All Chapters of The Disguised Omega Is The Cursed Lycan Prince’s Mate!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Crescent’s PovDefine stupid? Because in my mind, saving a friend from an impending doom isn’t being stupid. It is bravery, chivalry. But yet, my heart pounded in my chest like I had just run a thousand miles.A knock echoed on my door, my eyes snapped towards it, no one was meant to be here, Anton isn’t to return until later in the evening. Curiosity kicked at the back of my mind, wondering who it was that knocked on my door.“Do I get the meal myself or will my slave?” Anton’s voice vibrated through the door, nearly knocking me over.My heart dropped to my stomach; a lump that hadn’t been there formed in my throat. He is back. Ten hours earlier than planned. Fuck! This can’t be real. I scrambled to my feet, the bedsheets tangling around my limbs.There was nothing to hold onto, other than my hands flailing around like tentacles looking for what to grab onto. I looked down at my chest, realising that I had been comfortable, and removed the bandage that held my molds from being notice

Crescent’s PovHe was a storm. Crashing through me, his eyes felt like hot coal, burning through my veins. “Please, Anton,” I whimpered, my knees sore from how hard I had dropped to the floor.This was survival. Not weakness. I was beginning to understand why they whispered the word cursed lycan prince in the shadows. Mother wasn’t wrong when she said some things are better left unexperienced.My eyes darted back to the plates sprawled on the floor, the steak; the one thing I had always been curious about had become a bane of my existence.I wanted to beg more, cry harder the second he said he was getting me something to eat. The thought of being fed another… I couldn’t even get myself to say it. I couldn’t blame anyone for this either way, because it was all my fault.And now, Aaron was also in danger.My heart pounded in my chest, begging to be let out of my chest. My mouth had been dry, as if I had a mouthful of ash in it. And Anton? He had that same expression on his face, giving

Crescent’s Pov“You would give your life for him?”I felt nauseous, like I had been punched in the back of my head and a concussion was slowly creeping in. A second ago, he was standing in front of me, staring at me with a bored look on his face. And now, he was here, his hand clamped around my neck.“Yes,” I breathed, choking the words out.He leaned in; I knew he could smell my fear. I could see the way his eyes swirled with excitement, he was a predator, and before him was a mouse trying to be brave. Suddenly he let out a loud laugh, the sound sounded rich, foreign in my ears, something that should never come out of his vile lips.The grip on my neck was long forgotten, in a way his hand felt right just being there on my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut, it was obvious that I was slowly losing oxygen to the brain, there was no way I would find this normal.“Too bad Cory, your life is already mine,” he drawled out, releasing his hold on me.I gasped, my lungs screaming as I sucked in a

Crescent’s Pov“I am sorry,”The words echoed through the room, it sounded heavy yet soothing. It sounded so foreign even when it was from his lips. My nails dug into my skin, pinching hard trying to make sure that I jolted awake from the dream that I found myself in.The one where the lycan king stared at me with a soft look in his eyes, apologising to me. The look on his face told me that this wasn’t a usual occurrence. But the look on his face, the remorse, it felt like a crazy imagination.I blinked, that couldn’t be remorse on his face, Anton Storm isn’t a man who knows remorse, all he knows is death, and chaos. Destruction is constructed in his bones and pain; that runs deep in his blood.“You may visit him, but under my supervision,” he said.This wasn’t right. This wasn’t right. The words echoed through my mind. He apologised and now he is telling me that I can see him, Aaron; the same man he had made me whip just to prove a point.What game is he playing? Is this some twisted

Crescent’s povIt has been quiet to quiet for my mind. Anton was gone, I should be relieved, but I couldn’t help the trepidation that lingered in the air.I was worried. Not for me but for him.The alpha he had killed, had some powerful allies and now, they had declared war.“I know I can’t see you, but I can hear how loud your head is spinning. What is wrong?” Aaron’s voice sliced through the churning in my head.My head whipped in his direction, Anton had kept to his promise, allowed me to see him but still kept the one clause that I couldn’t fight. Aaron couldn’t look at me.I didn’t fight it. I mean seeing him was enough, right?“Cory?” he called out again, I could hear the uncertainty in his tone.“Yes, I am here. Sorry, I was just…” The words died out.“Did he do something? Did he…”Heat sizzled through my veins. I was angry, angry at the fact that he had said that about Anton. The thought made my eyes widen in shock.Was I seriously angry at him for thinking Anton hurt me?Oh g