All Chapters of The Omegas Cry: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Eloise' POV"Well, I understand that you are really excited about the ball or the huge festivity that we are going to hold for the whole pack but can we at least make sure that the only person who can enter are those who received invitations?" I was pacing back and forth in front of my brother who were neither amused and annoyed by me.Well, I lied. I am indeed scared of what might happen and I am more particular with what Cedrick might do to me once he found out that I just flew away after we had bedded each other to the mountains and hid the heir from him."Well, you have sent out multiple invitations to the whole pack and I am certain that every household will be attending the event. In such case, why do we have to make a strict guarding in the whole place?"He couldn't understand. Of course he won't! He does not know anything about my relationship affairs in my former pack and he clearly won't feel the need to talk about it."Could you at least answer my question?" I sat in the co

Eloise' POVYeah... everything is set and my plan might work. Well, I do not have any hopes for it because I know bit can blow up anytime I accidentally say something wrong.I thought Servano everything he needs to know about my son and he pretty much memorized it. My brother had also consented the scheme which means I do not have to worry about it anymore because he got it all figured out.He knew what I had to do as well. Upon hearing my explanation and what happened between me, the beta of the pack, and the alpha, he completely understood me.Laughter and music filled the air, harmonizing with the soft rustling of the wind through the ancient trees surrounding the Dawning Red pack’s ceremonial grounds.Tonight was the night—the night where lost souls would find their other halves, where fated mates would finally meet, bound by destiny and the laws of the Moon Goddess.And I, Eloise, the Luna of the Dawning Red pack, had made it happen. I am so proud of myself that no amount of word

Eloise' POVThe air was thick with anticipation, the warmth of flickering lanterns casting a soft glow over the dance floor. Music played gently in the background, a melody of old traditions and whispered promises, but all I could hear was the erratic beating of my own heart.Alpha Cedrick stood before me, his hand outstretched, an unreadable expression on his face. My first instinct was to refuse. To turn my back on him, to walk away before I lost myself in those piercing eyes once more. But I was the Luna now. My duty was to my people, and as their Luna, it was expected of me to entertain my guests.Taking a breath, I placed my hand in his, allowing him to guide me to the center of the floor. A hush fell over the crowd as we moved into position, all eyes on us. The tension between us was suffocating, pressing against my skin like a vice. I felt every step, every shift of his body, acutely aware of the man I had once loved with every fiber of my being.He led the dance effortlessly,

Eloise' POVI stared at Trent blankly as he tried to ignore me. I followed him to his room just so we can talk about his decision.It is still quite not sitting right with me. "You knew he and I have a very fucked up story. Why would you even allow him to stay? Did you even realize that the two of us can potentially ruin each other again and there would be a much bigger problem?"He stayed silent. As if he was just there to listen to me vent out about my emotions and he does not know what to do with me.He is not obligated to explain to me because he is capable of making decisions as an alpha of our pack. However, as his sister who only cares about my child and my life, I do not want any connection with a person from the past."Can't I just fly far from here? Or maybe for a whole two months, I'll live somewhere else where that man won't be able to find me." I suggested.He turned to look at me and he sighed deeply. I don't know what was the thinking process for that but it seemed as t

Eloise' POVThe days blurred together, slipping through my fingers like threads unraveling from an old, tattered cloth.Everything had been moving too fast, like the universe itself was conspiring against me, pushing me toward an inevitable fate that I had spent years trying to outrun.And now, here we were—Thrace’s second birthday.Two years.Two years of hiding the truth. Two years of waking up every morning knowing that I was living on borrowed time. Two years of looking at my son, at his bright amber eyes, his sharp jawline—his father’s face—and knowing that if Cedrick ever saw him, my carefully built walls would crumble.I had never let it slip. Never let the possibility even exist. Not to Cedrick. Not to his pack. Not to anyone who might let a whisper slip through the cracks and lead the truth straight to him.Yet now, for the first time in two years, the walls were shaking.We were supposed to be celebrating.The whole pack had been preparing for this day for weeks—decorations