All Chapters of Marked In His Rut: The Alpha's Forgotten Omega: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter: 11*****MIRABELLE:“Do you know what it means to be a Blaster?” my mother spoke as she circled me the way a predator circled its prey. She always had a way of making a room feel small and suffocating.I stood there like her plaything while she spoke. “It is an honour to be a part of the Blasters, Mirabelle. That name is more respected, even more than the president.”I didn’t dare speak. I just listened as she spoke slowly. She walked toward a seat and sat down, one leg placed in front of the other.“So tell me, how’s Alpha Zane Blaster?” she smirked, clearly waiting for a good response. “How are things going between you two?”I quickly stared at the floor. “It’s… it’s not going well,” I whispered, my voice so low I wondered if she would even hear it.Oh, but she did.“The plan was simple, Mirabelle,” she said, her tone scarily calm. “Get him to marry you, that’s all.”“Mother, I’m… trying. I really am, but he… he doesn’t like me.”“Sit, Mirabelle,” she said, tapping the empt

Chapter 13*****SORA:The tray felt heavier than usual, or maybe I was about to have a panic attack. I wasn’t sure which one it was. It was breakfast for Mr. Blaster. That was all. It was, I whispered to myself. It’s just another task, Sora. Get it together.After the other day in my room, it felt like we had a moment… moment? What the hell was I thinking? I was the one staring at him like a freak, and I was pretty sure he was so uncomfortable.I just needed to serve this and get the hell out of there.My hand drifted to my neck for the third time this morning. My fingers brushed the mark there again and again, like if I rubbed hard enough it would go away.What the hell was happening? It had been quiet for months now, and I thought maybe the mark had finally gone dormant or something.I guess I was wrong.I swallowed hard and adjusted my grip on the tray. As I reached his door, my pulse was loud in my ears.Get in and get out.It was that simple.I knocked lightly and waited.Nothin

Chapter 15*****SORA:The garden was quiet. The night air was cold. The moon wasn’t shining, but the stars were. Light came from the lanterns that hung on the trees, shining like fireflies. The air smelled of damp earth, and I loved it.My favourite time of the day is always the night because it was always so beautiful and peaceful. We sat on the old wooden swing near the fountain, its chains creaking gently every time Beauty nudged forward.She leaned back, her small fingers pointing at the sky.“That one,” she said. “That’s Orion.”I squinted upwards, pretending to study the sky like I actually knew what I was doing.“Orion is my star.”“No,” I shook my head. “That’s mine.”She gasped, turning to look at me, clearly offended. “You can’t just steal people’s stars, Papa. Remember you told me stealing was bad.”“I know, but I am Orion,” I said with a serious voice. “I saw it first.”She folded her little arms over her chest. “That star is mine. I named it already.”“Oh yeah?”She nodd

Chapter 17******ZANE:I didn’t go to the dining room because if I did, I would probably do something I would regret. So I turned around and headed back to my room, my chest feeling like thousands of spikes were being picked into it.I’d told myself I didn’t care so many times, trying to convince myself, but it wasn’t working. And I hated myself so much for caring, but… why? Why did it hurt so much seeing him with Damien?I dressed quickly. It felt like if I stopped for even a second, I would be forced to go back there and strangle my brother. I gritted my teeth. I avoided the mirror, avoided looking at the footprints and the dream.There had to be an explanation for the muddy footprints. I would check the surveillance cameras later, when I returned from the office. Maybe I was sleepwalking or something. I wasn’t sure, but there had to be a normal explanation for all of this.I never should have called Lily. This was nothing, I kept saying over and over again, trying to convince myse

Chapter 19 ****** SORA: Damien stood there, the expression on his face unreadable. His gaze moved from Zane to me, then back to Zane. My heart was racing so fast now. “Well,” he said slowly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him, “what’s… going on?” He lifted a brow. I straightened immediately, my stomach twisting. Please, Goddess, don’t let him read meaning into the closeness between us. Servants and their boss being close like this — it wasn’t usual, I said, trying to convince myself that this wasn’t bad. But Zane’s expression didn’t change a bit. “What are you doing here, Damien?” Zane asked coldly. Damien raised a brow. “Oh wow. You know, screw you, Zane. Your fucking office keeps blowing up my phone—that’s the only reason I’m here. They’re asking why you didn’t show up for work. Boy, like I really give two fucks, but why didn’t you, brother?” “I’m not going today.” That was Zane’s only reply. The room went quiet for a little moment. Then Damien let out a sho