All Chapters of PRETENDER: Alpha's Forbidden Omega : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Elowyn was sent to clean bloodstains from the training floor as part of discipline for the fight she didn't start, couldn't stop and still felt inside her bones. She was alone. It was late and cold. She was exhausted and bitter.Elowyn kept working fast and looking around her incase anyone was coming to unleash their withheld hand of justice upon her.She was scared and kept feeling like the dead cadet was coming towards her from every corner.His face kept flashing in her mind.Then the scent hit her.Pine. Smoke....Baron.Baron walked in after he said he was off to retrieve his gear. But it was clear he came to see her.Elowyn had smelled him but was startled and got to her feet in a bid to scream and run.“You always do this much for attention?” He asked, casually.Elowyn looked at him from the side of her eyes. She licked her lips, unsure about what to do next.She didn't say anything much but she managed:“No. They were.... calling me a gay slut.”Baron didn't flinch. He just l

She opened her mouth to ask—He was already pulling her toward the hidden panel beside the fireplace.Azpen unsheathed his dagger and asked for the stranger to come in.The door creaked open—And Caelan Volke stormed in, glaring, a near-bloodied bandage wrapped on his shoulder. He was shirtless and every big bulk was clenching.He glanced at Azpen's dagger but said nothing concerning that.“Alpha Ortega,” he growled. “Lisa Ortega’s men. One of them left a message....”Caelan stood stiffly by the door."She's coming?” Baron asked, walking over.Caelan Volke nodded once. “Princess Lisa Ortega. The message said she’ll be here by dusk. To kiss her brother and claim blood missed.”Baron’s brows shot up. “Why Lisa and not my father himself?”Senior Caelan Volke shrugged. “Maybe Supreme Alpha Ortiz Ortega wants her to prove herself.”Cealan handed Baron a smooth and silver edged parcel before he turned and left.Baron exhaled slowly, his eyes flicking toward Elowyn without a word. Then he tu

“You’re not a princess.”“I am prettier than she is. Now kiss it!”Elowyn blushed and grabbed his hand. “This is ridiculous.”“Ew. Gentle. Not like you're trying to wrestle a goat or something.”She blinked and brushed her lips clumsily across his knuckles.“That was dreadful. Again.”“I don't like this, Beta Azpen.”“Everyone does. One more, or I swear I’ll tell Baron you enjoy ballrooms.”She tried again. This time slower, lips barely touching his hand.Azpen fanned himself with exaggerated delight. “Oh! He’s learned!”She slapped her hands to her face and blushed profusely.Azpen smiled but sadly.He didn't let it last, though.“Alright, alright,” he said, “Lisa’s married, anyhow. You’re safe from royal proposals and kisses. A little bow and she’ll ignore you like the rest of us commoners.”Elowyn rubbed her face with her sleeve. “Do you think she’ll speak to me?”Azpen shrugged. “Only if you spill wine on her dress. Which, knowing you, is highly probable.”Silence."Thank you, Bet

Lisa grinned. “Exactly. Come, come,” she added brightly, gesturing for them both. “Let’s share before the Baron hoards the figs.”She walked ahead with the grace of someone born into silk and tutored by legends.Her heeled steps echoed down the hallway.She went to sit.Azpen leaned toward Elowyn, eyes wide and whispered. “She likes you. She actually likes you and I'm jealous.”Elowyn, still stunned, whispered, “She thinks I smell nice.”“She also thinks I’m intelligent. Let’s not ruin the magic.”The chamber smelled faintly of cedar and old books, a stark contrast to the perfume Lisa, Azpen and Elowyn had trailed everywhere.The sunlight streamed through high arched windows, gilding the edges of the table where the food was arranged.Baron sat—shoulders stiff, expression unreadable, and a wine goblet lazily gripped in his hand. His gaze moved from Lisa to Azpen, then to Elowyn, who sat like a servant caught in the wrong room.“Still wearing that sour expression, are we?” Lisa quipped

The academy had quieted and gone into disciplinary mode since Princess Lisa's departure last week.Elowyn remained consistent in her good works and her sightseeings at the lonely garden despite being pushed and shoved too many times.But still, there was a strange glimmer of hope in the days that followed because Riven Thorney started treating her right and it had now become well understood that they were friends.From break time sparring drills to races across the empty fields, it was becoming an adventure of a kind.Meanwhile, Baron continued to watch from a distance, his heart betraying him while his mind ruled his actions with rigid laws.The barbells and agonizing punishments were coming each eveningtime in full swing for vengeance and Azpen was happy and cocky doing it.And Elowyn, though bruised, was becoming a bit better at running and her dodging skills were pushing out of normal.Elowyn continued to write letters even when she didn't get replies. Sometimes it made her cry bi