All Chapters of Tears Of A Broken Omega : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Rhea POVThere was a body in the Alpha’s trunk.After Pedro had interrupted our moment by still being alive, I snapped back into reality and pulled away altogether, scrambling to dress myself.The haze of lust cleared just enough for shame and fear to come crashing down on me at the same time.My hands shook as I yanked what was left of my clothes into place. My fingers were clumsy and somehow uncooperative, while my eyes stayed glued to the floor, avoiding Dorian’s gaze.That seemed to piss him off more than anything else, but I couldn’t exactly call it anger.His fists clenched at his sides, then loosened, then clenched again until his knuckles went white. His jaw tightened so hard I could see it working, like he was holding something back with everything he had.Without saying a word, he turned his attention from me to Pedro instead.“Alpha?” Pedro’s weak, raspy voice floated up from the ground, blood bubbling at the corner of his mouth as he tried to lift his head.Ignoring him co

Rhea POVIsn’t it strange?How a few months ago I was just a girl who had never had her first kiss and who trembled at the sight of higher-ranked wolves, except for Kale.Now here I was, undressing without hesitation while the Alpha of one of the most powerful packs in the territory watched me with a hunger that should have terrified me. Instead, it made me more eager to take off the last piece of clothing, which was my soaked cotton underwear.I hooked my thumbs into the sides and slid them down slowly, letting the fabric drag over my hips before stepping out of them. The air felt cool against my bare skin, but his stare was pure fire, burning every inch he looked at.“Done,” I said softly, keeping my eyes locked on him as his gaze roamed my body.What was he thinking? Did he still find my body unattractive? Was I still too small in his eyes? Too soft, too omega? Or had something actually shifted in that thick skull of his, and he finally saw me as a woman? Not just the lowly mate th

Dorian POV Splash! I emptied a bucket of ice-cold water over the bastard’s head. He had the actual fucking audacity to fall unconscious and I hadn’t even started shit with him yet. As soon as the water soaked down his back, straight into the open wound where the blood was still fresh and sticky, his body jerked hard against the metal restraints. Soon enough, he let out a sharp cry, followed by low, painful groans, because I may or may not have added close to a dozen packs of salt. “Welcome back, Pedro,” I said calmly, almost bored, watching him writhe. “Thought you’d take a nap on me. Rude.” Hearing the sound of my voice, his eyes finally snapped fully open, landing on me in pure panic and pain. And I still hadn’t even started shit yet. “Alpha…” he called shakily. “Alpha, please, I…” “Do you know why you are here?” I asked, watching his chest rise and fall too fast, his breath coming out sharp. “Because…” he started, swallowing hard. “Because I killed the counselor.”

Rhea POVI had done everything on purpose.Well, almost everything.The cake, the bracelet, even the you’re so old comment. I wanted to see how much he would let slide compared to before, to test if what had happened in the car was a fluke or if I truly had the cruel, cold Alpha wrapped around my finger.“Thank you,” he had said, and my heart betrayed me. Butterflies exploded in my stomach all over again.First, he had apologized, something that still had me in shock, and now he was thanking me for something that probably cost less than his morning coffee.It was proof this wasn’t just in my head. I had him. At least a little.“I thought you were heading for a meeting this morning,” I said, noticing him seated on the couch instead of halfway out the door like usual.“I cancelled my schedule,” he replied calmly. “It’s my birthday.”That pulled another stupid smile across my face. I tried so hard to hide it, biting the inside of my cheek, but it only made my face ache from the effort.“

Dorian POV Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I didn’t know how much someone saying my name could wreck me until it spilled from her lips like that. Even Isa, who I was closest to, who I thought owned every piece of me back then, didn’t have this effect on me. Not even close. One soft “Dorian” from her and I was undone. My control shattered completely, and I crashed my mouth to hers, trying to pour every broken part of me into her and let her fix it. She kissed me back just as desperate, scraping my shoulders with her nails and wrapping her legs around my waist to pull me closer. “Dorian,” she gasped again against my lips, and I swear I almost came right there. “Keep saying it,” I rasped, thrusting all the way inside her in one deep stroke, groaning at how perfectly she took me. “Scream it while I fuck you. Let me hear it until it’s the only thing left in your head.” “Dorian… oh god, Dorian…” Every time it left her mouth, it stitched something inside me back together. I growled, hooking her