The Disguised Omega Is The Cursed Lycan Prince’s Mate! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Anton’s PovMy mind was in turmoil. Nothing made sense.I couldn’t tell if Cory could see it or if it was just me who saw it. For a minute I had seen the warrior die. He jumped; he wasn’t pushed. And just as the vision was about to end, I saw her again. The woman who hasn’t stopped haunting my dreams.“Will the warrior be buried?” Cory’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I turned, my eyes taking in his form, he looked sad, broken. I could imagine that. He had just watched a man fall to his death.“Ryan will handle it,” I said.“I thought you would…”I walked closer to him, my hands cradling his face, “I don’t think I can leave you alone, not yet anyway,” I said.He nodded, leaning into my touch.Did you see it?The question was there at the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t ask him. I couldn’t even explain what it was that I had seen.“Are you good?” he asked, his voice dripping with worry as he stared at me.I shook my head, smiling softly at him, “Great,”That was a lie. A great one

Crescent’s PovAaron had moved faster than I did, he had locked the door the minute Anton and Ryan stepped out.I was still trapped in the dark part of my mind, the fear that something was happening and we just didn’t know where the problem was coming from.“Did Ryan tell you anything?” I asked, my voice quavering slightly as I stared at him with nothing but worry in my eyes.He sighed dropping down on the chair in the corner of the room, “nothing, Ken had walked in and they talked in low tones and all that I know is that we are here, locked in this room with them gone.It wasn’t a coincidence; everything was happening too fast to just be a mere occurrence. “Come on,” I said walking toward the door.Aaron stared at me with wide eyes, “What are you doing?” he asked looking at me as if I was crazy for walking towards the door.Maybe I was, I didn’t know, didn’t exactly care either.“We are going out there to find answers, those answers won’t be here… we have to meet people,” I said in a

Anton’s PovThe air was thick with tension, the kind that has your skin prickling, making even the most seasoned warriors restless.Ryan was beside me, his eyes looking ahead.I couldn’t see my hands, but I could feel my men around me.“The men can’t see,” Ken grumbled.No one could, the air had been cloaked with thick smoke as if they had been burning grasses for so long. “They shouldn’t depend on their eyes. Use your ears,” I commanded, my voice slightly louder for them to hear.I closed my eyes, breathing in the thick air. They were close, I could feel the thundering tremble of the ground.“They are circling us,” Ryan muttered, his jaw clenched as he tried to force himself to see through the fog.I knew they were.They had been watching us from the moment we stepped into the field.The first kill had been to draw our attention, and now, all they do is watch. This wasn’t a rogue’s behaviour. Rogues don’t plan, they don’t think. All they do is attack.It wasn’t the circling that was

Anton’s PovDarkness.The kind of void that makes it hard to know if your hand is in front of you or behind you.I saw nothing, I felt nothing.“You have what doesn’t belong to you,” he was back, his voice ringing through the darkness. I frowned; his words felt like coals of fire on my skin burning through.“Anton!”Cory!He was here.Not here in the darkness, but here, in the field, wolves were rushing towards him. He didn’t run, his eyes had been on me.I tried to move; my feet felt as if they were stuck in quick sand as I tried to move. Nothing worked, nothing moved.“Cory! Get out of here, leave!” I screamed in the darkness. My voice felt muffled, stuck under water. The more I tried to talk, the harder it was becoming to breathe.“What do you think you have? So much power and yet unsure of how to harness it,” the man continued.I didn’t care about him, didn’t dare look or think about what he was trying to say. It didn’t even make sense in my head as I tried to navigate through the

Crescent’s PovThe room was calm, peaceful. The only sound that could be heard was the steady breathing as Anton slept peacefully behind me. His strong buff arm, wrapped around my waist like an anchor as he held me in place.For a minute, I allowed myself to dwell in the illusion that everything was fine, that there was no danger lurking.But I knew better than to believe that. “Peace is an illusion of the rage that shatters the soul,” those were my mother’s words. My eyes watered as I thought about her, I couldn’t help myself, I couldn’t bring myself to think about her.If I did, it would feel as if she were here, watching me, seeing the person that I have become. And for one, I knew she would never approve of my choices. She would never see what I have and feel about Anton as real.I couldn’t even tell if it was real anymore, because I'd said I loved him, yet he didn’t know who I truly was.My mind fought to process through a lot of things, there is the strange man, with powers I ha