…I still lost it.And here I wa

Link’s voice was wet and snarly as he spat blood onto the floor, staggering back groaning. “Lunatic! You’re fired, you hear me? Get the hell out and never come back!” Viktor laughed. “Fired?” He wrenched his arms free from security, his voice dripping with rage. “I quit, you son of a—” He cut himself off, jaw clenching so hard I heard teeth crack.The security guards tensed but didn’t touch him again, their bodies shielding Link this time. Viktor took a slow step forward. “Anastasia built this firm with Kate. Every drop of blood, every ounce of sweat—she poured it into these walls. And you dare speak to her like she’s nothing?” Link wiped his mouth, smearing red across his chin. “Oh fuck your white Knighting, she's still not gonna fuck—l.”Viktor surged forward before security could react. He grabbed Link by the collar, hauling him up until their faces were inches apart. “Listen to me, you entitled little shit. You didn’t earn this. You didn’t fight for it. You were handed it