All Chapters of The S-Tier's Omega Bodyguard : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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COLLAPSE

Kieran woke up feeling like someone had beaten him with a baseball bat while he slept. Every muscle in his body ached. His head pounded. His stomach churned with that now-familiar nausea that hit him every goddamn morning.He barely made it to the bathroom before throwing up. Again.This was the third morning in a row. His body heaving until there was nothing left but bile, leaving him shaking and sweating on the cold tile floor.*This isn't normal,* a small voice in the back of his mind whispered. *Something is really wrong.*But Kieran shoved that thought down like he'd been doing for days. It was stressful. It was the bond. It was not eating enough. It was anything except what he refused to consider.His phone buzzed from the nightstand. Elliot's text: **The car leaves in 15 minutes. Final day.**Right. Last day of this hell trip. Then they'd fly home, and Kieran could finally... what? Keep pretending everything was fine? Keep working for an alpha who looked at him like he was disp

Escape

Kieran woke up disoriented, sunlight streaming through the hotel curtains in a way that meant it was way too late. He grabbed his phone. 10 AM. He'd slept for fourteen hours straight.That never happened. Ever.His body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Every muscle ached. His head pounded with a dull, persistent throb. And his stomach—He barely made it to the bathroom before throwing up. Again.Sixth morning in a row.Kieran knelt on the cold tile floor, sweating and shaking, waiting for the nausea to pass. When it finally did, he just stayed there for a minute, staring at nothing.*What the hell is wrong with me?*His phone buzzed from the bedroom. Multiple texts. He dragged himself up and checked.Ryan: *Heard you're back. You good, man?*And one from Maya: *Haven't heard from you in weeks! Miss you. Coffee this weekend?*Kieran stared at Maya's message. His baby sister. Twenty-one years old, in her third year of med school, the only family he had left. The only person in hi

The Call

The morning light filtered through Kieran's bedroom window with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer. He opened his eyes at exactly 7 AM, the way he'd trained himself to do for years. No alarm needed. Military precision, even in civilian life.Except nothing about his life felt precise anymore.The nausea hit before he'd even fully sat up a rolling wave that started deep in his gut and climbed up his throat with practiced efficiency. Kieran barely made it to the bathroom before he was on his knees, retching into the toilet.This was routine now. Week seven of whatever the hell was wrong with him, and his body had developed a reliable schedule. Wake up. Vomit. Try to function. Fail. Repeat.When his stomach finally stopped heaving, Kieran slumped against the cool tile wall, breathing hard. His hands were shaking. Everything was shaking. He felt like he'd run a marathon when all he'd done was wake up.*Just call. Just do it.*The thought had been circling his mind for days, ever since he'

THE DIAGNOSIS

Dr. Chen smiled at him from across the small examination room. She looked exactly like her photo professional, calm, with the kind of face that probably made people feel safe. Kieran didn't feel safe. He felt like he was about to shatter into a thousand pieces."So, Mr. Hunt," she said, settling into her chair with his chart. "Tell me what's been going on."Kieran's mouth was dry. He swallowed hard. "I've been sick. For about seven weeks now.""What kind of sickness?""Nausea. Every morning. Sometimes all day." The words came easier once he started. Clinical. Factual. He could do this. "Exhaustion. Can't stay awake past 2 PM most days. Dizziness. Food tastes wrong, things I used to like make me want to throw up."Dr. Chen wrote notes. "When did these symptoms start?""Seven weeks ago. Right after the heat."Her pen paused. "You're on suppressants?""Yes. Have been for years." Kieran's hands clenched on his knees. "The heat came early. I wasn't expecting it.""I see." She wrote somethi

Distance

Maya's apartment building looked the same as it always had old brick, six floors, the lobby door that stuck when it rained. Kieran had been here a hundred times. But standing outside at 7 AM with a duffel bag and nowhere else to go, it felt different.He pressed the buzzer for apartment 4B."Hello?" Maya's voice came through the speaker, groggy and confused."It's me."Silence. Then: "Kieran?""Yeah.""It's seven in the morning.""I know. Can I come up?"The door buzzed immediately.Kieran took the stairs because the elevator was broken again. By the fourth floor, his legs were shaking. Not from the climb, just from everything. His body felt like it was held together with tape and willpower, and both were running out.Maya was waiting in her doorway. She took one look at him and her eyes went wide."Jesus Christ.""Yeah."She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. "You look like death.""Feel like it too.""When's the last time you slept?"Kieran tried to remember. Couldn't. "Tuesday?

