Omega Bound のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

RonanThe hall smelled of tension and fear, as Kieran's slow breath, still uneven, rattled through the room like a drum, but my eyes were on her. Rhea, one of my closest friends.The same girl who helped me integrate into Eldenridge, and the ones who spent months weaving a story where she was the inevitable mate, the perfect partner for a Vale Alpha.She's now trembling, her now carefully practiced grace cracking, and I knew instinctively that she wanted to be helping Kieran get back to his feet.Fenrir stirred beneath my ribs, low and controlled. How did he do that? Glancing around, it seemed like I was the only one who felt it. Even Kieran didn't feel it.The warning in his growl cut straight to my heart. “Mine, she does not belong here.”“Step aside,” I said, voice calm, low, carrying a weight she couldn't ignore. “Can't you see the closer you are to him, the louder the growl is?”Rhea freezes mid-step, lip parting as if she wants to argue. “I…..” as it dies in her throat.Not yet

KieranThe first thing I feel after I wake up is silence. The doors to the Alpha wing of the dorm seal close with a hiss as Dax and Finn move me towards my room.Something constant pounds inside my skullFenir’s voice doesn't echo; it lands like a hammer inside my skull.My legs give up mid pull, Finn says something about taking temporary measures in case Fenir is let out of me again by turning their wolves on me to hold him back.My chest feels hollow like something has been pulled out. The words on the wall leading to my dorm smear like ink in water.Then it starts again the pressure, both emotional and physical, like something is pushing through.Behind my eyes and beneath my ribs.Fenrir doesn't just growl this time. He pushes, and something pushes back, and i black out.I wake up in an isolation room, everywhere white, too sterile and too quiet. I see a small black wolf in the corner.I grip the edge of the narrow bed, knuckles whitening as the walls seem to waver.“Stop,” I mutt

KIERAN I wake before the sun comes out, not because I want to. This is the first dreamless sleep I've had in a long while.The pain isn’t violent like yesterday. It's not the blinding split your skull open pressure that drove me to chase Ronan down the stairwells yesterday.It's just a light heartbeat.A low hum under my skull, I stare inside at the ceiling.Breathe in, breathe out.Beside me, Ronan is asleep.His legs are wrapped around mine in the small bed, too close to me, or maybe not close enough.He's on his side, face to me, dark hair falling across his forehead, his breathing is slow, and even, I've not had the chance to look at him like this before.Pushing his hair off his face, his nose twitches as he scrunches it up, and his breathing changes and then settles.For a moment, I just watched him, taking my fill of him.The pressure eases, Fenrir quiets down in my chest, not asleep, waiting. Careful, not to wake him, I shift back a few inches.The ache in my skull spikes i

KIERAN I can still smell her on my skin's faint now, but it's there, sweet, plastic, and wrong.Which makes me scrub my wrist at the dorm skin until my skin burns and flushes red and raw.It didn’t matter. The scent clung to me like a piece of dog hair.Fenir recoils every time I inhale, not ours. He growls.“I know,” I mutter, bracing my hands on the edge of the sink.Behind me, Ronan is quiet, I can feel him watching without looking. “You didn't have to embarrass her,” he says carefully.I meet his eyes in the mirror. “She embarrassed herself.”That's not the full truth. The truth is that my body chose.Ronan steps closer, just enough that his shoulders nearly brush mine, the air shifts immediately, cleaner, colder and familiar.The wrong scent thins till it fades into the background, and Fenir immediately settles, I'm amazed at how fast it happens.“This is getting dangerous,” Ronan says under his breath.“For who?” I ask.“ For both of us.”+++++++++++++++++++++++The next mornin

Rhea The corridor is too quiet as I walk back to my room, seeing Kieran and Ronan in the arena acting like long lost lovers to the whole school. What was Kieran thinking. He's mine. The lower chamber where the tests will take place is humming the vibration beneath everyone's feet. I see the way fear and terror are etched on everyone's face. The tests will begin tomorrow morning for everyone. The lower chamber was never meant to be audible. It's one of the lore the school has, and no one goes there. Yet I feel the vibration in my teeth. Kieran stands in front of the hallway, leading to the lower chamber pacing, his jaw tight enough to fracture bones, his hands are clenched into fists, and his shoulders are not relaxed “Stop, Alpha.” One of the guards had said when I tried to fight his way inside. He didn't argue. He just kept on growling, the air around him shifted, Then he suddenly stops and inhales slowly, like he's trying to get a hold of himself, then I stop breathing and