All Chapters of The Omegas Cry: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Cedrick’s POVI remember the way she looked at me that night—as if she was both lost and found at the same time. The flickering candlelight cast shadows across her face, highlighting the conflict in her eyes, the hesitation in her every breath. I had invited her for dinner, but what transpired between us was far more than a simple meal.I had never anticipated any of it. In fact, I was so much ready to let her go already. I wanted to let her know that she can finally live in peace… but I cannot help myself but be drawn to her over and over again, like the old good times.She stepped into my mansion, poised yet uncertain, and when she reached the dining room, her eyes widened at the sight before her. The table was adorned with an endless array of flowers, their petals delicate and soft, their fragrance mingling with the scent of the rich dishes prepared just for her.I wanted her to feel special, to know that tonight wasn’t just another moment in passing—it was a memory I wanted her to

Eloise’ POVThe scent of freshly tilled soil and ripe vegetation filled the air as I carried a basket of tomatoes toward the wooden stall I had set up near my cottage. The rolling hills stretched endlessly behind me, a world away from the chaos of the past.Life in the countryside was peaceful. The simplicity of it, the routine of planting, harvesting, and selling my produce to the capital—it had become my sanctuary.I had learned to live without a title, without a pack, without the ghosts of my past clawing at my throat. The woman who had once been the beta’s wife, the woman who had been betrayed and broken, no longer existed. In her place stood a farmer, a mother, a woman who no longer sought validation from anyone but herself.As I arranged the baskets of fresh greens and root vegetables, a familiar presence made my hands freeze mid-motion."I never thought I'd see you again."That voice. Deep, laced with something unreadable. I turned slowly, my heart steady but my mind bracing it

Servano's POVThe first time I saw Eloise, she was cradled in my sister’s arms, a tiny bundle wrapped in soft white cloth. She was so small, so fragile, yet the moment her bright eyes blinked open, she became the center of our world.Luna Aeris, my sister, wept when she held her. Not out of sadness, but from an overwhelming sense of joy. "She’s perfect," she had whispered, her voice full of warmth. "She will be the light of this pack."And she was.The entire Dawning Red Pack rejoiced the day she was born. Our people danced beneath the silver moon, howling in celebration, welcoming their future Luna into the world. The village was alive with music and laughter, warriors and elders alike setting aside their duties to partake in the festivities.Eloise was special, not only because she was the Alpha’s daughter, but because she was born with a mark—one that resembled the ancient crest of our pack. A delicate, swirling emblem on her wrist, signifying the deep bond she shared with our ance

Servano's POVThe days leading up to our departure felt like a storm gathering on the horizon. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were on the verge of something that would irrevocably change the course of everything. But no matter how much I tried to prepare myself, the tightness in my chest told me that I wasn’t ready for what was to come.Trent, ever determined, had mobilized the pack with the precision of a general. The armies were ready, the warriors prepared to march. They would move swiftly and without hesitation, the pack's bloodlust already beginning to stir. My nephew was a man of honor, but beneath that honor, I could see the fire of a leader desperate to restore his pack, to claim what he believed was his by right.We stood side by side at the edge of the forest, the early morning mist still clinging to the trees. The sound of the pack’s boots hitting the earth was like the beating of a war drum, a rhythm that seemed to echo in my bones."Ready?" Trent asked, his voice st

Cedrick's POVI immediately went to Tyrone and barged inside his mansion as I have made conclusions. I knew he went over that farm before and I cannot be mistaken. Judging from how I can hear the townsfolk talk about how there was a powerful wolf who visited them, I cannot lose my track of the truth."Have you seen Eloise?" I skipped the greetings knowing my agenda. I do not need to make him feel like opening up with me because we are not friends to be doing that. Tyrone looked at me with his empty eyes. On his side was Hannah whose head was bowed down, probably because she is still embarrassed about the revelations which I have moved on from. The door behind me opened and I saw Claude entering the room. He smiled at me and I am still happy that the bond between us did not changed at all. He still sees me as his father and although I know we are never of one blood, I do not want to hold that against him. After all, his parents fault are not his. "What are you doing here, father?" h