All Chapters of Marked In His Rut: The Alpha's Forgotten Omega: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

DAMIEN. I did hate to be alone. I hated it with every inch of my being.The house was too silent now that everyone had left and my phone lay face down on the coffee table taunting me into lifting it and making the call to Raymond. But not yet. I would not call Raymond after dropping that bomb and then sitting back and watching him freak out. Not me first.But I did feel guilty.I found Cole and Adam in the living room. Cole was lounging on the couch, drink in hand and Adam was scrolling through his phone. I plopped myself down on the armchair in front of them and did my best impression of someone trying to appear dignified."Tell me I'm not the problem," I said.Cole scoffed and didn't even bother looking up from his drink. "If it's a fight then you're the problem.”“Cole…” I called out sarcastically. He didn't even spare me a glance. “You're being such a big bitch." Adam turned to look at him. "Cole. Be nicer.""I'm not dissing him," Cole said, finally meeting my eyes. "I'm tryi

DAMIEN. I didn’t even say goodbye properly. The moment Cole’s voice reached my ears, I was on my way. Without hesitation, Raymond accompanied me outside our new home while all my blood pumped through my veins all the way to the main estate.I barged through the front door of the building and ran up the stairs two at a time, making my way directly to Cole’s chambers.The odor reached me first.Cole was kneeling down near the edge of the bed. His one arm was leaning against the mattress, while the other held on to some sort of trash can, and he retched, his whole body shuddering. Then he raised his head slightly to shoot me a glance that said: “about time”.“Finally,” he growled. “Help me.”I knelt next to him. “What is the matter with you?”“I think that I had something wrong for dinner.” Another dry heave. “Everything tastes like regret.”“Where is Adam?”“He’s working.”“And you didn’t call the maids? Jane? Zane?”Cole wiped the foam from his mouth with the back of his hand. “I d

DAMIEN. I was waiting outside the hospital room with my arms crossed and tapping my foot on the smooth floor. Raymond was standing there quietly in his usual way and not saying anything much. Every time the door handle turned a little bit, I would look up. Waiting made me sick in my stomach and not knowing made it even worse. I was in a foul mood and half afraid too. Cole was looking so pale the other day, and the whole issue of the pregnancy made me feel ill inside.Adam came out of the room first followed by Cole. Cole looked tired and pale but he was able to walk. I felt so relieved that I started walking towards them.Before I reached them, I felt Raymond’s hand on my wrist. “Give him some space.” Since when did he know what I needed to do? Fine, he was right most of the time but not at this moment. I moved to protest, but the look in Raymond’s eyes silenced the words before they could form. Instead, I stood watching as Adam led Cole down the hall to the private exit. There w

DAMIEN. A Few Months LaterThe church appeared like a dream.Golden rays fell through high windows of stained glasses and lit up the marbled floor with warm patches of light. The rows of white roses and lush greens of flower arrangements decorated every pew. The air was scented with the freshness of flowers, wax and the smell of polished wood. I was standing at the altar wearing my perfectly fitted black suit, feeling my heart beating faster than ever in all fights and arguments. In front of me, Raymond looked so good he was almost distracting me from saying anything I planned to say. He kept looking at me with soft eyes.In the front row, Charles was sitting next to Martin who held his shoulders in a protective embrace. Charles was noticeably plumpier and smiled softly in his formal suit, and it was almost impossible not to notice the swell in his belly. He was glowing with health and slightly uncomfortable, his hand gently holding the bulge while Martin was whispering into his ear

DAMIEN. Zane trailed behind him, moving at a more relaxed pace, and one hand in his pocket. “Sora, breathe. They're fine. They won't hurt themselves and even if they do they'll get over it.”That was definitely not what Sora was seeing while he tried to capture one of the miscreants. “They are not fine. They are little menaces,” Sora said, getting help from Zane to chase after them.I was smiling at this sight when Beauty appeared from the top of the stairs. Eleven going on twelve, and wearing a comfortable dress of yellow color and her blonde hair messed up from whatever the heck she had been doing previously. The older she got, the more handful she became. Her eyes searched the room as a routine—but fixed on the little redhead standing next to me.The expression of the girl changed instantly. Her eyes softened and got larger, they always were like that when she spotted some things she wanted to hug on sight. I moved my mouth closer to Raymond’s ear and whispered, “She will have a