《The Alpha's Despised Omega》全部章節：第 161 章 - 第 170 章

Lucia laughed again, and it rang across the camp like the sound of a broken glass. It wasn’t the laughter of amusement…it was the sound of someone savoring the moment just before bloodshed.Jason stepped fully in front of Elena this time, with his body already tensing as his wolf surged close to the surface. His shoulders squared, as if daring Lucia to take another step closer.“You’ll never touch her,” he said boldly. “Not while I’m still breathing.”Lucia finally looked at Jason as if she was seeing him for the first time, then she turned her attention back to Elena.“Your little fornication partner really followed you this far? How sweet. Does Damon know that you two are still fucking?”Something inside Elena snapped at that moment, and her eyes flared with anger and hatred..“Shut your mouth,” Elena said coldly. “You and Nyla lied. Lied because you couldn’t stand that Damon never chose either of you.”Lucia scoffed.“You spread filth about Jason a

No one spoke long after Damon's howl had stopped. Mara quietly knelt beside Jason’s body with her head bowed, and her hands pressed flat against the earth as if she was listening for any sign that he might still be alive. It was a futile hope, but she was in too much pain to care. Pascal stood a few steps away, scanning the perimeter on instinct even though he knew deep down that there was nothing left to defend anymore. The rogues were gone…All of them. Damon remained in the center of the devastation, too broken to move, but holding back so much grief that he felt like tearing apart anything that had life. His eyes burned with a hellish light, fixed on nothing and everything at once. The grief was there…hot and consuming, but there was something else that was slowly building underneath it. Something that was far more dangerous…The thirst for blood and revenge. Suddenly, there was the smallest sign of movement near the collapsed remains of the old stone hut at the edge of the cam

It was vast…an open square surrounded by the tallest buildings in the compound. It was almost twice as large as the one where they had rescued Elena before, and the ground bore the scars of heavy use… tire marks, scorch lines, faint stains that spoke of things that had been dragged, restrained, or killed here.As soon as Damon stepped into the center, the world around him suddenly exploded to life. Floodlights snapped on all at once, blinding white beams coming down at him from every direction. The sudden brightness irritated his sensitive eyes, forcing a snarl from him as his vision adjusted to it.Then the sounds of boots followed…Hundreds of them. They emerged from everywhere…doorways, rooftops, behind vehicles, and even from concealed hatches in the ground. VORTEX soldiers just poured into the courtyard, forming rings around him with alarming speed.In seconds, Damon was surrounded on all sides by a wall of armor and gun barrels, all aimed directly at his h

Her face was pale, and her lips were trembling as she stared at him. Horror seemed to follow every word Elias spoke, and she shook her head again and again, keeping her hands pressed to the glass as the tears continued streaking down her cheeks.“No,” she whispered. “No…please…”Elias turned toward her at last, studying her as if she were a fascinating specimen. His smile softened…not with kindness, but with devilish possession.“You see,” he said calmly, “this is where you misunderstood me, Damon. Elena was never the collateral.”He gestured vaguely in her direction.“She is the actual prize here.”Damon’s heart slammed violently against his ribs.“What?” he rasped.Elias clasped his hands behind his back, pacing slowly between the two cages like a curator admiring his exhibits. “Her strength alone is remarkable…she is blessed, you know. A rare specimen of wolves that I have never seen before. I mean think about it…Killing an Abomination without

The clearing felt impossibly empty in her absence.Mara collapsed fully now, curling around Damon’s body as if she could shield him from the world. Her sobs were quieter now, but no less devastating.“I never thanked him,” she whispered brokenly. “I never said it out loud. He kept me with him from the very first day. Protected me and always trusted me. And I…” Her voice cracked. “I never even told him how much that meant to me.”Pascal sat heavily beside her, staring at Damon’s face as if memorizing every line.“He walked into death without blinking,” Pascal said softly. “Not for glory. Not for power. For her. For his child. For people who had nothing left to give him.”His face hardened again. “That kind of courage doesn’t die easily.”The old blind seer listened in silence, her head tilted slightly, as if hearing something they couldn't in their words.Finally, she spoke.“Do you wish him back?”Mara’s head snapped up, eyes wild. “What?”