All Chapters of The Last Omega: Fated to the Cruel Alpha King: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

KYRA "Three million."The number hung in the air like a challenge.No one else spoke.No one else dared.Every eye shifted between them.Zyran leaned back slightly in his chair, his expression calm, but the tension around him was unmistakable."Three point five million," Zyran said.Rune smiled faintly."Four million."A murmur spread through the hall.Nicole muttered something under her breath that sounded very much like a curse.Zyran didn’t even pause."Five million."Gasps rippled across the room.This wasn’t just about claiming me anymore.This was dominance.Power.Pride.Rune leaned forward slightly, his fingers tapping lazily against the arm of his chair."Six million."The air grew heavy again.The host looked overwhelmed now, clearly not expecting this to escalate so far.Zyran’s eyes remained locked on Rune."Seven million."Rune tilted his head slightly."Eight million."The tension kept building.They weren’t slowing down.Neither of them.Nicole shifted below me, clearl

KYRA The silence after Davis disappeared felt wrong.Too weird and too quiet.The wind brushed across my skin, cold and sharp, but it did nothing to calm the storm still raging inside me. My heart hadn’t stopped racing. My hands were still trembling, even though Emma held onto me like she was afraid I might disappear.Nicole stood a few feet ahead of us, blade still in her hand, her posture tense, her shoulders tight. She was staring at the woods Davis had run into, her breathing still uneven.Zyran stood beside her, quiet and still, but the air around him felt dangerous. Like something inside him had snapped and hadn’t quite settled yet.“He won’t get far,” Susan said softly.Zyran didn’t look away from the trees.“No,” he replied quietly. “He won’t.”I swallowed, my throat dry.Davis.I still couldn’t believe it. My mind kept replaying his face, the calm in his eyes, the quiet sympathy he’d given me before he ran.I didn’t know what hurt more, the betrayal or the revelation about m

KYRA I couldn’t breathe.The room felt too small, too quiet, too suffocating.My father sat across from me, calm as ever, like he hadn’t just told me he wanted me dead. Like he hadn’t just reduced my life to a political inconvenience.I stared at him, searching his face for something, anything, familiar.I found nothing.“You’re different,” I whispered before I could stop myself.He tilted his head slightly, almost curious.“People change,” he said calmly.“No,” I shook my head slowly, my chest tightening. “Not like this.”Nicole shifted beside me, her presence grounding, her body tense as she watched my father carefully.Emma stayed close too, her hand lightly brushing my arm, like she was afraid I might collapse.Susan stood a little farther behind, silent, watchful, her posture alert.I swallowed hard.“So… that’s it?” My voice trembled slightly despite my efforts. “You brought me into this world… just to kill me?”My father’s expression didn’t change.“If it preserves my family’s

KYRASilence didn’t feel quiet.It felt loud.Heavy.Like the air had turned into stone and we were all trapped inside it.I couldn’t stop staring.My father lay motionless on the floor, the space around him stretching into something unreal, something distant. My brain refused to accept the shape of what had just happened. It kept trying to rearrange the scene into something that made sense.A mistake.A dream.Anything else.My hands were still shaking.Zyran’s arms were still around me, solid and warm and real, but even that felt far away, like I was touching the world through glass.“I need everyone out,” Nicole said quietly.Her voice cut through the room like a blade.No one argued.Emma moved first, grabbing the stunned guards by the sleeves and pulling them toward the door. No one resisted. No one even spoke. The room emptied in slow, stunned silence until only three of us remained.Nicole. Zyran. Me.And the body on the floor.Nicole exhaled slowly and dragged a hand down her