Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Disguised Omega Is The Cursed Lycan Prince’s Mate!: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Crescent’s Pov“We have to go,”This wasn’t the first time I had heard those lines. And deep down I knew that it would never be the last. In three months, mother would walk in with this same look on her face, eyes wide with panic picking up traces of things we had once displayed the borrowed house we called a home. By morning, before the sun came up, we would be gone, our lives erased from the pack we had stayed. But the names lingered. The rogues; no one bothered to create a bond. Mother wouldn’t dream of seeing that.But tonight, the urgency in her tone caught my attention. Her fingers trembling as she picked up our bags, the one kit that we don’t ever unpack. The silent reminder that this isn’t our home – this is temporary.Nowhere truly belonged to us, we were wolves without identity, a mother and her child. And that was the thing, she had an identity, she was seen for who she was. But I wasn’t blessed with such luxury. Trapped in these constraints, hiding the one person that I w

Crescent’s PovThe courtyard had gone silent, no one dared to breathe, not when the guard looked like they were all looking for an excuse to end a life. Aaron’s fingers touched mine, trying to draw strength from me. But I had none.There was no escape, only dead would be the way out. I should have listened to my mother’s words. Friends bring nothing but terrible luck. And this was proof of it.How many times do I have to be bitten before I learn? Would I have to lose my life too?The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of boots striking hard against the stone floor. Each move matching the thumping in my chest.He was here, the tyrant whose name caused knees to shake like leaves on a windy day.Heads were bowed stuck to the ground unable to look up at the force that had walked in. I dared the impossible, raising my head slightly, sneaking a peek at the man that wasn’t a myth anymore. He walked like he owned air, like he knew that we all survived on his command.His broad shoulder

Crescent’s PovMy eyes scanned around the crowd anything to avoid looking back at him. relief washing through me the second I spot Aaron, standing among the rest of the servants, he must have felt my gaze, because the minute he noticed me, he smiled, his usual carefree smile that felt familiar – comforting.But Aaron’s smiles did nothing to ease the tension that was in the air. Not when Lycan Prince Anton’s enigmatic presence loomed in the arena. A guard rushed out, sword in hand charging at full speed at the Lycan Prince, who looked like he was bored of gracing us with his presence.Just one fucking question, who is this fool running towards death?I blinked.The smell of blood filled the air; it was so thick that I could almost taste it in my mouth. The Lycan prince Anton Storm stood over the body of the dead soldier, his fingers dripping with blood as he looked around the arena.The crime? He had tried to escape from his duty post. And maybe the fact that he had charged towards hi

Anton’s PovThe gurgling sound of the man choking on his blood soothed the ache that was hammering at the back of my head. Warm red liquid dripped down my fingers, staining the black hardwood on the floor. I squeezed harder, feeling anger rage through me; I had just gotten the floor cleaned and now he was staining it.I had lingered back to see what they would do to the slave. My claws had drawn out the second I saw his hand touch the young slave’s backside.“You are staining my floor. I will have your sister clean it, and maybe I will kill her after,” I growled, still angry at the image of him touching himself while staring at the slave.I didn’t understand the rage, but killing him soothed something deep within me.His eyes were slowly dimming, his breath shallow. The anger was dwindling, his death was appeasing the rage. His body fell limp, “Tell them I am still the tyrant,” I hissed to his soul.The door opened, and Ryan walked through it with a bored look on his face. “You know p

Crescent’s Pov“Wake up!”I jolted up, my eyes darting around, searching for the source of the voice. For a minute it felt like I was back at our cottage, hiding away in the room, wishing that my mother would let me sleep in for the rest of the morning.A twig snapped, dragging me back to the present. I wasn’t home. And I wasn’t safe either. Memories of last night flashed through my brain. I had been so scared and exhausted that I passed out. My body tensed up, suddenly aware of the position that I was in.Anton’s arm was draped over my body, holding me close to his body. My cheeks and body flushed, the heat radiating from his body made me warm.Wait. Anton’s arm… I rushed out of his hold, hissing as I scraped my knee against a stone. He didn’t stir, only a soft groan could be heard. My heart squeezed, my lungs constricting as the air felt thick. The nice morning breeze felt like needles on my skin.The one night that I had a sound sleep, it had to be in the arms of…. There is no word