MAYA'S INVESTIGATION

Kieran sat on the couch staring at his phone's blank screen long after Elliot hung up. The silence in the apartment felt heavier than it should."That's what he called about?" Maya's voice cut through the quiet. "Work?"Kieran looked up. His sister stood in the doorway to her bedroom, arms crossed, face flushed with anger."He has a business to run," Kieran said. The defense sounded weak even to his own ears."He has a bonded omega who's been sick for weeks." Maya's voice rose. "And all he cares about is hiring a replacement? That's not an alpha, that's a monster.""You don't understand—""I understand perfectly." Maya crossed to the couch, sat down facing him. "He's using you. He rejected the bond but still expects you to come crawling back when he needs you."Kieran's chest tightened. Part of him knew she was right. But the bond made agreeing with her feel like betrayal. "It's complicated.""It's really not. He's selfish and you're letting him get away with it.""I can't just quit.

SIBLING ADVENTURE

Day twenty-two of medical leave started with that same strange heaviness in Kieran's body. He woke up feeling slightly nauseous, his abdomen tight in a way he couldn't explain. He pushed the feeling aside and stayed in bed.Maya burst through his door at eight, already dressed."Get up. We're playing hooky."Kieran pulled the blanket over his head. "You have work.""Called in sick. Today is about us." She yanked the blanket away. "No talk about Elliot, no talk about bonds, no talk about work. Just siblings having fun.""Maya—""I already planned everything. Get dressed. We leave in twenty minutes."Kieran knew better than to argue when his sister used that tone.They took the subway across the city to their old neighborhood. Kieran hadn't been back here in years. Too many memories. Too much grief packed into familiar streets.But Maya was determined. "We need to remember who we were before all this."Their childhood apartment building looked smaller than Kieran remembered. The brick w

THE APPOINTMENT

Kieran called Dr. Chen's office first thing Wednesday morning."I need to see her today," he told the receptionist. "The symptoms are getting worse."There was typing on the other end. "Dr. Chen had a cancellation at eleven. Can you make that?""Yes. I'll be there."Maya drove him. She'd taken another day off work, claiming a family emergency. Which wasn't technically a lie."You look pale," she said, glancing over as they waited at a red light."I feel pale.""That's not a thing.""It is now."The clinic lobby was quiet. Only one other patient was waiting, an older omega reading a magazine. Kieran checked in and sat down, leg bouncing with nervous energy.Maya put her hand on his knee. "Stop. You're making me anxious.""Sorry.""Whatever it is, we'll handle it."Kieran wished he had her confidence."Kieran Hunt?" The nurse appeared in the doorway. Different nurse than last time. Younger, with bright pink scrubs.He followed her back to the examination room. She took his vitals blood

THE ULTIMATUM

Friday morning arrived with weak sunlight filtering through Maya's curtains. Day twenty-five of medical leave. Decision day.For the first time in weeks, Kieran woke without immediate nausea. The new medication was working. His body felt lighter, less like it was fighting itself with every breath.He stayed in bed anyway, staring at the water stain on the ceiling that looked like a crooked bird. Putting off the inevitable.A knock. Maya entered with two mugs of coffee."Big day." She handed him one and sat at the foot of his bed."Don't remind me.""Have you actually decided? Or are you still pretending you haven't?"The coffee was too hot. He sipped it anyway, buying time. "I'm going back.""Of course you are." Flat. Disappointed but unsurprised."Don't—""I'm not starting anything. You decided weeks ago. This whole leave was just delaying what you were always going to do.""That's not fair.""Isn't it?" She set her mug on the nightstand with a sharp click. "You know what you need to

The Return

Sunday night, Kieran stood outside the penthouse door with his bag at his feet, key card in hand.Four weeks since he'd last been here. Four weeks felt like four years.He swiped the card. The lock clicked green.Inside, everything looked exactly the same. Marble floors gleaming under recessed lighting. Modern furniture arranged with geometric precision. Floor-to-ceiling windows showing the city stretched out below.Like he'd never left.Elliot emerged from his office, tablet in hand. He glanced up, nodded once."You're back.""Yeah.""Your room is ready. I cleaned it.""Thanks."They stood in awkward silence. The bond hummed between them, recognizing proximity after weeks of separation. Kieran's omega instincts wanted to move closer. He stayed planted where he was."I'll see you in the morning," Elliot said finally. "Eight o'clock.""Eight o'clock."Elliot returned to his office. The door clicked shut.Kieran picked up his bag and went to his room. Same gray walls, same king bed with

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