บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Despised Omega: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Silence followed after the howl, and for a moment, in a single dangerous moment of relief… Damon dared to believe that his words had reached her. Her eyes had looked into his, making it seem like the storm within her had finally receded back to the abyss from which it had surfaced. The mate mark on her neck was still glowing, but it was softer, holding back her fury and pulling her back from the edge of complete chaos. He moved closer, carefully, as if he was approaching a wounded predator.“Elena,” he whispered again, with his voice carrying a vulnerable tone that was far from his usual Alpha command. “It’s me, Elena. Look at me. Please… it’s me.”She looked at him carefully, her eyes burning straight into his soul as he saw the conflict within her… an aching war of rage and pain being held back by a forced bond. He felt a glimmer of hope in his heart… Maybe, just maybe, this was the turning point. Maybe she would hear him. Maybe the bond was stronger than her pain.But then… Elena t

Draco Grey woke up with a loud yawn, his head sinking into the soft pillowcase, with his hair tousled into disarray. The soft sound of breathing beside him brought his attention to the figure lying across the bed… naked, nameless, and marked by the evidence of a night of reckless partying and sexual frenzy. The woman was beautiful in a fragile kind of way, petite just the way he liked them, with small love marks dotting the succulent skin of her neck. Draco’s lips curled into a slow, dangerous smile as fragments of the previous night’s frenzy crawled back into his mind.He did not remember her name… He never remembered any of their names.A small groan came from her lips as she slept, and he reached over lazily, brushing her cheek with his hand… not with tender affection however, but with the relaxed calmness of a man testing the texture of an object. She flinched a little in her sleep, as if her body was instinctively recoiling from his touch. Draco’s smile widen

The Nightshade Packhouse had not been the same since Elena walked out on Damon. Days had quickly turned into a full week, and Damon’s fury was still rumbling through the estate like an unstoppable storm. His presence… when he allowed himself to be seen was always terrifying, and more dangerous than he had ever been before.He no longer attended council meetings, or checked the financial reports his assistant, Jessica, carefully prepared. He barely even touched his meals, with his mood becoming a black void that made everyone… servants, guards, and even high ranking officials tiptoe around him as if one wrong word would trigger their execution.The Alpha’s absence had created a vacuum, and in that void, Nyla seemed to be thriving. She ruled from the powerful authority of his office, always acting as if she owned the place. On this particular afternoon, she was lounging in his chair, tapping her fingers confidently against the desk as Jessica stood nervously by the d

Lucia's back was pressed against the wall where she was hiding, her entire body trembling with excitement even though her face remained composed. She had been standing there the whole time, listening as Damon and Nyla’s voices rose in the heated confrontation that rattled the very foundations of the Alpha’s wing.A smile of wicked satisfaction slowly spread across her face. So, it was finally happening. The unshakable bond between Damon and Nyla… the bond that Nyla used as her greatest weapon in keeping everyone else in check was crumbling. And it was not even just a small misunderstanding… Damon had even hit her, something he had never done to any of them before. The shock in Nyla’s voice still rang like a victorious bell in Lucia’s ears.Finally, the mighty Nyla had fallen from grace.Lucia’s heart continued to beat faster with excitement. She had always known she was the smarter one, that Nyla always fought with brute strength, and open confrontation. But she had

Nyla was angrily pacing in her room like a caged animal, still breathing heavily from the violent clash she had endured with Damon. He had gone as far as hitting her, and to make it worse, there had been no iota of remorse in him. Damon Grey, the mighty Alpha who had once promised her power, had turned his wrath against her, hitting her as if she was some lowly servant.The insult was still burning her ego, hotter than humiliation she had ever faced. She replayed his words again and again in her head, each one filled with nothing but betrayal. He had threatened her, threatened her as if she was the enemy and not the rampaging savage who tore down half of the ceremonial grounds.“Elena, Elena, Elena…” Nyla muttered bitterly, kicking the edge of her table in frustration. “Always Elena. He’ll drown himself in her memory until it completely destroys him from within.”“What?” Nyla snapped suddenly as she heard a knock on her door. She was in no mood for company… not when