Todos os capítulos de Omega Bound: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

ETHAN The first blow from the outsiders hit the door enough to rattle the walls. For a split second, the entire apartment holds its breath.Then, BOOM.The door slams inside against only one single hinge remaining, the wood groaning like it wants to snap in half.Splinters of wood rain inside the room as Ronan holds on to my collar tightly.The scent in the room is suffocating, jasmine, rainwater, cedar, so sweet my alpha instincts battle against me.And outside the voices become louder, rougher, and hungrier.Unbonded male Alphas, from the lower deck, men who spend their days smoking and pickpocketing.Men who haven't smelled an Omega in months.Now suddenly, an Omega is in the complex, and they are drowning in his heat.“Open the door, you scarred motherfucker!” Laughter follows it, ugly and eager.“You can't keep that sweet piece of ass all to yourself!” A different voice growls, low and feral.“Let the rest of us have a taste or we break this door down.” The rest of them explode

ETHANThe words slide into the tunnel, and my body locks in terror.It isn't loud. It carries a calm certainty like he knows he will get me eventually, like him catching me inevitable.Ronan sways beside me again, his weight sagging into my arms,his body heat burns through the thin fabric of my shirt, as i can feel arousal rising up within me.Jasmine cedar and rain, every breath I take tastes and smells like him.I hear the sound of dogs. The werewolf nose won't help down here.Kieran has hounds, I don't answer to him, never have and never will. Instead, I move deeper into the tunnel.He stumbles beside me, barely conscious his boots scrape the floor as we reach the ladder that takes us to the maintenance shaft.I worked here once, I know this place like the back of my hand, and I start climbing up as I brace Ronan over me with the fireman hold.“Ethan stop..” his voice barely more than breath, his head rolling against my shoulders.” Just leave me.” My grip on the ladder tightens “N

KIERAN The world has been going colorless for a long time, and since I lost him, I just didn't notice it.The colors I see are now faint, a soldier comes forward from my left, I don't really pay him any attention. “Congratulations commander, everyone in our platoon is happy for you, sir.”Dax stands by my left shoulders, and Finn, on my other side, silent and still, watching me like they would rather not be here.Because they know if she were the last person on earth, I still wouldn't choose her.I just stayed silent. If I had found Ronan or had Ethan given him up to me, I would be getting married to him instead. Nothing here feels real.Since the night at the Fourth gate, the world has been slipping out of my grasp, at first it was the small things, food losing it's taste, perfumes blending into meaningless scents, rose, vanilla all of it was just air.Then touch, was slipping too, no warmth, and contact without meaning, wolves crave touch and the physical aspects of life, but here

RHEA“Madam. We're here.” The driver says from the driver's seat.By the time I step out of the car, no one greets me when I get back to the Vale mansion, no bows , no one even pretends, the courtyard is half empty, where the reception was going to be held is a graveyard.“He cut her, and we know when an Alpha cuts someone, it doesn’t heal, right.” A servant adds, they are moving too quickly, guards avoid eye contact, the air smells of gardenias, I don't stop walking as my gown trails behind me.I don’t slow down because I need a private space to break down while looking like an actress from a horror movie.On getting to the door of the mansion, which is wide open.My thirteen tier cake is being wheeled in, and it stands at the center, white, perfect, and untouched.The frosting on it has started to harden, with crack visible on it.The petals at the top falling to the floor, accepting their fate like I have accepted mine.I take one step towards the stairs, and it echoes in the empt

KIERAN His scent fills my office, that's what I like waking up to now, not the noise from the soldiers getting their daily drills in, not the amount of work I have to do today, the scent but it's getting fainter by the day I need to get him back.I move up, grabbing the coffee from the coffee maker on my desk, going to my desk, and starting up the pad.Fenrir shifts inside me, restless, pacing in tight circles like a caged animal.“You smell it too, don't you?” I mutter under my breath, a low rumble answers from inside me, in agreement, not confusion or a memory.During the wedding, he told me if he had to spend his days with Rhea, he was going to kill her, and to prevent that, we moved to the office.We had married her, but that's for now. It states by law that if I found my mate, it could be resolved, so I'm not bothered.“He's not dead.” The amount of relief that piece of information brings to Fenrir could be bottled and sold.As i get daily reports of the movements of bandits and