All Chapters of PRETENDER: Alpha's Forbidden Omega : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Don’t look back!” A voice whispered, fiercely.The words echoed like a prayer in her head — Mia's voice, breaking with fear as she ran.But even with that, Elowyn couldn't dare look back.Behind her, the night howled. Trees clawed at the sky. And somewhere far off, too close, the Pack Lord’s scouts were closing in. She could hear them. The padded footsteps, pack growls, the metal creak of a chain leash, her stepdad yelling at her sobbing mother.She tightened her fists.Her boots slapped the earth, soaked and freezing, every breath a knife to her lungs. Her hood clung to her damp hair. She didn’t stop. Couldn’t. Not when her scent was strong to pull them her way. Not when her real name still echoed behind her like a curse.Elowyn Froste. To be claimed. Promised. Hunted.They wanted her for deep reasons and her stepfather didn't care. Her mother couldn't do anything. Nothing! She was just a woman to be used.A once alluring Vixen who lost her mate and turned her back on her daughter t

3 Elowyn swallowed uneasily and quickly blinked."I'm sorry. I will have to run with my.... servants before they get exhausted."Baron's brow creased and he watched her questioningly."Exhausted?" He repeated."I'm sorry." She said again, stepping back. "We must hurry."Baron watched the scrawny roommate turn around and run. The strangely pale and orderly servants stepped along with eerie grace.The door slammed shut.Silence.★★★★★★Elowyn gave a stiff, awkward wave at the illusions dear Mia had created — their noble uniforms, their unreal posture — to make her arrive in this strange place in a grand style.All a lie.She bit her lip and fought the sadness that welled up in her chest. She shut her eyes and muttered a prayer for her friend.Then, she jumped back into reality once the entrance gate slammed loudly behind the illusionary servants."You're in a new world now."She instinctively began to raise a hand to rub her other arm but she was quick to come back to her senses."You'

Elowyn didn’t sleep.She lay there and didn't notice her candle burn out finally.She lay stiff on her king-sized bed, eyes wide open in the dark, listening to the night — breathing slow, steady, like a beast content after a hunt.Baron.His face flashed before her eyes and she shut it tightly for a short moment.His green eyes. His smirk. Everything.And suddenly his scent filled the room harder, curling in the air, and hers… stayed suppressed. For now.Instinctively, she raised her face and sniffed long. And then, her chest pushed up and her head pressed back onto the bed.Elowyn bit her lip and clawed at her duvet.She was pooling."Oh no...." She rasped helplessly. Her legs twitched."Hold yourself, Elowyn. He could be around."She tried. She really tried.Elowyn tossed to look towards the door.And her door came open with no warning.She stilled instantly and her eyes shut.But she knew who it was.Baron.He didn’t say a word. Just walked in like he owned the room — because he di

And suddenly, she felt heat creeping up the back her neck again. Her chest felt warm — her scent might be creeping too close to the surface. But she couldn't tell.Her binding could not dare fade for once or she'd die.Elowyn stood up quickly, pushing her tray and grabbing her bag.“Bathroom.” she murmured. No one really noticed.She rushed through the back hallway and ducked into a small tiled washroom near the eastern wall.The door slammed. She braced both hands against the sink, breathing hard.Then she reached beneath her coat — pulled out the binding flask.And drank.One gulp. Two gulps. Three gulps. Her throat burned as the herbs surged through her system, tightening her scent, cooling her blood.Her pulse slowed.She wiped her mouth, stared at herself in the cracked mirror. Her reflection didn’t feel like hers anymore.“I need to write Mia once I get to the dorm." She whispered hoarsely. “She needs to know everything.”This place wasn’t just brutal. It was buzzing with wolves

Another pause.“But she doesn’t repel me either.”Shockwaves everywhere.“That counts.” One of the instructors said sharply, before anyone could argue. “Neutrality is a form of acceptance.”Baron didn’t look at her.But the damage was already done.“Group 21 now includes the scentless.” the instructor confirmed. “Cadet Elyan Froste will be under the Ortega line.”"Evening assessment bouts will be early today! Assemble!"And just like that — just like that — Elowyn belonged somewhere.Or so it was written.But the sneer that followed from Azpen made her chest twist.As they all began moving apart to exit the hall, Azpen strutted past her, his hand slapping the back of her head just light enough to look like nothing happened — but hard enough to sting.“Try walking straighter next time,” he muttered under his breath. “And stop drinking all those damn purifying herbs. You reek like a lying corpse.”He walked off laughing.Elowyn blinked fast. Swallowed harder.She followed the rest of Gr