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

As the days turned into weeks, the routine of torment continued, and there was no possible stopping date in sight. Elena had gotten used to all of it, taking it all in and bidding her time until she would take action. She had learned to dress quickly, keep her head low and prepare to face whatever challenge Nyla had in store for her. On this particular day however, there seemed to be a strange energy in the mansion. Nyla and Lucia whispered to each other more often than usual, and their steps looked more hurried as if driven by anticipation.Elena tried not to notice or pay any attention to them. She had learned that the safest way to avoid them was to make herself small… silent, and invisible. Yet she could feel their eyes on her constantly, gleaming with satisfaction whenever she flinched or hesitated. They were always hunters circling prey, and she was their chosen sport.Their trap was fully set by mid morning.It was Lucia who suddenly appeared in Elena's path as she headed to

At night, the mansion was known to have its own kind of silence, a feeling that dominated the halls and filled the air with presence of wealth, power, and danger. It was in the shadows of this silence that Elena moved, her feet were very quiet against the floor, her entire body tuned in to every sound around her: the creaking of wood, the brush of wind against the window panes, and even the faint scurry of a mouse somewhere in the pantry.Her heart was beating very fast, but it wasn't from fear. For once, she wasn’t exactly running from Nyla’s wicked orders or Lucia’s sneering and humiliating remarks. Tonight, she was chasing something… for herself.She had stumbled upon the library as she cleaned a few days back after one of the maids, terrified by Lucia's voice, had left the key compartment open. Curiosity had immediately awakened inside of her given her love for books, and it was so strong that she didn't even wonder why the library was always locked in the first place.When she we

Nyla and Lucia's revenge came a few days later. On a night the storm rolled in, and even the sky itself seemed to weep for Elena. The rain came in heavily, a relentless downpour that rattled against the packhouse windows and drenched the earth in a matter of minutes. Inside, the house was alive and warm, and it was echoing the laughter of Nyla and Lucia who had carried out their plan. Elena had been locked outside, alone in the cold.The move had been so smooth that she didn't see it coming. She had stepped out to escape their suffocating presence when the rain had started as a slight drizzle, hoping to get a breath of fresh air. But the moment the storm broke out, the lock had clicked behind her like a cruel punctuation. When she turned back to seek solace inside, the handle refused her. She tugged once, twice, then harder, her knuckles striking the wood with quiet urgency.Silence.And then she heard it… a low, muffled giggle from behind the door. Nyla’s voice, sweet and venomous. “

His arms were crossed as he watched, and he carried a blank look on his face. But his eyes were fixed on Elena even though he didn’t intervene or speak. He only observed with a stillness that unsettled even the most hardened guards that were watching.Lucia had been enjoying the show, but her smile vanished immediately she set eyes on Damon and saw him watching Elena.Finally, Nyla swept Elena’s legs out from under her and pinned her to the ground with a knee to her chest. Elena gasped for air, and her entire body groaned in agony. Nyla leaned close to her, brushing Elena’s face with her hair as she whispered venomously, “This is where you belong, Elena…beneath me.”The guards roared their approval, expecting Elena to finally yield.But Elena forced her bleeding lips into a weak smile. “If this… is where I belong… then why do I keep standing back up, Nyla?”The murmurs and whispers from the guards were now of confusion and disbelief.Nyla’s face twisted violently, with raw fury darken

After the heat of that encounter, Nyla and Lucia took some time off from tormenting Elena, and she was able to rest and think for a few days. She spent most of her time in the library, reading more and more about the history of Damon's family and his pack, while also learning all she could about the estate itself. The nights were for training, and she pushed herself constantly to improve her strength.On this particular afternoon however, she decided to take a walk around the premises, another opportunity to confirm if certain assumptions she had of the layout were accurate enough. As she passed by the servants section of the west wing however, her attention was drawn by a vending machine that hummed in the corner. It was stocked with cheap energy bars and bottled water, things the regular guards would never touch because they had feasts upstairs. For the servants however, this was survival.Elena wasn’t particularly hungry, but she felt in the mood for a sweet snack. She stood there,