Omega Bound のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

RONANThe AURA DOMINANCE CHALLENGEThis is the last challenge, winning the last one was to exhilarating, I have been proving to myself that Omegas are not the weakest link.I could feel the crowds excitement.The stone has already been brought up in a perfect circle, ancient and smooth, with runes carved deep. The air is getting colder as night slowly progresses.The moment my foot crosses onto the stone, my suppressants burn out.Not heat or pain to be exact, it's like something inside me has been wrapped too tight for too long and the power of the moon is pulling at the tied knot relentlessly.I steady by breath, keep my spine straight and my face passive. I’ve done this before and I've survived worse.The instructors’ voice comes through again, explaining the rules I already know, the aura dominance challenge does not lie. It amplifies what's real, it strips what's false off you.Traditionally, Dominant Alphas win.I don't look at anyone, I can feel all eyes on me, packs, families,

KieranThe room was dark as I entered, except the distant echo of celebration from the arena and fields, I lay on my back exhausted from all the mental and physical strain of the trials.As I stared at the ceilings, trying to catch some rest but sleep was far from my mind at the time, it wasn't even the stress from the trials or old/ new injuries, I have endured worse and slept through it before.This was different, this was wrong, the faint scent from Ronan rose in my mind again, and relentless, too soft, too clean passing through my lungs like it was meant to.I turned to my side, with my jaw tightening, as I inhaled slowly through my nose, as if I could discipline my body and nose to scrub the scent from my memory.At least the room smelt like books, my own alpha scent and a hint of Ronan here and there.My body is still reacting to his scent at the arena as my muscles are primed for a good hard fuck, my pulse sending all my blood south, my nerves and alpha nerves on edge, every

RonanThis is morning and the dorms room is quiet, the tension from him forfeiting the trials I guess, Morning light filters through the room windows, Kieran moves through the room like a ghost, no snide remarks, no clipped orders, just a careful flow of avoidance, him pulling on his jacket while I lace my boots.I sit on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, watching him without meaning to, he keeps his back to me, while he pulls on his jacket uniform, movements precise, controlled and stiff. Fine I can do silence, I leave first, the corridors are already filled, loud laughter in the hallway, boots running down, a few scents here and there.I keep my head down, my scent leashed, suppressant pumps through my bloodstream, like a bad promise but they hold their own for now.“Ronan.”I hear Ethan's voice slide in my ears so easily he's leaning against a pillar near the stairs, with his hair still damp from his shower, and expression that makes people trust him before they even mean to

RONAN My chest heaves as I kneel down next to the box. I dig through the box until I find the fleshlight and thick knotted dildo. I need it to stop. The pain or my mind, whatever comes first. Whatever way works. Using the wall, I push myself to my feet. And do this under the cold water. I’m so hot. It feels like my flesh is seconds from peeling away from my bones. Who cares if I don’t see myself with anyone but Kieran, it would have been just sex. Because with each passing second, my mind becomes convinced that’s exactly what’s going to happen. So with shaky legs, I stumble to my feet,Dropping the toys to the ground, my hand quivers as I put the shower on cold, full blast. Thankfully, I’m only in my boxers now, so I peel them down my legs and step out of them before my knees finally give out. I gasp as I fall under the cold spray, but fuck does it ever feel good. It manages to take some of the pain away. But I still need relief, the need to cum finally hitting me. Grabbi

Ronan The door clicked shut behind Ethan and the sound felt too loud in the small bathroom, I was still in pain and shaking.But not violently anymore, not like before but enough that my muscles wouldn't quite listen to me anymore. The heat spike had receded from a scream to low, grinding ache, the kind that settled into bone and waited.Ethan stood near the door, deliberately distant, his were relaxed and at his sides, his posture was very careful and contained like he was holding himself in check.“I'm not going to touch you, “ he said quietly. “ Unless you ask.” I swallowed, my throat burned and he turned to leave.“Don't, “ I managed. “Just…. Stay. Please.”He nodded once, no hesitation, no questions.“Okay.” The bathroom smelled wrong, not loud, not broadcasting, but contained and my own failure sweetness under stress, I hated that it existed at all.Ethan moved slowly and deliberately. He cracked the window open despite the cold, the evening air slid in, sharp and clean.“Br